Abigale watched with anticipation as that forest tree fell like it was the final count down. A heist this big was something of legions and all the Deashots charged into the fray using agitated dirt in the air as cover for a surprise attack. Their leader opting to hang back and take some sniper...
@Heisenberg With how many school roleplays there are I'd rather not be a group of teenagers. Just feels repetitive after a while in my opinion, and it's not often you get to break out of jail!
Name- Abigale Eton
Age- 35
Gender- Female
Likes- Whiskey, Loyalty, Chaos, Hunting
Dislikes- Threats to her gang, abandoning someone
Who are you loyal too- The Desert Deadshots
Favorite weapons- Hunting rifles with the classic revolver side arm.
Other- The leader of Desert Deadshots...
I apologize, I think I miss read what was being said. I think the first plot point would match your created setting best in that case, that way it further instills the effect the unruly nobles have had over the once peaceful lands.
I like the latest addition you have, will you be restricting what types of animal kin will be allowed? Also in a scenario like that one what would our characters be working towards? Are we rounded up as soldiers or just villagers trying to make it while the enemy prowls outside our doors at night?
I have faith that you're still as strong as I remember! I'm getting to a better place I hope. I wanted to apologize for abandoning you. I'll save you a long story but I never meant for that to happen. I hated when people ghosted me and I NEVER wanted to do it to anyone else. I unfortunately...
I create new characters for every roleplay unless it's like a second chapter to a previous RP. Most characters backstory are created based on the lore the author had made. Out of respect, I try to utilize as much of what they gave me as I can, but that also means my characters won't be able to...
I actually thought a sewage plant was an actual plant. I had an imaginary picture of one in my head and everything. Purple petals and a greenish stigma to represent its terrible smell.
As Christine received a glare from her majesty she gave a harmless eye roll as she turned exiting the room to give them a bit more privacy. She didn't mean to upset her prince just give him a bit more of a chance with the princess. Esmour didn't seem like the normal stuck up princess type so...
Esmour moved over to Argilly's side and picked up the book that was resting next to him with a sigh. "The history of Valian huh? Reading up on me?" She asked, but seemed to know it wasn't true as she turned to the book he had in his lap. "You don't have to lie, I get it. No one really studies...
Esmour seemed unamused by his lewd comment of his room, but lit up a bit when he shared his genuine interest in the library." Um, well, not really actually. I've really just heard about how good of a prince you are. You focus on your studies a lot it seems from what father shared and you've told...
Esmour raised one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows. "Studying the politics of the land hmm?" She said seeming less interested than he might have hoped. "I suppose if you don't mind, I've never been here before after all so, wheres your favorite place in the castle?" She asked seeming genuinely...
At the princes pause she gave a slight blush and looked down causing her hair to cover parts of her soft face. "Thank you." She replied and turned to see the servants start to unload their belongings from the carriage. There was a silent pause between the three before Evian gave a deep clearing...
Christine smiled to the prince and helped to straighten his clothing and hair. "Just take her out for a stroll. Show her our kingdom and how amazing it is! If the girl's going to be forced into an arranged marriage like they say she is you gotta make her at least like the place." Christine...