Klutzy Ninja Kitty
The Fluffy Awwwsassin
Upper Class family A sends a letter to Upper Class family B--who lives in a town far away--a letter asking for their eldest son to be wed to their eldest daughter, and they will pay for this to happen. Both families agree. Upper Class family B is to travel to where Family A lives and drop their daughter off. But, on the way to visit family B, family A is attacked by bandits and everyone is killed except the grandfather. The grandfather, still wanting the money from the deal, recruits a young woman around his granddaughter's age to pretend to be her. But the girl he picks is a low class girl, sloppy, not used to manners, and was definitely not born to a rich family. Still, he brings her to Upper class family A anyhow, pretending she is his granddaughter and having her become engaged to their son, while quickly trying to train her to be an upper class woman and trying to hide her secret from them.
This is a private 1 x 1 roleplay between LittleDreamerOfSorts and Klutzy Kitty 09. If you are neither one of these two, feel free to peek, but do not post.
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An elderly man--who was hairless on the top of his head, but had gray hair on the sides--was walking along a road late in the evening, cane in hand. His clothes were tattered and he had no money on him. Thankfully, he had identification on him to prove who he was to people who could help him regain his belongings in the next town. Still, this man cursed his bad luck. He was still in shock about how he, along with his family, had just been robbed by group of bandits. Unfortunately, he was the only one to survive. You'd think he would have been upset about losing his family, but no, this man--Earl Winsly of the wealthy, upper class Winsley family who lived a long way away--cared for one thing and one thing only. He only cared about money.
He had been traveling with his family because of a recent deal they had made with the Marzon family, another upper-class family of great wealth, that their oldest son was to be married to Earl Winsly's oldest granddaughter. They were just on their way to introduce themselves to the Marzon's when an untimely bandit attack took place. Normally, bandits were prone to simply take money and leave. However, these bandits--likely because they were in the mood to be crueler than usual--killed Earl's son, wife, and granddaughter. Earl was devastated. He cared little for their lives, but was very distraught by the fact he would now be unable to watch his granddaughter marry the Marzon family's son, and reap the rewards of money that family would pay them.
Earl walked and walked until he had reached the closest possible town, a poor town which went by the name of Little Oak. Upon entering he saw that most daily activity in the town was wrapping up for the day. Vendors selling fruit and vegetables were packing up, the blacksmith shop owner had just hung his closed sign, and the farmers were herding their animals back into their dwellings. Earl sighed. He would have to find his way to an Inn for the night if he was strong enough to make it there. He was so weak from not eating all day that he felt as if he were about to pass out.
He was grumpy though, and too frustrated at first to pass out. He was still dwelling over all the money he would be missing out on. "There has to be a way," he grumbled to himself, hitting the ground a little harder with his cane after every passing step. The determination he had caused his mind to race, and eventually an idea sprung to mind. What if... he could pretend his granddaughter was still alive? He didn't need to find people to replace her parents who died, he could just tell the Marzon family that they had gotten tied up with work and asked him to bring their daughter. All he needed to do was find a girl, one easily manipulated like one who was poor or had a sick relative, and promise to help her family if she agreed to pretend she was a noble and marry into the Marzon family. Earl liked the idea. All he had to do was find a girl that resembled her.
With these thoughts in mind, Earl continued to walk, but started to grow weaker. He made it to the front of a building--which could have either been an Inn or not have--and collapsed on the doorstep, actually fainting. The emblem of his family was clearly visible on the top of his cane which fell next to him, so anyone who found him would most likely be able to recognize him immediately.
(( @LittleDreamerOfSorts ))
This is a private 1 x 1 roleplay between LittleDreamerOfSorts and Klutzy Kitty 09. If you are neither one of these two, feel free to peek, but do not post.
Read more about this role play...
An elderly man--who was hairless on the top of his head, but had gray hair on the sides--was walking along a road late in the evening, cane in hand. His clothes were tattered and he had no money on him. Thankfully, he had identification on him to prove who he was to people who could help him regain his belongings in the next town. Still, this man cursed his bad luck. He was still in shock about how he, along with his family, had just been robbed by group of bandits. Unfortunately, he was the only one to survive. You'd think he would have been upset about losing his family, but no, this man--Earl Winsly of the wealthy, upper class Winsley family who lived a long way away--cared for one thing and one thing only. He only cared about money.
He had been traveling with his family because of a recent deal they had made with the Marzon family, another upper-class family of great wealth, that their oldest son was to be married to Earl Winsly's oldest granddaughter. They were just on their way to introduce themselves to the Marzon's when an untimely bandit attack took place. Normally, bandits were prone to simply take money and leave. However, these bandits--likely because they were in the mood to be crueler than usual--killed Earl's son, wife, and granddaughter. Earl was devastated. He cared little for their lives, but was very distraught by the fact he would now be unable to watch his granddaughter marry the Marzon family's son, and reap the rewards of money that family would pay them.
Earl walked and walked until he had reached the closest possible town, a poor town which went by the name of Little Oak. Upon entering he saw that most daily activity in the town was wrapping up for the day. Vendors selling fruit and vegetables were packing up, the blacksmith shop owner had just hung his closed sign, and the farmers were herding their animals back into their dwellings. Earl sighed. He would have to find his way to an Inn for the night if he was strong enough to make it there. He was so weak from not eating all day that he felt as if he were about to pass out.
He was grumpy though, and too frustrated at first to pass out. He was still dwelling over all the money he would be missing out on. "There has to be a way," he grumbled to himself, hitting the ground a little harder with his cane after every passing step. The determination he had caused his mind to race, and eventually an idea sprung to mind. What if... he could pretend his granddaughter was still alive? He didn't need to find people to replace her parents who died, he could just tell the Marzon family that they had gotten tied up with work and asked him to bring their daughter. All he needed to do was find a girl, one easily manipulated like one who was poor or had a sick relative, and promise to help her family if she agreed to pretend she was a noble and marry into the Marzon family. Earl liked the idea. All he had to do was find a girl that resembled her.
With these thoughts in mind, Earl continued to walk, but started to grow weaker. He made it to the front of a building--which could have either been an Inn or not have--and collapsed on the doorstep, actually fainting. The emblem of his family was clearly visible on the top of his cane which fell next to him, so anyone who found him would most likely be able to recognize him immediately.
(( @LittleDreamerOfSorts ))
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