Fantasy Open Roleplay of Jeplin

[Deathkitten]

Who needs characters or planning? Just post here. Jump in and out as you like. Lore has the world in it, but we can make up other stuff on the fly.

Spoiler: Rules are as follows:

• Don't control other people.
• Don't assume hits connect.
• Follow RpN's rules.
• Don't be a dick.
• The idea is that you don't have to do much of anything to jump in. You don't have to make a character, you only have to read the world lore.
• Magic exists. Psychic exists. Ki exists. Advanced technology exists.
• Once you make up something, add it to the lore thread. It is then canon (as long as it's not dickish).

 

[Deathkitten]

Slow, deep breaths. The Kingdom of Aerusiumia... the capital of Afluen... they would be here another day, even if it felt like everyone was being an idiot. They were at war with five different nations, and yet some people felt like the best thing to do was flounder about worried and concerned with a royal wedding.

The instant she was alone, Aremia slammed her palms down on her desk. This sent a paper flying off and onto the floor, and she sighed, letting her head droop in defeat. For the moment, until Princess Thea was married off to that Prince Ollie from the Kingdom of Leigh, there would be no getting the King or his advisers focused. Aremia slumped back into her dark wood chair, the intricate grooves along the side of which were carved by the Elves themselves, and groaned. Her hands rubbed up and down her face as though she could rid herself of her irritation that way. No luck.

She was a proud Aerusiumite. She was a proud Romian! She was the Lead Legatus of their army!! But these people were going to make her age prematurely.

Suddenly, in the midst of her sulking, she heard a knock at the door.

(Open for interaction.)