[OOC] When the Flames Die

[ravenDivinity]

DrowsyPangolin said
Direct interaction is Sophia's middle name.

"The name's Sophia. Her Majesty, Sophia Direct Interaction Octavia, the young, princess of Lyok, great follower of the Great Serpent."

[DrowsyPangolin]

Thank you based Gareth.

[ravenDivinity]

Sightles, I am so, so sorry.

(TYBG LIVES ON)

[Sightles]

Thanks, Obama!

[ravenDivinity]

To be fair though, that happened to me like twice over the course of this roleplay.

[Sightles]

I'm just joking. Lol. I was wondering if you were gonna have Gareth show up, or not.

[ravenDivinity]

Haha, I'm really tempted to make him say: "Thomas, eye have a bone to pick with you."

[Sightles]

Lmao, I lost it. I'm pretty sure that that's enough justification for Thomas to draw his sword and fight Gareth.

[Epsir]

Hey Rae are you posting or waiting for more to happen at the table before going on?

[ravenDivinity]

Sorry, was doing something important. Computer was still open for said thing.

Edit: But after doing a quick read, I don't have anything worthy of a new post. All I could add at this point would be inner thoughts and character development, and that's just a load of filler.

[Sightles]

Alright. :D I'll post then.

[Epsir]

Okie dokie no problem I'll tell Sightles to go ahead then.

EDIT: Okay nevermind

[Sightles]

Are you gonna post now, RaeRae, or are you gonna let Epsir post, now?

[ravenDivinity]

Sightles said
Are you gonna post now, RaeRae, or are you gonna let Epsir post, now?

Already did it.

[DrowsyPangolin]

Hey Rae, do you wanna just have Gareth and Sophia head on towards her room? I don't know when Sightles will be back on, so I think it'd be safe for us to go ahead.

[ravenDivinity]

DrowsyPangolin said
Hey Rae, do you wanna just have Gareth and Sophia head on towards her room? I don't know when Sightles will be back on, so I think it'd be safe for us to go ahead.

I suppose we could...

[DrowsyPangolin]

Whichever you'd rather do.

[Sightles]

Hey, DP, the cells don't have iron bars. They're doors.

[MicahTheRogue]

Name: Prince Noah Ardian
Age: 15
Gender: Male

Race: Human

Appearance/Clothing:

Noah

Weapons: Due to an incident in Noah's past, his entire right arm was taken from the boy, leaving him unable to continue the heritage of the Ardian family by becoming a warrior-king.

Personality: Noah is a troublemaker, but he knows when to be courtly. With his father too sick to rule the kingdom, Noah often has to take charge, and make major desicisons. This is helped him with his maturity, but he often rather act like a 15 year-old, than a future king. Overall, however, Noah is a kind and gentle person.

History: Noah was born to a King far in the North part of Estovet. The kingdom is fairly small, boasting a population of only 800,000, but his family has ruled over the people of Cressen for nearly 2,000 years, a very old dynasty that takes pride in it's heritage. During his youth, while training with his uncle, Noah's arm was crippled horrendously, on complete accident of the uncle. Instead of keeping the corrupted appendage, Noah chose instead to have it removed. The family of Ardian was built upon the backs of it's proud warriors, and it seemingly hospitable landscape. Cressen covers most of the arctic north of Estovet, but only a small portion is populated by the civilized peoples, and it's land consists mainly of snowy fields, forested hills, and mountains. Despite this, the people of Cressen have prospered from this hardship. Warriors raised in Cressen are famed for traveling the world as sellswords, and fighting for other nations for profit. Despite the willingness of it's warriors to sell themselves to other nations for profit, Cressen itself is a extremely isolationist when it comes to dealing with other countries. Noah, being the only son of King Guymon Ardian, was sent to Keilaudrin to congratulate the king, although he had made it extremely late to the event.

[Epsir]

Accepted.