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Happy to announce I have finally added pictures for each race/kingdom!
@mercenarius@sly13 Agreed, since it’s in a hider it doesn’t really bother me. Looks fine !
@sly13Okay cool, take your time!
@mercenariusI added in a map of the world and what it would look like, the darker sections can be the water. I added a little description too.
@mercenariusYou guys can pretty much contort and shape the area around them to fit your story. While water is sparse in earth, there definitely could be a seaport but to fit the story the water could be incredibly toxic or tainted so it is unusable besides sailing wise.
Posted the 0th post in the IC, it's just a simple description of events before the festival. Just something to base your writing off of scenery wise! RP will begin once we gather a few more major characters! Also added in a picture of what the earth looks like after the fire.
0th post is up in the IC! It is just a short, simple description of Exodus preparing for the festival. When we actually get to the RP you do NOT have to begin with already arriving at Exodus, you too can describe your characters preparation's for the festival. We just new a few more major characters like kings and queens (or Mother and Father in Luthra's case) so we can properly begin.
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Kingdom walls rise out of darkness, out of the silent charcoal curtain that is night. The sky lights up the color of a summer peach, swallowing the skies dazzling freckles. A musical chaos would erupt throughout the Kingdom of Exodus, people bustling to prepare for the festivities to come. The streets of Exodus would be lined with decor, beautifully crafted lanterns hung to light the way when night would fall. Draped across balconies and over rails, were hefty silk banners, intricate designs sewn into the sleek material, the Kingdom's seal placed proudly on each and every one.
Guards and warriors would be found applying special armor, polished, never before touched, with elegant line work etched into every set. The citizens would work vigorously to ready themselves, pulling their finest jewelry and attire from their wardrobes. Bathing in multiple different baths for the upcoming event. Most would begin with a cream soak, the milk giving the skin a soft, supple appearance. The second bath would be that of blood, most of the wealthier citizens keeping a routinely stocked supply of the crimson liquid. Something the Freyja race was notorious for. The last bath consisted of any oil of their choosing, this left a desired aroma to waft from the skin.
Dozens of guestrooms in a wing separate from the King and Queen, would be tended to, bedding stripped and replaced with elegant duvet's embellished with the Kingdom's seal. These guestrooms would house the mass of incoming festival attendee's, a maid assigned to each.
Dinner and the main event would be held in the courtyard, large willow tree's, hedges with dazzling flowers intertwining with the leaves, and more of the previous decor would be found surrounding the large courtyard. Tables, would be set up, hand crafted from mahogany, hefty and strong, to be lined with banners similar to the ones that could be found draped throughout the Kingdom. At the base of the courtyard were four thrones, crafted from the same mahogany wood to match the tables. One for the Queen, the King, the Princess, and the Prince.
It was all coming together, the place was rich with color, not an inch lacking substance. The prior bustle, ebbing to a slow slumber, musical silence cascading across the Kingdom like a blanket. The finishing touches would be applied until the Kingdom was fully assembled for the event. A familiar freckled shadow would shyly sneak across a purple hued sky, the last of the suns brightly lit rays cosseted by a darkening sky. Night would arrive, the previous calm silence would be interrupted by the sudden uproar of music, a live band emitting the sweet rhythm that danced and twirled about the streets. Lanterns shown brightly, fire licking at the air, bringing the Kingdom out of the darkness and back to life. The large gates constructed at the entrance of Exodus would heave open, sweet smells of freshly prepared food, wild flowers, and a mix of essential oils would spill from the Kingdom, offering a welcoming warmth to those who awaited it.
Guards and warriors would be found applying special armor, polished, never before touched, with elegant line work etched into every set. The citizens would work vigorously to ready themselves, pulling their finest jewelry and attire from their wardrobes. Bathing in multiple different baths for the upcoming event. Most would begin with a cream soak, the milk giving the skin a soft, supple appearance. The second bath would be that of blood, most of the wealthier citizens keeping a routinely stocked supply of the crimson liquid. Something the Freyja race was notorious for. The last bath consisted of any oil of their choosing, this left a desired aroma to waft from the skin.
Dozens of guestrooms in a wing separate from the King and Queen, would be tended to, bedding stripped and replaced with elegant duvet's embellished with the Kingdom's seal. These guestrooms would house the mass of incoming festival attendee's, a maid assigned to each.
Dinner and the main event would be held in the courtyard, large willow tree's, hedges with dazzling flowers intertwining with the leaves, and more of the previous decor would be found surrounding the large courtyard. Tables, would be set up, hand crafted from mahogany, hefty and strong, to be lined with banners similar to the ones that could be found draped throughout the Kingdom. At the base of the courtyard were four thrones, crafted from the same mahogany wood to match the tables. One for the Queen, the King, the Princess, and the Prince.
It was all coming together, the place was rich with color, not an inch lacking substance. The prior bustle, ebbing to a slow slumber, musical silence cascading across the Kingdom like a blanket. The finishing touches would be applied until the Kingdom was fully assembled for the event. A familiar freckled shadow would shyly sneak across a purple hued sky, the last of the suns brightly lit rays cosseted by a darkening sky. Night would arrive, the previous calm silence would be interrupted by the sudden uproar of music, a live band emitting the sweet rhythm that danced and twirled about the streets. Lanterns shown brightly, fire licking at the air, bringing the Kingdom out of the darkness and back to life. The large gates constructed at the entrance of Exodus would heave open, sweet smells of freshly prepared food, wild flowers, and a mix of essential oils would spill from the Kingdom, offering a welcoming warmth to those who awaited it.
Working on a 0th post for IC! It won't include my character or any specific character, just a good solid idea of what is happening so everyone can kind of feed off of that to begin.
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