Feigling

The New Empires

Lunamaria said
Kasai and Gryphs are totally elves! Have you seen their pictures??

Hey, now! I said that they look like elves, but aren't related!

Peace Keeper said
I have.
For your knowledge: I have read all the NS's

So has he, most likely. People forget things, have to go back and refresh their memory.

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay

Yes, as far as I'm aware.

Sorry about the delay. IRL issues. Buying a new computer today, though, zoo in three to five days time I should be able to post a lot quicker

The New Empires

Peace Keeper said
Luna just called Mundir a 'Miss'.

She was talking to Imperia.

The New Empires

"My name? Um... Luna, Luna Aerin. I'm from Torin. It's good to finally meet you, my Lord" Luna, having recovered slightly from her mishap, shot a brief smile and extended her hand towards the Gu'Shedal. It was nice to meet someone who didn't care how ditzy or scatterbrained she was. Everyone she knew, bar Father Bitter-Root, always took the mick out of her for being a klutz. Her mother always said that it was a good thing she had a pretty face, because otherwise she'd have nothing. Corvus disagreed, saying she had a nice voice and a bubbly personality, but that she should avoid doing anything practical. Lanius was the cruellest, saying if she wasn't the daughter of his employer, he would pay no heed to such a fool. Even her servants used to make fun of her, telling her to watch her step on even ground or asking if she was really sure she should be wearing heels - usually, right before she tumbled over.

The other girl wasn't quite so forgiving. She looked angry - way too angry to just be mad at her. From the dirty looks she was receiving, it was as though she had personally insulted Mundir by daring to be in his presence.

"I didn't mean any offence, miss! I just wasn't looking where I was going, I swear!" Luna went from being calm to panicking in an instant. Had she done something horrible and taboo, like touch the Gu'Shedal without permission? "I-it, won't happen again, I promise!"

The New Empires

Peace Keeper said
Smoke bombs were avalible, as was the byzantium flamethrower.

I'm fine with them - they have checks and counters. You pull out a flamethrower and you can't do squit to stone. You throw a smoke bomb and you're blind too.

The New Empires

Cohors said
Just a question, on what period of time does this roleplay take? Obviously it should have its own timeline, but what technological era should it be? Ancient, Medieval? Modern? Forgive me if it's on the main post and I haven't seen it.

As above. No gunpowder or magic, nor flying (sorry). The era is 'Middle Ages' - basically, late Roman to Crusades.

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay

"A good analysis, lass, but I have to disagree with one or two points. I'm not a perfectionist, I just like to do things honourably. Never stab a man in the back, give people chances to explain themselves, offer a fair challenge. I like doing things honourably and I'd prefer if my foes and allies did the same. Once you break the rules of engagement, you have no honour and thus are not a worthy foe, or my ally. And I don't normally talk this much - it's just I'm used to training novices and recruits. You, my dear girl, have the potential to do well, so my inner 'drill sergeant' is surfacing. You should take that as a compliment."

"But you are right. There is pain in my past. Lot's of death, lots of blood and a betrayal that I still can't quite figure out the motive for. I was trained to survive, then I was trained to fight. I've been through tough scrapes, hard battles. But I don't think I've ever done something I should be ashamed of. Don't get me wrong, if I could change the past, there are hundreds of alterations I'd love to make, but frankly, at the time there was nothing I could do. Perhaps, you and I are kindred souls. Maybe we were destined to meet."

"I'm not entirely sure I understand the question. Looking back, most people would say I had a crap childhood. I never knew my mum or dad, just my brother. I lived on the streets, scavenged and stole to survive. But at the time, I thought it was the high life. I laughed at the nancy boys on their way to schools and tutors. I was much closer to my friends than any of them ever were. I knew, no matter what I did, at least someone would have my back. My story is one of a great many, each with their own minor alterations. I was just lucky I made the right decisions at the right time. I should really be dead by now. But I ain't, and for that, I'm thankful."

Corvus smiled, looking at the girl to his side. "Oh? Is that a challenge? That's a shame, miss, because whilst you haven't really seen my abilities and proficiencies, I have seen yours. Tell you what, when you get your blade back from whoever happens to be repairing it, I'll show you first-hand my fighting skills."

The New Empires

[Heh. If you hadn't put the note in, I'd have made the child Luna anyways, and then apologise to you for god modding. Fits in with my plans perfectly]

It was Luna's fault really. She had been that excited about actually being here, she had plain forgotten to look ahead of her. Presently, she was sitting on her arse, legs wide, knickers on display, her little blue dress doing next to nothing to cover her. It was at least a little embarrassing, especially since some of the more immature guests saw it fit to point at her and giggle.

But when she looked up and saw who she had bumped into, 'embarrassed' didn't even begin to describe it. She had been thinking all the way through the journey how she was going to talk to the Gu'Shedal, since her habit of saying a little too much had got her into trouble in the past before. She wanted to have an air of sophistication, like her mother, combined with the hawk-eyes of Corvus. Instead of grandly introducing herself, she instead barged right into him and gave him a ticket to the upskirt show, with her as a main attraction. Combined with the blunt, thudding pain that was slowly spreading through her rump, the situation could not have been less ideal.

"I-I'm so sorry, sir. I wasn't looking where I was going" Luna stammered, humiliated. She tried to rise to her feet without causing any further trouble and actually managed to do it. "I'm fine, thank you. I've had worse"

Smooth, Luna. Make it out as though falling on your backside is a regular occurrence, that's really classy.

Still, she at least tried to salvage some dignity "I should really pay more attention to where I'm going, shouldn't I?" She laughed a little, unsure of what to say or do. She took a sudden interest in a particular patch of floor, lowering her head so her host wouldn't see the two tomatoes that had replaced her cheeks. A little part of her was saying 'Go on, talk to him. Maybe you'll hit it off". Unfortunately, that was only a really small part of her, whilst the rest of her screamed 'Sit down, shut up and try not to get noticed any more'

"I hope I didn't hurt you or anything" Luna said, genuinely concerned. "I mean, not that I think I could hurt you, but..." When she was in a pit, she just kept digging. First she looked like a klutz, now she had inadvertently insinuated that the Gu'Shedal was weak. Only the heavens knew what she was going to say next. The safest option was to go.

"I should probably go, sir. I mean, you've got much more important things to do than stand here and talk to me. Please excuse me."

---

"Can you see Luna, Corvus?"

"Over there, on the stairwell."

Squint. "I can't see her."

"You don't see the fifteen year old Gryph with ginger hair and a knee-length, midnight-blue dress? Oh, no..."

"What do you mean, 'oh no'?"

"You'll never guess who she's just bumped in to. Literally."

"Don't tell me she's..."

"Yes, Empress. Her skirt's hitched up and all. I can see her underthings from here."

Pause

"That elf just gave you the dirtiest look."

"So she did."

"Corvus, please be careful with what you say."

"I'm more worried about what Luna's going to say to Mundir."

"She's a big girl. She can look after herself."

"No reason why I shouldn't keep an eye out for trouble. Remember last year, at Warren's ball?"

"That was an accident."

"Still happened."

"Ugh. Sometimes I regret keeping you around."

"Must be doing something right if you still wanted to drag me along."

"Corvus?"

"Yes, Ma'am?"

"Shut up."

"Right away, ma'am."

The New Empires

LancerDancer said
Sorry Feigling, I will get to your guys, but I had to take a quick detour first. Next post.

No worries. It's nice to just read the posts every once in a while without worrying about having to respond.

A Visual Poem- Stripes

Crikey. That is some dark stuff.

I'd like to take a moment to say, anyone who thinks the same way the girl depicted in this drawing, don't. Seriously, no matter how bad things get, you can tough it out. Whilst you live, there is a chance. You might think death or pain is the easy way out, but it has a deep impact on all around you. Take it from me, I goddamn know. Every drop of blood you take from yourself is a crime against nature. Suicidal and self-harming thoughts are not natural.

The red behind the text makes some words hard to read, but other than that, hat's off to you. Well done.