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A Tyrant's Undoing

@Dodi do 900@Cuccoruler@Shisa Accepted.

A Tyrant's Undoing

Tahra had waded onto the bank of the river, allowing the gentle current to wash off her mother's blood. She was recognizable enough as the Princess, she didn't need to carry around her mother's blood on her armor. She was washing the last vestiges of her mother's blood out of the crevices of her steel bracer when she heard Avad slog onto the shore beside the thief. She couldn't help but laugh, falling to her knees in the shallow water she threw her head back and laughed heartily. The situation she was in was absurd. Her mother had died in her arms only hours ago, she had escaped practically on accident from the palace dungeons to avoid her father's death sentence, even though it was he who had killed the Queen. Now, after having jumped out of a plate glass window into a river, she was with two men who probably had no idea the ramifications of what had just occurred. Whether they liked it or not, and even if they parted ways at this exact moment, they would be considered her allies and condemned to death just by association.

Tahra closed her eyes and lowered her head, still kneeling in the water. Softly murmuring a prayer to the elven God, Fenmarel Mestarine - the patron of solitude, scapegoats and outcasts. She had never had much reason to pray to him before but she hoped he would hear and answer her prayer now. "A acsa ilya na- vamme aut-. Emme maure imeána.”

Tahra’s eyes flashed open and immediately locked onto the mercenary who had been fishing. He looked dangerous but she was not entirely convinced he would be dangerous to them. Slowly, she stood, painfully aware that while she was wearing armor, she currently possessed no weapons.

“We did not mean to disturb your fishing, we will just be on our way. Tahra walked over to the thief and Avad, gently pulling both men to their feet. She whispered just loud enough for them to hear. “We cannot stay so close to the castle, we will be seen and recognized, and our daring escape will have been for naught. Any ideas I would be happy to listen to.”

Tahra’s Prayer

“Guide me to a safe path. We need sanctuary.”

A Tyrant's Undoing

@IncredibleBee Accepted. If one of the other players posts and gets out of the dungeon before you get a post up feel free to find any opening to introduce your character.

@Cuccoruler Can't wait for a character sheet :)

Fantasy RP Anyone?

BUMP! We could use some more female characters.

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@Tlstiffl I'd be interested in a WWII plot if you're still looking. Or possibly a medieval era RP. Should I PM you?

Time Travel RP

@Riley Tucker Awesome! I don't have a particular plot in mind beyond what's posted here. Any time period you're particularly interested in?

A Tyrant's Undoing

Click!

The lightning hit the cell and fried the lock. The door swung gently open. Tahra stared for a minute before becoming resolved. Her mother had given her life for hers, she could not sit here and wallow – for her mother and for her people, she had a duty to assume the throne. In order to do that she would have to live, being hanged in the morning was now off the table.

Tahra didn’t know who the silver haired man was but she suspected he was the notorious thief. Why he was attempting to rescue her, she had no idea, but she was not about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

“The guards will have heard the noise. I’m sorry but I must go. Come with if you like or stay; but, if the guards catch you they will assume you helped me escape.”

Tahra didn’t wait for an answer to her offer for them to follow her, instead she took off at an all-out sprint, pushing her arms out in front of her to protect her as she jumped through the plate glass window, plummeting to the river below.

Fantasy RP Anyone?

@Infamous Empath Awesome! The RP has already started but we aren't very far in at all. Can't wait to see your character, the link to the RP is at the bottom of my initial post.

Time Travel RP

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You joined HOUR, an organization dedicated to the preservation of history. Time travel was invented in 1908 and HOUR was founded shortly thereafter. HOUR is an organization that answers to no government, they police themselves due to the nature of their work. More often than not, time travel is used for nefarious purposes. HOUR agents are sent back in time to undue any misuse of time travel technology. You have just been promoted to Team Alpha, which means you get to work with Legendary Field Agent Chris Parker. He fought hard to be allowed to work solo after his last partner was killed on the job. He’s just coming back from a mandated six month leave of absence.

Christopher J. Parker

I’m looking for this to be a romance MxF RP. I prefer to play via PM instead of in a thread. If interested please PM or mention me here.

A Tyrant's Undoing

The magic does not have to be elvish, I was just curious as to what it said :)@Lemons