STATUS: Looking for the perfect partner.
Before reading this, imagine a medieval world. Yes, it will be that kind of role play. It involves dragons, many dragons and fair maidens in distress. As you read the story written below, you’ll notice that it is more of a solid foundation and that we will need to continue nurturing it with our own ideas and suggestions. I already have a couple of proposals of how the story shall take a more interesting turn and I would love to brainstorm with my partner. Anyways, if I haven't bored you with this brief intro then read on!
The Plot
Dragons are real, yet withdrawn from the world of Arundil. Few still believe their existence and a young, abandoned girl coming from nothing bets everything she has to see if there is still some truth to the ancient rumors and ventures to mount Memnon, famous for hosting a brotherhood committed to the dragons. Little is known about them though, and the road is unpaved toward the peak, but after months climbing the highest mountain in the realm she finally falls on her knees before the large gates of the sanctuary. She finds truth in the old, dying rumors and she is the first mortal in hundreds of years that have managed to make the dangerous climb. The ordeal has taken its toll on her and she slowly recuperate under the gentle care of the dragon priests, before she makes the decision to stay and become one with the sanctuary inhabitants – dragons, elves, dwarfs and humans have all gathered there in the ancient castle. For years she studies the old language of dragons and the magic surrounding them; eventually earning herself the title of priestess after a decade of hard studies. Through those ten years she has not only found her home, but her dragon. A ebony scaled, untamed beast with golden glowing veins, that she connects with on the most deep and intimate of levels. They bind their souls together, the dragon offering her immortality and is in return rewarded with the ability to take on a human form whenever desired. However, the human form is very different in appearance.
Soon they fall in love and spend a glorious five hundred years together until the priestess has finally gotten enough. Her desire for another family than the one she already has has grown to control her life and she decides to leave the sanctuary and to venture back to the world of the living. The dragon is reluctant to see her leave everything behind and cannot fully understand her natural drift of wanting a family, and they end up arguing to such a hefty degree that they part ways as foes. Their soul connection is still there and will remain until death does them apart – which is when the dragon is slayed.
The priestess leave the dragon sanctuary on top of the mountain and travels to the capital of the realm where she quickly finds the husband of her dreams and starts to live the normal life she had so desperately desired. Abandoned, yet still connected in life to his female rider the dragon takes refuge not far from the capital itself. A dragon that hasn’t been seen for centuries beyond the Memnon Mountain and the mere sight of one is enough for the people in the capital to be struck by terror. A large deployment of city guards is dispatched on the King’s personal orders and the search is ongoing for weeks as they do their thorough pursuit, combing through the ancient forests and sailing the bay around the city to find the beast.
Months pass without any kind of observation of the alleged dragon. Several farmers declare their cattle eaten by the beast, but the King dismiss any claims and blame rustlers instead to calm the people. The former dragon priestess wonders for some time if it were her dragon roaming outside the capital walls, but is determined to stay put in the life she had created for herself her. After all, she’s soon to have the baby she always wanted.
Sometime after that, in a small village north of the capital, beyond the deep bay, a girl is running for her life. Mad rebels from the East have claimed the settlement theirs in the search for resources and considers the fleeing girl to be one of many trophies. She is chased far into the deep forest by men on horseback, laughing at what they think is a fruitless attempt of escape. Mercilessly, one of the men smacks her on her back with the flat side of his sword, causing her to fall forward over what she believes is a thick log. Her loud screams and their effervescent laughter is enough to wake the beast beside, as she has tripped over the dragon’s long, spikey tail. The sound of multiple branches snapping is enough to silence the humans and as they look back they find themselves facing the sulfur smelling jaws of the dragon. Within moments they are nothing more than meat scraps scattered among the large trees and dangling in the lush canopies.
Cold, bloodied and with a broken leg the girl cannot do anything to change the outcome of what she believes is a certain death. She looks up at the enormous beast, scared and awaits the killing bite or breath of fire that would roast her alive. Instead she looks up at the dragon that slowly loses the golden glow in its obvious veins and pulverizes into fine, golden dust that the wind is meant to carry. Acting on instinct rather than thought, the grabs a handful of shimmering dust before it gets taken away by the sudden rough wind and is left for a good hour at the bloody slaughter scene. Clenching the handful of dust toward her chest, shaking like a leaf in an autumn storm she is finally found by some survivors from her village.
Her story is enough to arouse the dragon hunt again and through her recovery she thinks often about the ancient creature and the entire incident. The golden dust she had taken from the deteriorated dragon is something that she always carries with her in a small, lilac pouch. Her mother, the only survivor from the attack almost deems her daughter crazy and tries to steal the golden dust more than once to cover up the medical expenses.
Months later, winter is coming in storm steps and the young; village girl is up and walking yet again, collecting firewood for the oncoming night. She hasn’t ventured far from the mellow home and the sound of several branches snapping brings her from the trench mark of deep thoughts and as she looks up, she finds the dragon standing at the tree line, watching her.
What I want:
- Someone to play either the dragon or girl in the village, feel free to pick whoever you fancy.
- Someone that can reply at least a couple of times a week and will keep this alive and on-going since it is meant to be a long-term project.
- Someone that can give me quality over quantity. I tend to give back what I get and hell, I love long, detailed posts. Good grammar is a must, but I understand the occasional mistake.
- Someone that is not afraid of gore, violence and intimate scenes. I’d like you to be 18 years old or older.
- Someone that is fine if we place this RP over either E-mail or Google Docs. I just don’t do roleplays over PMs or IMs, sorry.
A lot of focus will be placed in the relationship between the dragon and the village girl, therefor it might not be so action filled as you’d expect in the beginning. Their relationship and the emotions that shape it will be two important aspects through the story as the characters grow. As for the dragon's appearance in human form, I have a inspirational picture right here.
If interested..
…send me a PM with the title -- The Dragon & the Village Girl – and tell me a little about yourself, attack me with any questions you might have and send me a couple of writing samples that reflects the average post. The latter objective is the most important one and I’ll of course do the same.
Cheers,
Descendro
Before reading this, imagine a medieval world. Yes, it will be that kind of role play. It involves dragons, many dragons and fair maidens in distress. As you read the story written below, you’ll notice that it is more of a solid foundation and that we will need to continue nurturing it with our own ideas and suggestions. I already have a couple of proposals of how the story shall take a more interesting turn and I would love to brainstorm with my partner. Anyways, if I haven't bored you with this brief intro then read on!
The Plot
Dragons are real, yet withdrawn from the world of Arundil. Few still believe their existence and a young, abandoned girl coming from nothing bets everything she has to see if there is still some truth to the ancient rumors and ventures to mount Memnon, famous for hosting a brotherhood committed to the dragons. Little is known about them though, and the road is unpaved toward the peak, but after months climbing the highest mountain in the realm she finally falls on her knees before the large gates of the sanctuary. She finds truth in the old, dying rumors and she is the first mortal in hundreds of years that have managed to make the dangerous climb. The ordeal has taken its toll on her and she slowly recuperate under the gentle care of the dragon priests, before she makes the decision to stay and become one with the sanctuary inhabitants – dragons, elves, dwarfs and humans have all gathered there in the ancient castle. For years she studies the old language of dragons and the magic surrounding them; eventually earning herself the title of priestess after a decade of hard studies. Through those ten years she has not only found her home, but her dragon. A ebony scaled, untamed beast with golden glowing veins, that she connects with on the most deep and intimate of levels. They bind their souls together, the dragon offering her immortality and is in return rewarded with the ability to take on a human form whenever desired. However, the human form is very different in appearance.
Soon they fall in love and spend a glorious five hundred years together until the priestess has finally gotten enough. Her desire for another family than the one she already has has grown to control her life and she decides to leave the sanctuary and to venture back to the world of the living. The dragon is reluctant to see her leave everything behind and cannot fully understand her natural drift of wanting a family, and they end up arguing to such a hefty degree that they part ways as foes. Their soul connection is still there and will remain until death does them apart – which is when the dragon is slayed.
The priestess leave the dragon sanctuary on top of the mountain and travels to the capital of the realm where she quickly finds the husband of her dreams and starts to live the normal life she had so desperately desired. Abandoned, yet still connected in life to his female rider the dragon takes refuge not far from the capital itself. A dragon that hasn’t been seen for centuries beyond the Memnon Mountain and the mere sight of one is enough for the people in the capital to be struck by terror. A large deployment of city guards is dispatched on the King’s personal orders and the search is ongoing for weeks as they do their thorough pursuit, combing through the ancient forests and sailing the bay around the city to find the beast.
Months pass without any kind of observation of the alleged dragon. Several farmers declare their cattle eaten by the beast, but the King dismiss any claims and blame rustlers instead to calm the people. The former dragon priestess wonders for some time if it were her dragon roaming outside the capital walls, but is determined to stay put in the life she had created for herself her. After all, she’s soon to have the baby she always wanted.
Sometime after that, in a small village north of the capital, beyond the deep bay, a girl is running for her life. Mad rebels from the East have claimed the settlement theirs in the search for resources and considers the fleeing girl to be one of many trophies. She is chased far into the deep forest by men on horseback, laughing at what they think is a fruitless attempt of escape. Mercilessly, one of the men smacks her on her back with the flat side of his sword, causing her to fall forward over what she believes is a thick log. Her loud screams and their effervescent laughter is enough to wake the beast beside, as she has tripped over the dragon’s long, spikey tail. The sound of multiple branches snapping is enough to silence the humans and as they look back they find themselves facing the sulfur smelling jaws of the dragon. Within moments they are nothing more than meat scraps scattered among the large trees and dangling in the lush canopies.
Cold, bloodied and with a broken leg the girl cannot do anything to change the outcome of what she believes is a certain death. She looks up at the enormous beast, scared and awaits the killing bite or breath of fire that would roast her alive. Instead she looks up at the dragon that slowly loses the golden glow in its obvious veins and pulverizes into fine, golden dust that the wind is meant to carry. Acting on instinct rather than thought, the grabs a handful of shimmering dust before it gets taken away by the sudden rough wind and is left for a good hour at the bloody slaughter scene. Clenching the handful of dust toward her chest, shaking like a leaf in an autumn storm she is finally found by some survivors from her village.
Her story is enough to arouse the dragon hunt again and through her recovery she thinks often about the ancient creature and the entire incident. The golden dust she had taken from the deteriorated dragon is something that she always carries with her in a small, lilac pouch. Her mother, the only survivor from the attack almost deems her daughter crazy and tries to steal the golden dust more than once to cover up the medical expenses.
Months later, winter is coming in storm steps and the young; village girl is up and walking yet again, collecting firewood for the oncoming night. She hasn’t ventured far from the mellow home and the sound of several branches snapping brings her from the trench mark of deep thoughts and as she looks up, she finds the dragon standing at the tree line, watching her.
What I want:
- Someone to play either the dragon or girl in the village, feel free to pick whoever you fancy.
- Someone that can reply at least a couple of times a week and will keep this alive and on-going since it is meant to be a long-term project.
- Someone that can give me quality over quantity. I tend to give back what I get and hell, I love long, detailed posts. Good grammar is a must, but I understand the occasional mistake.
- Someone that is not afraid of gore, violence and intimate scenes. I’d like you to be 18 years old or older.
- Someone that is fine if we place this RP over either E-mail or Google Docs. I just don’t do roleplays over PMs or IMs, sorry.
A lot of focus will be placed in the relationship between the dragon and the village girl, therefor it might not be so action filled as you’d expect in the beginning. Their relationship and the emotions that shape it will be two important aspects through the story as the characters grow. As for the dragon's appearance in human form, I have a inspirational picture right here.
If interested..
…send me a PM with the title -- The Dragon & the Village Girl – and tell me a little about yourself, attack me with any questions you might have and send me a couple of writing samples that reflects the average post. The latter objective is the most important one and I’ll of course do the same.
Cheers,
Descendro