The Royal Family of Rochefort
King Ardias de Rochefort
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Princess Delia
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King Ardias de Rochefort
Queen Yolonda
Prince Martin
Princess Delia
Princess Elin
Prince Hauchefort
Nikalus Caelius
Cadence Vivace
Dorian Vivace
Ezeras Ekkenhart
Within the borders of the Kingdom of Ashkandi, it's always been relatively safe.
Outside? Well, there's a reason we're the last civilization of humans left.
There is a darkness, a plague that has held our world by the throat for as long as we can remember.
The legends of old never spoke of a golden age. I suppose now is our time of peace. The age of light that the history texts thousands of years from now will depict.
An age of light, a tiny, little mote that is only one moment away from being snuffed out forever.
The children are kept blissfully unaware. Fictional stories like "The Hero King," "The Radiant Hero," and "The Challengers of Fate" keep their heads in the clouds. At least it's sunny up there. The rest of us are trying to go about our days, pretending that there isn't an entire world filled with eldritch horrors waiting for us to exhaust our little cocoon of a kingdom.
With no gods to pray to, most of us have tried desperately to find some kind of hope. Some have declared it the end times, and even still others have tried to take the laws into their own hands, the damn brigands. The king's men do just about as good of a job as you'd expect keeping the land running as smoothly as a doomed humanity could run. There's no walls to patrol at the edge of the kingdoms, just a wasteland that we believe the creatures of the darkness have run dry in resource. Many years ago, the fighting along these lands was brutal. Now, we're content not exploring to see if they're still nearby.
I agree with the callers. I think it's only a matter of time. Just have to see how much Time hates us.
A tabletop 1x1 roleplay between @Powerpeon and @Light using true Fire Emblem game mechanics designed for roleplaying by @Light
Outside? Well, there's a reason we're the last civilization of humans left.
There is a darkness, a plague that has held our world by the throat for as long as we can remember.
The legends of old never spoke of a golden age. I suppose now is our time of peace. The age of light that the history texts thousands of years from now will depict.
An age of light, a tiny, little mote that is only one moment away from being snuffed out forever.
The children are kept blissfully unaware. Fictional stories like "The Hero King," "The Radiant Hero," and "The Challengers of Fate" keep their heads in the clouds. At least it's sunny up there. The rest of us are trying to go about our days, pretending that there isn't an entire world filled with eldritch horrors waiting for us to exhaust our little cocoon of a kingdom.
With no gods to pray to, most of us have tried desperately to find some kind of hope. Some have declared it the end times, and even still others have tried to take the laws into their own hands, the damn brigands. The king's men do just about as good of a job as you'd expect keeping the land running as smoothly as a doomed humanity could run. There's no walls to patrol at the edge of the kingdoms, just a wasteland that we believe the creatures of the darkness have run dry in resource. Many years ago, the fighting along these lands was brutal. Now, we're content not exploring to see if they're still nearby.
I agree with the callers. I think it's only a matter of time. Just have to see how much Time hates us.
Fire Emblem: The Motes of Light
A tabletop 1x1 roleplay between @Powerpeon and @Light using true Fire Emblem game mechanics designed for roleplaying by @Light
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You're up for Mikhail's duel.
You're up for Mikhail's duel.
The crunching of bone was more than audible to everyone watching the fight, as the assassin's back contorted in ways it shouldn't within Claude's grapple. With a mighty warcry, Claude torqued himself over backwards, pile-driving his opposition into the dirt.
Almost. Once again, the deft rogue escaped the brute's grasp as Claude flailed onto the grass, except that this time, the assassin reappeared only five feet away, hunched over on the grass. It was clear that the bear hug more than incapacitated the assassin, who had only used the very final bits of energy he had to escape what would otherwise have been a neck-snapper.
"Enough..." he called in between coughs of blood as he slumped onto the ground even more. "How could something so foolish-" hacking of his battered lungs interrupted him, and the magician guard stepped forward, placing his hand on the assassin.
"With equal foolhardiness. Stand," he commanded as a gold and white glow passed from his hand onto the back of the assassin. In only a short moment, Claude's sparring partner was on his feet again, brushing himself off. "You are alive by my choice. You would not have even had a chance to fight back if this were not an exam. Remember that," he spoke venomously towards Claude, his pride bruised almost as badly as his body was, as he and the magician turned and stood in line with the other royal guards.
Davos looked towards Claude, eyeing him up and down. His methods were... unorthodox. But he was indeed the victor of the first duel. When it came to the most proficient combatants in Jotenvarr, results was the only thing that mattered. As far as Davos was concerned, Claude provided results. He gave the mercenary an approving nod before turning his head towards the axe-fighter of the guards.
The heavily plated guard swung his great axe up onto his shoulder. This massive weapon seemed almost too heavy to use with two hands, and yet this man effortlessly maneuvered it with only one. Stepping forward, he eyed the remaining members of Trignita before meeting the gaze of their emerald lancer.
"You, there." he pointed to Mikhail. "I issue my challenge to you."
Almost. Once again, the deft rogue escaped the brute's grasp as Claude flailed onto the grass, except that this time, the assassin reappeared only five feet away, hunched over on the grass. It was clear that the bear hug more than incapacitated the assassin, who had only used the very final bits of energy he had to escape what would otherwise have been a neck-snapper.
"Enough..." he called in between coughs of blood as he slumped onto the ground even more. "How could something so foolish-" hacking of his battered lungs interrupted him, and the magician guard stepped forward, placing his hand on the assassin.
"With equal foolhardiness. Stand," he commanded as a gold and white glow passed from his hand onto the back of the assassin. In only a short moment, Claude's sparring partner was on his feet again, brushing himself off. "You are alive by my choice. You would not have even had a chance to fight back if this were not an exam. Remember that," he spoke venomously towards Claude, his pride bruised almost as badly as his body was, as he and the magician turned and stood in line with the other royal guards.
Davos looked towards Claude, eyeing him up and down. His methods were... unorthodox. But he was indeed the victor of the first duel. When it came to the most proficient combatants in Jotenvarr, results was the only thing that mattered. As far as Davos was concerned, Claude provided results. He gave the mercenary an approving nod before turning his head towards the axe-fighter of the guards.
The heavily plated guard swung his great axe up onto his shoulder. This massive weapon seemed almost too heavy to use with two hands, and yet this man effortlessly maneuvered it with only one. Stepping forward, he eyed the remaining members of Trignita before meeting the gaze of their emerald lancer.
"You, there." he pointed to Mikhail. "I issue my challenge to you."
Claude kept both eyes on the image at the right. Somehow, he taught that was the real one. Or if they were both real and Claude was just seeing the afterimages, well, that was cool too.
Yeah they're both him. The idea is that he's moving back and forth between the two places so fast that is looks like he's in both spots at the same time.
Can you open that icon and screenshot what that looks like?
Man this sucks. There was a bunch of people on the interest check but look what happened here. Bump looking for people I guess
@Shorticus
Actually with the three other people in this thread and one other person who sent me a pm, I'm actually full on this for now. Sorry..
Actually with the three other people in this thread and one other person who sent me a pm, I'm actually full on this for now. Sorry..
What carrier is it?
Now isn't this interesting? Count me in if you're still looking.
Sure! Sent you a PM.
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