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Welcome all. You have been invited to Princess Amara's coming of age ball. The princess has finally come of age to be married, and we welcome you all to join us in this glorious celebration. We hope you will enjoy the ball, and if you are lucky enough, you will be one that the princess chooses to be with, to rule the kingdom with. Those she turns away must leave by the following day. The others may stay for as long as they wish until she picks who she wants as her husband. The King~ ~~~~~ We thought that's how it would go anyway. The princess is now missing, a letter claiming she was kidnapped was found in her room. Now the king and queen are worried for their daughter. How could they find her when their kingdom was so large, and there was also the risk of her not being in their kingdom at all, but an idea struck. They would use the young men in their kingdoms, the possible suitors to find their daughter. Will they succed, or will she be gone forever. ~~~~ |
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RANKS~ King- PM me to claim Queen- Liana- Revenge ~~ Princess- Amara- saratank ~~ Prince(s)- PM me to claim, max of 3 (All older than Amara) Atticus- House of the Dragon Anubis- Nightwater ~~ Noblemen- Max of 8 Haythem- House of the Dragon ~~ Servants- Unlimited (Some will be working, others will attend as guests and take turns. I will make a list each new RP day as to who works and who "plays") Lain- saratank Ava- Sunmoon Talon- House of Dragon Sherlock- Nightwater Sandy- Revenge ~~~ Visitor Princes~ Max of 10 Erisdar- Lightning Chasers Aegir- Apache Alexander- Mystic Tarot Merilchon- (Dont know what to put for the symbol) Nazeen- #afeb21 ~~ Visitor Princesses- Max of 10 Fallon- Equinox Fareli- Egg Alora- Sunmoon ~~ Visitor Noblemen- Max of 20 ~~~~ Lead Kidnapper- PM to claim (needed) Fellow kidnappers- Max of 3 PM me to claim Hope- Lightning Chasers Matt- Revenge |
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Morning. It's the first day of the ball. Everyone should be starting to arrive, and nearly all should be there before the following evening. It's a cool sunny morning with a light fog in the kingdom that will fade before noon. |
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Amara looked out from her balcony, knowing that any moment the guests would arrive. She took a deep breath as she closed her eyes, getting nervous. She slowly opened them again before she made her way down to the Stables, hoping to get a small ride in with one of the stable equines. The unicorns were her favorite, but isn't that part of every girl's dream? Before she left her room she picked up Cobalt who has still been sleeping. "Come on. It's a nice day, and soon there will be quite a few people here" she said as she passed Arion's room, hearing him grumble about something before he closed his door. It was no secret him and Amara weren't close, but Amara never thought twice about it. |
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When Alexder wole the sun hadn't even began to rise. With a groan he sat up and looked around. Thankfully one of the servants had lit a couple of lamps and brought his breakfast up to his room "thank the heavens. They're such blessings." He prasied while clapping his hands together before digging into his food. After he ate Cross got up, dressed himself, packed his nice clothing and grabbed the dishes. On his way down to the stable to dropped off the plates into the sink and grabbed the food that had been packed for his next journey. Luckily this one wouldn't take as long as the others. "Prince! Prince!" Called out a servant amd immediately catching Cross' attention and putting him on guard. "What is Micheal?! What happened!?" He replied with a hand ready to draw his sword. The servant immediately slid to a stop holding his hands up as if to say 'i surrender' "Oh, nothing sire, it's just your blasted mutt wont let the others eat or let us near him. We really need your help." Cross sighed in relief and when he saw for his own eyes what was going on he failed at stopping his laughter. "My friend come on man. Let the other dogs eat, you wont be able to go with me if you fill your belly." Vallen quickly dropped the food he had his mouth and ran over to Cross with his tail wagging. "Sire, I dont know how you managed to tame that creature, but it would be helpful if he listened to us as well" the servant spoke while rubbing his temples. "Micheal, he'll listen once you earn it. You're nee to the hounds and they dont respect you yet. That's why you're on feeding and morning run duty. One on one time and feeding them will earn their trust. Give it time my friend." Alex said while laying his hand on Micheal's shoulder before walking towards the stable where the prettiest creature he'd ever seen stood there ready to go. Her coat had been freashly groomed and the braids in her mane amd tail undone. "Good morning love, what do you say we get a move on?" Mila tossed her head up and gave a little dance to show she was ready go, and with that Alex mounted up and the trio set off. |
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Anubis groaned as he turned in his bed to keep the sun from shining in his eyes. After laying there for a moment, the male groaned and got himself up when he realized today. He ran a hand through his hair well, at least tried to before he ran into knots; groaning, the male got out of bed before walking to his private bathroom to shower and do his other business. Once Anubis did that, the male walked out of the bathroom and frowned when he saw his best friend sherlock holding a plate filled with fruit. "Is there a reason why you're up this early, Anubis?" the female servant asked. All the male did was shrug his shoulder before grabbing a piece of fruit off the tray. He couldn't help but smile as his friend playfully glared at him for his silence which was common around the castle for the male didn't tend to speak much, which would get him overlooked. Anubis sat at his vanity and began brushing out his hair that had seemed to grow longer as days passed. Even though the male had a servant, he never could get past someone doing things for him when he could do them himself. Putting s couple of braids in the front of his head, and the male left two braids to stay down while the other got to put up into a half up half down style. Looking into the mirror with a nod, the male then turned to his friend and gave her a quiet "morning" since he finally realized he hadn't said anything to her yet, which got a chuckle out of the girl who just shook her head and fed her friend companion who happened to be still sleeping next to their owners' bed. |
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Atticus He held a warm brew of tea in one hand and an old scroll in the other. His eyes were tired and held the obvious signs of a sleepless night, yet other than his eyes everything about him seemed alert and ready for anything about to come his way. Prince Atticus was a quiet man, who enjoyed his reading but this was no matter of hobbies. This was a mission, one only an elder brother would undertake. In his hand was a scroll of all the Kingdom's and their various monarchs, Prince Atticus was scouting. 'Aegir Smith... Prince of the Storm Lord's of House Smith. Notorious for sailing and rumors of piracy... A Dastardly Rouge'. 'Alexander of the Guilded House of Cross... Born to one of the most wealthy families on the continent, yet also one of the harshest only second to 'A Belaerys in war-time', the bards say... Surely a man of the peasants'. '...And a good friend', he mentally muttered. Though now he was an enemy in this instance. 'Prince Erisdar... Known by many as the Song of Ice and Fire due to his duel magics. Powerful. Dangerous. Luckily his power was uncontrolled...'. 'Prince Merlichon... Little is known of him due to his status, the last in line of over twelve. Rumors suggest he enjoys more eccentric parts of life. Whatever that is exactlyis unclear...'. 'Prince Nazeen... He holds little power but is known in the courts of his homeland for craftsmanship and intellect. Adored by the small folk'. "Five princes... And that doesn't even discount the princesses...", he growled to himself. Atticus was never one for confrontation but the matter of his dearest little sister's marriage was something else. It made him upset... He was the youngest brother of three, a third born prince who would surely never gain much power if things went well for his eldest brother, Arion. He was the one who was supposed to be protected by his elder brothers. All he was in the grand scheme of things was a pawn his father could use for an alliance, Atticus wasn't one to beat around the bush. He knew of the political games behind it all. His fist clenched slightly. But Amara, she gave him purpose. Finally, he could be the one to protect someone. The one who offered guidance. He wasn't a pawn to her, Atticus knew that. No, she was only his little sister, and he adored her for it. But with the potential of her marriage... Atticus sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He knew what this was about, another peg in a wheel of politics. Marry off a child, forge an alliance, stronger kingdom, future blood ties, forced loyalty... A whole slew of nonsense. Yet as much as Atticus was opposed to this, he couldn't outright deny it. His father's word was law, metaphorically and literally. His father as King had forced him to not take action against him in the matter, only to grin and bear it for the sake of bettering the family. Whilst he sold his sister away to the highest bidder. To say he was furious was an understatement, and the cloak and dagger of it all was salt on the wound. Stating that a ball would be held, surely its to allow nobles to try an court his sister. No, Amara was smart enough to see what this was... He was sure to guide her through court since day one with extreme vigilance. His frown deepened. Amara must be dreading the coming days. Rolling up his scroll, he left the library just as the light of the morning sun entered through windows as he strode down the halls. He had no particular direction, but he naturally seemed to begin drifting towards the rookery... His raven needed feeding. It was near the stables, maybe Amara would be nearby. She was quite fond of the place. Her and those horses, he'd never understand. Atticus was never much of a rider... Making a mental note to check for her as he went towards the court yard, he shook his head of his negative thoughts. His raven Vhagar could sense his negativity just as easily as a wind carries a chill. He spotted Amara, and smirked internally. Of course she was heading towards the stables, he quickened his pace before falling into step with her. "Good morning, sister", he said simply. His eyes holding a kind glimmer even if they were marred by his exhaustion. |
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Alora/Female/M: No one (WIP) . Alora slowly blinked. Staring at the ceiling of course, what else could she do? Sleep was out of the question, she couldn't become vulnerable to her fears. She then felt a sudden pang of remembrance, she was supposed to be somewhere, but where exactly was the question. It was somewhere fancy that was for sure. She then remembered and scrambled out of bed. She quickly brushed her hair and tied it up and put on a flowing gown along with some shoes. She stared at herself in the mirror and smiled. She then walked down the stairs and looked at the servant at the bottom of the steps. "Would you be a darling and fetch me some breakfast. Make sure it's portable though." She then rushed to her carriage and sat down while smiling to herself. . She had recived her food |
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Matt wakes up to the sound of swords clashing, once again another day goes by that they are practicing day in and day out. Matt roles over and tries to ingnore the clashing swords. He lays in his cot and close his eyes dreading what was coming the next few days. Surely he wouldnt be chosen to go. There were many people who could. But then he was singled out the day before, saying to get ready. No details followed, just get ready. Of course he would like to participate for once. But for the Princesse Amara's taking, he wasnt quite sure. |
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Hope parryed the other kidnapper's blade easily, ducking and weaving around him easily. She winced when the blade caught her shoulder, and she sent a minor electrical shock through the blades the next time they met, stunning her opponent, and while he was stunned, she pressed the blade against his throat, seeing his pulse quicken in his throat. They remained like that for a second, and she nodded. "Getting better. Can never practice for this too much, though." she said, and the man walked away to continue sparring with one of the others. Hope walked back to the center of the camp. She was the leader of this group, and as such she had to make sure this would go as planned, and that preferably there wouldn't be a whole lot of severe injuries. She noticed the one kidnapper who was still sleeping wake up and then roll back over, trying to ignore the clashing blades. She had sent the last kidnapper out to scout around, and he should be back by afternoon. She felt a familiar presence and reached out, stroking Nox's head, and the panther closed his violet eyes, letting out a rumbling purr as he lay down beside her. "You awake?" she asked the kidnapper, Matt, she believed his name was. Erisdar slowly woke up, and saw the faintest sliver of light coming in his window. He quickly got up and changed, then practically sprinted outside, to the stables, ignoring questions of where he was going this early. He walked into the stables, which smelled of equine, griffin, and hippogriff manure. He walked to a stall where a large black hippogriff was kept. "Hello, Obsidian." he said, stroking the large creature's beak. He brought him out of the stable after tacking him up, and mounted him. He flew up into the air, and Ignis, his phoenix who roosted outside, flew beside him. He sighed, leveling off, and leaning back. Ignis flew down and landed on his chest. He wondered what would be in store for him in the next few days. He might be getting married soon! If he was the one, anyway. He sighed, letting a small ice crystal form in the palm of his left hand, and a small fireball in his right. |
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