forum Lets make the best fantasy roleplay ever (open)

Started June 26, 2018 by @ElderGod-yellowqueen

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Dante stared out over the valley blanketed in thick fog, enjoying the cool wind that ripped through his black coat. Something was calling him beyond his isolation, a sense that things were not as they should be. He loved the land that he called home, not much favor for those who rule it, but something told them they were in need of his skills. He was prepared for whatever the wilderness had in store, having adventured in it before but he was going to get something in return for this quest…

(Okay)

Kathryn walked into the assassin's guild. Her hands were still covered in the blood of her victim, her knife not yet cleaned. She would have to clean it soon soothe blade wouldn't full. She walked to the office of her master and placed down a pendant that belonged to the now deceased man. "It is done?" He asked her. "Yes." Kat watched her master stand and creep around the desk, all while staring at her. "Good. There is rumor that something of the king and queen have lost something valuable. I want you to confirm and report back to me." Her eyes furrowed. "And how do you suggest I do that?" "You have your….connections with the Prince, use that." He tilted her head up and gently caressed her cheek. "Go now, and do not return until you know."

(May I join? I saw that you guys were planning a love triangle so if not thats fine but im also cool with my character not ending up with someone, basically im cool with anything lol)

(Of course you can join)

Name: Micheal (Goes by Mick)
Age: 17
Sexuality: Closeted homosexual
Personality: Quiet but not shy, curious, loves exploring things, kind of extremely clumsy, submissive, follower not a leader
Other: Can throw things with extreme accuracy, has an extreme fear of drowning and insomnia, is always wearing a hat, he's an orphan

Melanthea took careful aim, drawing back her bow. The deer in the woods was eating peacefully, unaware she was there. Unaware that the panther was there, sneaking up on him. Letting go of the string, the arrow flies through the air, sticking the panther right in the heart. Melanthea sighed in relief as the deer rushed off. The panther would make good money in the black market. "MEL!" Colette cried, rushing into the forest. The small nine-year-olds short light blue bob whipping her in the face, "Where are you?" Sighing, Melanthea jumped down from the tree she was in.
"I'm here." She calls to Colette. The fairy rushes into her arms, almost knocking her over. "What happened?" Melanthea asks.
"I may have set a small fire," Colette whispers. Melanthea sighed. Colette certainly was an odd fairy. She was supposed to be a water fairy, her entire family was, and there was a small teardrop under her left eye. But instead, Colette set fires, like fire fairies did, and had no idea how to summon water from her fingertips.

Dante strode through the gates in the capital city, ignoring the guard as his eyes followed the young mage. People watched as he strode down the high street, but no one spoke to him. The stall vendors seemed apprehensive to selling their wares to him, feeling the aura of power radiated and the cold stare in his eye. He wasn't here to stay for long…just enough to get what he wanted from the kingdom in return for the service he was going to offer…if he wasn't a citizen of this kingdom, he wouldn't bother with its troubles.

Grabbing the large panther, Melanthea drags it to the secret entrance of the black market. Colette waited outside grumpily, Melanthea not allowing her to come in. "Hey, Mel!" Todrick calls, "I heard a warlock entered the city today. That's kinda like you, right?" Melanthea scoffed.
"Warlocks are nothing like me. They are male, for one, and I'm a green witch. Certain magic only, remember?"
"Oh, yeah." Todrick says softly, "Still, any warlock that enters the city ends up down here, maybe you'll bump into him."
"Like I would care." Melanthea rolls her eyes.

Kat knew all the entrances and secret openings into the palace. Each time she snuck, she made sure to use a different one. Using the same entrance, she would surely get caught. She took the secret passages through the walls and under the floors. she paused a moment when she reached the king's meeting room, listening for anything worthwhile. It was nothing important, nothing that would affect her. she continued her way to the prince's room. She and the prince had a special relationship, one that pleased them both. She let her hair down and cleaned off the dust on her clothing. She sat back on his bed and waited for the prince to return to his room. It shouldn't be too long, she had sent him a message that she knew he received.

Mick walked through the streets looking at all the familiar sights as he passed. He had heard the king and queen were looking for volunteers to find something and he desperately wanted to go and get out of the kingdom but was indecisive about weather or not to join in as he assumed it was quite a dangerous quest if they wanted volunteers. He entered the shop that he'd found a job at and got to work, he had known the owner prior, Joe and he was almost like a father figure to him…well maybe more of a distant uncle sort of thing.

Melanthea quickly found a both that would trade for the panther. "What do you see that you like?" The man behind it asks.
"That's a nice looking knife," Melanthea says, gesturing to a dagger with a ruby at the tip of the handle.

The guards at the doors watched Dante approach, the only sound between them the soft thudding of Dante's staff and the wind.
"Stop right there," one of the them ordered, glaring at him. Dante kept walking. "I said stop!" They leveled their pikes and Dante stopped out of their reach. "What business have you here?"
"I have come to offer the power and skill of a sorcerer to your king and queen," he answered. "I can enter the easy way if you let me, but I will force my way in if need be…." There was a few seconds of tense silence before they backed away and allowed him to enter.

"Ehemm, Melanthea, you're late for work." Joe points out.
"Shit!" Mel grabs the dagger and rushes outside, giving Colette a quick kiss on the forehead before heading to the place.
"Hey, watch out today, Melanthea." One of the guards at the front gate warns her, "Some crazy warlock came in earlier. Melanthea scoffs.
"I can take care of a silly old warlock, IF he stands in my way." She says firmly. Without another word, she heads inside.