@ElderGod-yellowqueen
Am I all caught up on my rps so I'm making another one? Possibly. Also, I'm a little obsessed with the song Soldier, Poet, King by The Oh Hellos so I wanna do an rp loosely based on it.
The soldier. The soldier is the king's right hand man, the sword, the blade. All the king must do is give an order and the soldier follows it out. Whether it's fulfilling an execution or leading their army to war. The soldier does it all. The soldier is stoic and by the book. They don't play around. They are serious, fierce, and quite terrifying. Most people shy away from them. Just the sound of hearing the soldier approach has most people scattering.
The poet. The poet is a bard who has never taken things quite so seriously. Her whole purpose is to slew out lyrics that either make fun of something or someone, or a ballad to make someone seem more important than they actually are. She'll do just about anything for coin. When you're constantly on the road and have nowhere to call home, no money to your name, it's a little bit easier to degrade yourself in such a manner. It's not all so bad. With a voice like the angels, lords and ladies of all statues have invited her to sing at their homes, their parties, their events. It's good coin and good publicity.
The king. The king is doing everything in their power to hold this country together. It's falling apart at their hands. Trades failing, uprisings starting. The kingdom had been failing long before it had fallen into their hands, but the king is the one having to deal with the fallout. They are the one getting blamed for all of this, when really, they were just the unlucky one to inherit this failing kingdom. Even with the soldier at their side, every day their resolve weakens.
In an attempt to tie the lords and ladies of the country together, the king throws a banquet as a last resort. Men and women had traveled from all over the country to come feast with the king and hash out any issues and problems in their respective cities. Many of them had a bone to pick with the king. And many of them hated the king and would do anything to see them removed. The soldier would be glued to the king's side all night and day, until the lords and ladies had departed. The soldier didn't trust that one of them would attempt an assassination on the king.
The king knew of the risks and held the feast anyway. They needed the people to see that they were trying. They needed results to happen, not just endless bickering that would result in nothing accomplished. The first step would be to win over as many of lords and ladies visiting. And that started with a feast and entertainment.
The king had heard rumors of the poet's talents and hired her to come perform at their feast in front of all the lords. It was an honor for the poet to perform for the king, and invitation she really couldn't deny, even with her mixed views of the king. So she prepared for the feast.
Only it didn't quite go as planned, and a simple song ended up summoning a vengeful god and a quest for the soldier, the poet, and the king to fulfill, or else the kingdom would be thrown into ruin.
So do I have this completely hashed out? No I do not. I'll be making it up as we go. But it will be fun, I think, so you should give it a try.
The Soldier- @RhysTheFirebird
The Poet- me
The King- @phantomflame
Rating: like PG 18 for strong language and more graphic scenes, ish
Rules:
- be nice ooc obviously
- no god modding. Everyone can get hurt and I'll step in and injure you if I think it's too much
- please try to be active as much as possible. As this is a small group, it's hard to progress if someone isn't on often
- please write at least a paragraph but the more the merrier. It's hard to respond to such small responses