The Kingdom of Oakswood (Medieval RP) Head Knight Open!

[melogo10]

(ya i really want to start)

[Moynea]

(No, let someone else make the king. We can start though. ;3)
Ella crept through the town. Dusk was falling, and this was typically when other thieves saw the cute little girl and decided she'd make a great punching bag. She held a small silver dagger in her hand, rusted and rough, but sharp as anything. SHe'd taken it form the carcass of an old house that had burned down.

Jacob was leading his horse into the stables, the forest dark and looming behind him.

[melogo10]

Natasha brushed her hair and smiled putting on blood red lipstick and her favorite dress "Sara wake up it's time to go and mess with the servants." she smiled.
Sara quickly got up and got ready putting on her favorite dress and blood red lipstick as well.
Tika woke up on the floor and quickly got dressed and began getting breakfast ready.
(umm i'm changing tikas cloths)

[PuddingShark]

Rose finally reached the town, her hood covering her face almost completely, though her sword shone where it was not covered by te heavy leather sheeth, was barely visible. Simon stood next to her, his tall frame barely visible in the twilight. He sighed, and Ro sucked in her breath in one short gasp. "Well, we're here." She said and walked towards the towns small entrance.

Esmeralda awoke loudly, and jumped up. She lit a candle, and, still in her fancy silk night-dress, journeyed out into the vast hall of the castle. "I wonder if Natasha and Sara are awake?" She thought aloud, and immediatly shushed herself. She might have woken up Edward, or perhaps a servant that had been awoken in the night aswell?

[melogo10]

Tika hurriedly kept working noticing the queen was now awake.
Sara lifted up her dress a little and so did Natasha just so it wouldn't touch the ground Natasha lit up a candle and began walking to the servants quarters.

[PuddingShark]

(idk what to post... just sent my math teacher an email about homework.)

[peppersdots]

Username: peppersdots
Name: Christine
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Rank: (King, Princess, Servant, etc.) Princess if possible please
Looks: (Please don't use a picture) somewhat tall, thin but strong. Has long gold-red hair that is always swept up into a neat bun.
Clothes: Usually a long rich gown of varrying colours, although her favourite of these is a blue silk gown with gold embroidery.
Personality: Strong and very hard-headed. Will obey no one but the King and the Queen even though the Queen is not her mother.
History: A child of the king, but not of the queen. Her mother was a duchess, highly regarded in the court. When she died, Christine was brought to court to help serve the Queen and to become a princess.
Kin: The King. The Duchess Arabella (dead)
Crush: None atm
Other: Thanks very much!

[free.]

Max.
He gently but rather firmly slapped the butt of one of the black freisian horses pulling his small, cramped cart. Walking alongside, he ran with them as they trotted faster, pulling hard. His manner was relaxed, as he was going to town to trade his wares and barder. Shaking his shaggy black hair, he easily bounded into the moving cart, taking up the rains to guide the horses around a bend. He had grown accostomed to living this way. And what was hard to most, was quite simple for Max.


Bella.
Her storm grey eyes sought out the window in her room. Dressed in a simple, plain lightweight red dress, she danced around the room in ballet flats, humming to herself. Later that day she would ask her father for a dance, to show him how she was improving. Though a bit of a tomboy, she was still mannerly and kind, and liked to please her father, the king. Life was good.

[blackbird.]

Nylad woke up in his usual shabby rags. He was poor but he had a huge smile on his face. Passers-by would look at him and think he was crazy because of this but he didn't care. He worked in the castle and, though he was a mere servant, it was a huge privilege to work there. He joined his fellow servants doing duties for the castle, the goofy grin still plastered on his face.

Matilda lay in her bed, reluctant to get up. She had the most wonderful dream the previous night and she wanted to go back to sleep and relive it. She had dreamt of flying on an eagle and looking at endless plains and forests. She could see animals on the ground beneath her and she so badly wanted to touch them and get out of this prison of a castle. She sighed before finally getting up and showering, changing into her usual pink dress.

[Moynea]

(Sorry, we already have three princess and one pending. ;3)
Jacob got up form his bed. The archer's slept with the knights, though they had rather less room. He quickly changed into his usual pale green shirt and jacket and slung his bow and quiver across his back.