Once Upon a Time - Medieval (open)

[Tianuki]

(@All --especially I am Confliction. and Deer -- I've decided to change Nick's age to 17. I remember I changed him to 15 because both Tristan and Nick were 16 at one point in the old roleplay but now that Tristan is 18, then it still makes sense for Nick to be a younger sibling that is 17 years old. so, just pretend that he was 17 all along. I'll edit his form but all the posts will remain as him being '15'.

Also, I am Confliction., I'm sorry if you're too busy but is it possible for you to post an approximate date and time? The Harvest Dance had been on October 6th at night and roleplay wise, our characters haven't actually progressed many days past it but yeah...)

[Edit: Also, I'm going to organise a list of active and inactive roleplayers. So shoot me a PM if you're still role playing on this in the next 2 or 3 days and then I think we may need to send some reminders out.]

[~lancey lance~]

Feyhladren Smith :: Knight :: Elyadon
Fey frowned as he watched the situation, he took the bowl of oatmeal from the maids hands, which were now a deep shade of pink from handling the hot stew. "Allow me to help you with that burn, miss." He said, already walking over to a bucket of well water. Fey dipped a finger in it, the water was still cold, and he beckoned for Maria to come over.

Maria Grace~Elyadon~ Maid
Maria followed Fey over to the water, her cheeks flushed with color. "I'm fine sir. You really need not coddle me." Maria insisted. This whole situation made her feel terribly awkward and she would rather return to work. She wasn't used to people taking care of her, she was the one that aided others. She noticed a commotion on the other side of the kitchen a desperetley wanted to flee over there and help with whatever work had be done but that would be terribly rude. The maid gingerly touched the cold water and felt a sense of relief wash over her.

[confliction]

(@All --especially I am Confliction. and Deer -- I've decided to change Nick's age to 17. I remember I changed him to 15 because both Tristan and Nick were 16 at one point in the old roleplay but now that Tristan is 18, then it still makes sense for Nick to be a younger sibling that is 17 years old. so, just pretend that he was 17 all along. I'll edit his form but all the posts will remain as him being '15'.

Also, I am Confliction., I'm sorry if you're too busy but is it possible for you to post an approximate date and time? The Harvest Dance had been on October 6th at night and roleplay wise, our characters haven't actually progressed many days past it but yeah...)

[Edit: Also, I'm going to organise a list of active and inactive roleplayers. So shoot me a PM if you're still role playing on this in the next 2 or 3 days and then I think we may need to send some reminders out.]

{ nick being 17 is fine with me. his maturity has basically set him at a higher age in my eyes anyway.

it was October 6th, the night of the dance. aiden had died early morning on October 7th, an hour or so after midnight. they had a conference hours later, on the same day. I believe it was the next morning that the royal offspring received the outcome of the conference. that means they must have spent most of October 7th sleeping, which would make sense since I doubt any of them had any sleep the night of the festival. so on October 8th, they got the first news of the decision. this makes the point and time that we are at in this roleplay October 8th, around 9:00 pm. It should also be a bit chilly and cloudy, with a slight breeze. }

[confliction]

Sᴇʀᴇɴᴀ Aʟɪᴄᴇ Jᴏɴᴇs ~~ Eʟᴅᴇsᴛ Pʀɪɴᴄᴇss ᴏғ Eʟʏᴀᴅᴏɴ
Serena felt Kaleb was calming down a bit, and was relieved about that. Of course she had also felt annoyed, knowing their engagement had to be announced, so the court could clap and be all exited. She had been through it before, when she was engaged to Zerrick, but then they both weren't happy about it. This time she would be. She would be the happiest woman in the kingdom.

As she entered the kitchen, she noticed the servants staring at her and KC. She turned her bruised cheek away from their sight, hearing the servants whisper about them being here. It was such a difference compared to the Elyadon kitchen. Serena came there often, to help servants preparing things or to get some left overs of the giant dinner they had, and hadn't been touched, so she could give them to the poorer people in the city. All in secret, of course. If anyone found out she would probably get a lecture. But Serena couldn't help it. It wasn't like her to watch other people work themselves to death while she wasn't doing anything at all.

ＡＶＡＬＯＮ ♚ ＫＡＬＥＢ
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"I suppose yer here for some food as well, eh?" a beefy woman from one of the boiling stoves said, hands on her hips with an expression that matched a bulldog's. She spoke above the clamor of clanging pots and pans, stirring of this and that. Instead of waiting for a response, she doled out two bowls of some sort of stew. A younger woman passed them to the prince and princess, eyes respectfully towards the ground. Kaleb thanked her, took the bowl, and started to head out the kitchen.

[confliction]

Nickolas Nathaniel Jonathon Charles ~ Prince ~ Elyadon ~ Age 15

~Born when the first star appeared in the night sky,
This boy will never lie.
And no matter how they try,
This curse will not die.~

~But when he turns eighteen,
It has been foreseen,
That the curse will be lifted,
And he will be one of the gifted.~

The sweet melody of a violin continued to play and gradually grew louder as Nick continued down the corridor, in search of that mysterious creature or human who played it. Rounding a corner and entering what seemed to be a large chamber, he saw a ghostly figure of a man playing a violin, standing and staring into the wall, where a flame flickered inside. As the tune grew louder, the flame flickered stronger and when the tune became softer, the flame barely even flickered within the wall.

Nick took a step towards the man. The music stopped. The man turned around slowly. Nick's heart started beating quicker and quicker as more of the man's face was revealed. Aiden. His brother's face stared back at him, emotionless. The violin that Aiden had loved was situated in Aiden's hands, with the same ghostly appearance as Nick's brother. The silence grew louder, until it almost overwhelmed Nick. He took another step towards Aiden.

"Brother..." Nick said. That single word appeared to hang in the room. No one moved for a minute, and then both of them broke into a run towards each other. Aiden pulled Nick into a brotherly hug and warmth spread throughout Nick's body. He had thought that never again would he see Aiden, or be able to talk to him, that his brother would be gone forever, resting peacefully under the ground.

"Nick, it is, I must admit, quite nice to see you here," Aiden let go of Nick, "I must say a few things before you go, your time here is limited as it is impossible for the living to stay here. This is not hell, yet it is also not heaven. It's somewhere between the two, where souls of the dead go to if they need to speak to the living. This will perhaps, be the only time I can or will make contact with you or any of our siblings, as my business with the living world will be finished once I speak to you.

"I know I have been cold, reserved and serious to everyone when I was alive, with the one aim of doing what I believed was right. In some ways, I was alike to you all, but in others, I was quite different. I never did become the closest to you or any of our siblings and I have come to regret that. But, to see the rest of you Elyadon siblings tied with the strongest bonds a family can have, I know that I can leave the world peacefully. There will be hard times ahead Nick, that I won't hide from you, but be careful of who are your friends and enemies. Your gift will be a powerful one, once you turn eighteen, but for now you must trust no one. Friends and foes will be revealed the day your curse is lifted." Aiden stopped and placed his violin back on his shoulder, lifting his bow to gently draw it across the string.

"It's time for you to go. Disruption among the royal families has already started to occur and when you go back to the living, you will need to help to sort out everything. Be careful Nick and remember, trust no one." Aiden drew his bow along the string slowly and then picked up a quick, angry tune, attacking the violin with vigour. The walls started to shake and the fires within became bigger and rose higher. The brightness of the flames pierced Nick's vision until there was only brightness. "Good bye Aiden," whispered Nick, and then it went black.

Nick opened his eyes quickly and rolled his neck. He was slumped against a wooden table, seated on what seemed to be, one of the most uncomfortable stools he had ever been seated on his entire life. He glanced around the room and the short, troll-like man Cassia had called Ferston stood near the only door to the room. Nick stood up and turned towards Ferston. "I need to leave immediately for the Palace of Avalon."

((Back for around 6 days. Here's the post that I had started before I left and just never finished. Read through all 30 pages worth of posts... well, most of them and it seems that the role play has progressed quite a bit. And yes, the posts seem to have become shorter in some cases and remember that correct grammar and punctuation is always helpful. Thanks.))

Ferston
57 - "Protector" - Avalon

"Well ho there, lad. You can't simply get up and head outta here. You need to wait until the aftereffects of the potion wears off. Ya never know what those things might do to ya." Ferston turned and chugged down his ale. Watching the prince hadn't taken much out of the older man, but he was mighty bored. "Nasty effects, them." He looked up and glanced at Nick, examining his eyes. They didn't look too dilated, still clear. Huh, perhaps he's stronger than I took him for. "But if ya insist on travelin' towards yonder palace, towards yonder palace we shall ago. Yes, come." He stood from the table he had been seated at, stretching his aching legs. It hadn't been entirely smart of him to sit for hours straight. The troll-like man moved towards the edge of the room and picked up a crooked walking stick, nothing special in particular. He tugged a worn hood over his matted hair and grinned up at the prince. "I'm 'fraid we shall have to share a horse. T' ponies have all been 'aten, and them horses are too big for just meself. I'm sure we'll have a blast."

[Lady Luna]

Brennan Xane Frey

: Basics :

Name: Brennan Xane Frey
Nicknames: Brenn
Age (15-19): 17
Gender: Male
Rank: Knight
Kingdom: Avalon
Birthday: August 12th

: Love Life :
Relationship Status: Single
Crush: None
Sexuality: Straight

: You :
Personality: Basically, Brennan has a stick up his butt. He does whatever a knight should do, and that's it. No goofing off, no sleeping, drinking, or gambling on the job. He stays true to what I knight should be and protects the weak, enforces the law, and makes sure that the royal family of Avalon is safe at all times. On the rare chance that he does have off time, he'll spend it sharpening his sword or cleaning his armor. If that's already done, he may join his fellow knights in a drink or a game, loosening up and having fun before he goes back to being a stick-up-the-butt knight again.
History: Brennan was the only son of Lord and Lady Frey. He had two sisters, Shea and Lillia, who he left behind with his parents when he went to pursue his knighthood. He trained hard to ensure himself a place as a knight in the castle, and has never regretted that decision. He learned to excel with a sword and be fairly able to handle a crossbow and throw spears and daggers.
Other: His horse is a dark bay stallion with black legs, nose, mane and tail with a white star on it's forehead. He calls it Jack.

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Raleigh Quinn Altara

: Basics :

Name: Raleigh [Ray-lea] Quinn Altara
Nicknames: Leigh [Pronounced - Lea]
Age (15-19): 16
Gender: Female
Rank: Stable Hand
Kingdom: Elyadon
Birthday: June 1st

: Love Life :
Relationship Status: Single
Crush: Prince Nickolas Charles
Sexuality: Straight

: You :
Personality: Raleigh is willful, stubborn and hard to deal with. When she's not around royalty, that is. Around the royals, she'll curtsy and say 'Your Grace', while rolling her eyes at their backs. She doesn't like to be bossed around, though it's inevitable working in the castle. When she gets the chance, she'll saddle up one of the horses and take it out for a ride just to say she rode a prince's horse. She takes good care of the horses though, making sure they're all brushed out and well fed, that their bedding has been changed and they have a blanket if they need it.
History: Raleigh's father was a blacksmith and her mother a, well a whore. She grew up with her father because her mother had work to do, so she was raised by her aunt and her father. When she was old enough, they got her a place as a stable hand and sent her off. She gave up looking for her mother when she was 11, after looking in every place a woman like her mother might be.
Other: None

[Tianuki]

Ferston
57 - "Protector" - Avalon

"Well ho there, lad. You can't simply get up and head outta here. You need to wait until the aftereffects of the potion wears off. Ya never know what those things might do to ya." Ferston turned and chugged down his ale. Watching the prince hadn't taken much out of the older man, but he was mighty bored. "Nasty effects, them." He looked up and glanced at Nick, examining his eyes. They didn't look too dilated, still clear. Huh, perhaps he's stronger than I took him for. "But if ya insist on travelin' towards yonder palace, towards yonder palace we shall ago. Yes, come." He stood from the table he had been seated at, stretching his aching legs. It hadn't been entirely smart of him to sit for hours straight. The troll-like man moved towards the edge of the room and picked up a crooked walking stick, nothing special in particular. He tugged a worn hood over his matted hair and grinned up at the prince. "I'm 'fraid we shall have to share a horse. T' ponies have all been 'aten, and them horses are too big for just meself. I'm sure we'll have a blast."

Nickolas Nathaniel Jonathon Charles ~ Prince ~ Elyadon ~ Age 17

~Born when the first star appeared in the night sky,
This boy will never lie.
And no matter how they try,
This curse will not die.~

~But when he turns eighteen,
It has been foreseen,
That the curse will be lifted,
And he will be one of the gifted.~

Nick grinned. He took a step forward and wobbled, his head spinning suddenly. Grabbing onto the table he steadied himself. "I'm fine, don't worry." Nick straightened himself out and looked towards Ferston with determination. "Let's go, I have a feeling that there is much to be solved in the Palace of Avalon tonight." Nick took an old, scruffy cloak that laid crumpled on the table and threw it over himself. Pulling the hood over his head, his fringe falling over his eye, Nick looked over at the old man and nodded. He strode towards the door and unbolted it, the large wooden door creaking as he pushed it open. Leaving the circular room, Nick stepped out into the cold. Looking ahead a few yards, he could see an old horse tied to a tree, sleeping. Nick walked over there swiftly and patted the horse, waking it up. The horse seemed to be in good shape, perhaps a little old but it was a fine horse and would get them to Avalon quite quickly.

[Komaniac]

Sᴇʀᴇɴᴀ Aʟɪᴄᴇ Jᴏɴᴇs ~~ Eʟᴅᴇsᴛ Pʀɪɴᴄᴇss ᴏғ Eʟʏᴀᴅᴏɴ
Serena watched the servants in the kitchen and drifted off into thoughts for a moment, until she realized a younger servant was handing her a bowl with stew. Serena took the bowl and gave a polite smile. "Thank you." she said, looking around to realize Kaleb was already heading out of the kitchen again. Serena followed him quietly as she made sure not to trip with the bowl of stew.

[.chamomile.]

Feyhladren Smith :: Knight :: Elyadon

"Really it's quite alright, it is a knight's duty to help those in need." Fey said, smiling a bit. When Maria placed her hand over the water, he gently began to pour water over the burn with his hands. He carefully observed Maria's reaction, hoping that this was helping her instead of causing her more pain. "The burn should heal in a few days, ask the Doctor to put a dressing on it and don't do too much work with them." He advised.

[GwimmyTales]

Azure Kray, HK of Elyadon
Azure moved from the doorway to let the prince and princess Serena through. He bowed respectfully as they passed and looked around the hallway again to be sure it was safe

Victor Rayz, Knight of Elyadon
Victor took her hand "let's go this way" he said and start walking in the direction she had chose, he didn't know what was over there and kinda wanted to explore, but mainly just wanted to be with her