The World We Know |Human/romance/war RP|

[Queen of Spades]

((Oh, and she'll have to be an archer, by the way. The other classes are filled for royalty.))

[angeldoll090]

((That's fine. I seem to always play archers anyway. Man the name I'm looking for will not come up. I don't know how to spell it. This is frusterating.))

[Queen of Spades]

((Well, how do you think you spell it? Perhaps I can help.))

[angeldoll090]

((I foudn it on that generator site you gave us. It was something like Cedany, but I'm not sure. Because for my Knight, it is either Cedany or Selda. ))

[Queen of Spades]

((I like Selda. :3 Or was it Zelda? Because I know that was a name back yonder.))

[angeldoll090]

((I only saw Selda and I kind of liked it. So I'm still debating. I think I'm going to use Selda.))

[Queen of Spades]

((*nods* Yeah, I rather like it.))

[angeldoll090]

Royalty-

Name: Bliss Elizabeth de Montfort
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Class: Archer
Personality: Bliss is very sweet, with a gentle disposition. She loves everything and everyone, especially animals. Bliss believes everyone has some good in them whether or not they are enemies or friends. She's usally got a smile on her young face.
Crush: Open
Other: She is an archer with a bow that is carved personally for her. It has leaves engraved in it with special arrows also. She hangs out with her brother Andrian a lot.


Kinght:

Name: Selda Cedany Vieuzpont
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Weapon: The sword in the picture
Rank: Normal
Personality: Selda is completely stubborn and head-strong. She is one of the only female knights, but does not like to be treated like a girl. She is very much one of the guys, with her own mind and always standing up for herself. She loves to joke around with the guys.
Crush: Open
History: ((Will put when I find it.))
Family:
Helena Cedany Vieuzpont - Deceased
Ivan Vieuzpont - Deceased
Other: N/A

abradabracadabra

[Queen of Spades]

((Accepted.^^ I'm typing up the starting post. Once I post that, you can all start. I'm almost done.))

[Queen of Spades]

Andrian was currently walking down the hall of the castle, with a few of the servents racing after him, talking about how he had to get ready for something. Even he didn't know what it was, so he ignored it. He had been stuck in the horrid place for far too long. Five days without going out for fresh air was too much for him. The rumors of war seemed to have gotten some people in a panic. Including his father. Andrian was trying to avert war with Mesolia, as it was pointless. His father wasn't one to listen to him, though. He figured the war would be upon them soon. As he got to the doors, he stepped out, and closed the doors behind him. He sighed lightly, mainly out of relief that the servents were done chasing after him. He walked down the cobblestone road that led from the castle into town. There were trees lining the path before it turned into a bustling town. As he stepped into the crowd, he took a deep breath, and looked around. It felt nice to be out of the castle and in the streets. His sword wasn't on him at the moment, as it was back in his room. He started the slowly walk around and look in shop windows, or at street vendor's goods. There was a jewelry store that he looked at for a bit, finding some stuff that his sister's would like. He'd keep it in mind for birthdays.
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Gabriel was at his home right now, preparing for the time he would have to appear for teaching. He rather enjoyed the job of being a head mage. It seemed like he was teaching the child he never had. He walked out the door of his house, and looked around. Today would be a nice day for teaching. He especially liked sunny days. His least favorite were snowy days. It was snowing when his wife had been killed. He sighed lightly, then continued walking. He lived on the outskirts of town, so it took a little while to walk to the training grounds.
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Lakyle had been training by himself for a while. There was a circle of four targets around him, all placed at ninety degree angles. Like a cross. He was told that he needed more work on speed, so that's what he decided he'd work on. His main routine was first shooting all four targets, then getting enough time to draw another arrow, and use it almost like a sword. He timed himself in his head each time, though he didn't get much quicker as he went. That's what he lacked, even when he was training as a child; speed. He was better at aim than anything. He could hit the center of the target every time, but speed seemed to be impossible for him to accomplish.
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Jacine ran along the dirt road that was outside of the town. Her house was out in the country part of the area around the town. She lived alone currently, though at times she would keep in touch with her parents. In order to gain money, she did odd jobs. Nothing that she could spen unwisely. Just to buy food and clothing. She was breathing heavily as she ran, occasionally tripping and losing her balance, but regaining herself before she hit the ground. She was going to be late at this rate. her long platinum blonde hair flowed out behind her and whipped around in the wind. She looked up at the sun. It was nearly high noon.
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"Oi, mister. I got your stables cleaned." Fleur said as she leaned against the doorframe of the barn that she was at. She had gotten to be quite the stable girl, considering she was royalty before this. Though, she wasn't a stuck up royalty. She hated being in a dress, she hated the castle, she just liked to wander around and be free. And she had to survive on her own for a while, since her parents had gotten killed, and her kingdom was taken over. The stable master looked over at her, and nodded, then grabbed a leather bag from in his pocket, and threw it to her. "Payment." He told her simply. Fleur nodded her thanks, and walked out, dumping the bag of money out in her hand. She looked it over, then put it back. That wasn't even enough to buy a decent meal. She had a feeling she had been ripped off, but she couldn't exactly do anything.
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Stephan had been sitting near the fence in the training area for the knights. He had come a little too early. He had expected someone to be there when he came, but unless someone was hiding, there was no one. He picked up the spear that was sitting next to him, and looked it over. He stabbed it into the ground, then leaned back against the fence, and closed his eyes. He liked the feel of the breeze on his face, and the breeze in his hair. He started to hum lightly, waiting for training to start.