Bow to His Majesty REMAKE! (Historical/Romance rp)

[Earth]

Andrew looked up from feeding some more horses when he heard the sound of his name being called. He saw one of the Knights, Ivory and nodded his head to his. "Good morning to you as well, Sir Ivory. Do you need to take Crexendo out?" Andrew asked walking up to them with some water for the horse.
((If you want to make another guy that would be great, especially if it was a stable hand ))

[Rikihara Tai]

((Sure.))

Ivory nodded. "He could use a little exercise. He hasn't been out in a while. But, how have you been, Andrew?"

[deletethisaccount145]

Willow was told to go give a message to another maid. She found the other maid and told her the message . She then just started walking down the hallways with nothing to do.

[Rikihara Tai]

Name: Xane Fletcher
Age (15 and up): 18
Gender: Male
Position: Stable-hand
Crush/BF/GF: He likes Aurora, but hasn't persued her as of yet.
Personality: Cheerful and good-natured when in conversation, but the natural set of his face make him look standoff-ish. Kind hearted and loyal to his friends, has a love for animals of every kind. Always willing to help if someone's in trouble. Though he is relatively open, he won't reveal to anyone what happened to him between ages twelve and fifteen.
History(Optional): He comes from a large, but poor family. He ran away after the birth of his youngest sister, when he was just twelve. When he was fifteen, he ended up in the capital city, and got a job as a stable hand at the palace. He's been there ever since.
Description/Picture:

Other: Has a bunch of scars all over his body, but won't tell anyone how he got them.

[Miko <3]

"Steady now," Lance muttered under his breath as he steadied his aim at his target. He was near the castle, but he was out in the woods. Once he was sure that his aim was nearly locked on, he launched the arrow. "Ugh. Way off mark again." He thought it was best to know how to use a bow and arrow as well as a sword, but he was terrible at archery. He sighed and decided to leave the arrow that he last shot. "I don't know why my parents put me up for this..." He trailed off and soon sighed. "Right. To bring in a bit more money."

[ShadowHunteress]

(Thanks for starting without me, lol.))

Aurora silently hurried down the hall, lifting her dress up so it did not drag on the floor, she did not want to anger her Lady, although she knew that she wasn't late. She smiled when she saw the other ladies. She looked around and wondered where the Queen was at the moment.

Erik strode into the stable to get his gelding, Firenze, he was wearing his black leather boots, tan breaches. and a loose green tunic, as always he had his sword in his hip and he had a bow and quiver on his back. He nodded to Ivory, the knight had worked for the other King as well, although it had been for a little longer. "How are you today Sir Ivory?" he asked as he looked at the older knights stallion for a moment.

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Willow went out of the castle and walked around the outside of the castle. She really had nothing else better to do since she had orders to do anything. Willow sighed a bit and continued walking around.

[Rikihara Tai]

Ivory looked over in Erik's direction, his eyes gleaming knowingly. "Good day, Erik. I'm well, thank you. And yourself?" he said politely, his gloved fingers still running up and down his steed's sinewy neck.

[Miko <3]

Lance heard the sound of footsteps nearby, and immediately turned and locked an arrow. His aim was locked on Willow, but he mistook her for a threat. He heaved a sigh and lowered his aim shortly after. Even if he accidentally fired, he probably would have missed her anyway. He put the arrow back in his quiver and walked toward her with a light smile. "How are you today, Willow? I hardly see anyone but the knights and stable hands outside."

[ShadowHunteress]

"I am well today." Erik said as he looked at Ivory, his eyes narrowing slightly. He brought out his large strawberry roan gelding and began to tack him up, although he was a knight he still did his own work, it served no one if you couldn't tack your own war horse.