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 Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 10:52 am
Okay, so in light of the fact that there seems to be NO roleplayers, I've come up with an idea. Instead of giving a story and plotline, let's just free-for-all it. Basically you're set in Medieval times, you look like you belong there, you talk like you belong there, but there's no real plot.
Hang out in a Tavern, spend the night in an Inn, romance the ladies of the court, be royalty, WHATEVER WORKS!
It's still a roleplay...we're pretending that we've gone back in time, but there's no real reason as to why you're here 3nodding think of it as an escape.
No info about you is really necessary; just give it to us in the form of your posts. Also, don't be afraid to start a plotline. If a dragon attacks, so be it. If you're called away on a mission to a faraway land, gather up a troop.
Ready....go!
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 10:55 am
((I'll kick us off to give you a general idea of how it should go))
Daniel walked into the dark tavern, blinking from the sudden lack of light. "Blimey, they could use an open window..." He walked over to an empty table in the center of the room and ordered a cool drink, seeking refreshment from today's ride.
((okay, your turn Guildies))
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 9:37 pm
The only light provided came from the few candles scattered across the room on different tables and a few lit lanterns hanging on the walls. Daniel was graced with the warm glow of a small candle at his table. The flame however, did not dance nor flicker, but sat still and stale like the air around it. The air held with it a horrible mix of body odor and smoke. Despite the gloomy setting of the tavern, outside the sun shined brilliantly and the flowers bloomed.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 1:22 pm
Watching the still flame, he leaned back, folding his arms behind his head as his drink arrived, his eyes roaming over the dark faces of the crowd.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:14 pm
Through what little light was present, he was able to make out the many eyes starring back at him. An eerie feeling began to build up inside of him. Perhaps I should make my stay a quick one. He leaned forward to take up his drink but then took a pause.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 10:44 pm
Daniel looked up, focusing more intently on the eyes staring back. One of them was watching his every move.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 7:21 pm
The individual sat at the table in the corner of the room. Very little light reached that corner. Had it not been for the candle on the next table over the corner would have been shrouded in darkness. With a hood pulled over the individual's head, Daniel could not make out the person's face. All that was discernible was a silhouette and the hooded individual's eyes, dimly illuminated by candle light.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 6:23 pm
He stood, picking up his glass as he walked around the table and towards the dark corner, the swift motion dragging the tip of the flame towards his intended path.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 9:37 pm
He approached the dark corner calmly, his right hand hovering near his sword. Daniel did not want to start a commotion but his curiosity got the best of him and compelled him to approach the hooded individual.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 10:06 pm
Daniel finally got close enough to the figure to speak and be heard only by him.
"Who are you?" he asked.
((Also, only a narrator or a player as well?))
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 10:43 pm
"It's rather rude to ask someone's name and not introduce yourself first." replied the hooded figure, with a voice of such feminine beauty that Daniel was nearly awe struck. However, he was careful not to lose his poise in front of the hooded character.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 11:09 pm
"Daniel." He offered his hand to shake, his other hand still resting on the hilt of the sword at his hip.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 7:43 pm
"Alysia," she replied, " is that drink for me?"
Daniel had forgotten he had a drink in his hand.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 9:43 pm
Daniel looked down, realizing he extended the glass out. He quickly withdrew his hand, taking a swig.
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