*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

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Lsky said:
(You have twelve characters..? Silks...)
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(Uh huh. But I have been here way longer than you missy.
Who do we need?
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We have princes and princesses aplenty already, so that's a big no no need )
 
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(How about an old guy, who was betrayed by Alnwick, now bitter and resentful and seeking revenge. Perhaps to destroy the joining of prince and princess, to throw the castles into disarray, to start another feud. Maybe he's living in the woods, in a cave, like a feral animal.)
 
Lsky said:
(How about an old guy, who was betrayed by Alnwick, now bitter and resentful and seeking revenge. Perhaps to destroy the joining of prince and princess, to throw the castles into disarray, to start another feud. Maybe he's living in the woods, in a cave, like a feral animal.)
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(Wow that is horrific. I was thinking more like a younger guy [early thirties, late twenties-ish] who is Alnwick King's right hand man. XD Also, we have no Alnwick King *wink wink* (make another character Lsky) )
 
Her grip loosening on the halberd she had propped against her shoulder, Herja started nodding off. The flickering tounges of fire danced rhythmically, each pop of the fire an exclamation point in a quiet conversation between her and the flames. As she drifted off to sleep, her armor still hanging from various branches, her grip finally slipped, and the halberd thudded next to her as she surrendered to sweet sleep. The fire, contained within a ring, continued to flicker at the edge of a small grassy meadow, near a burbling spring, the soft grass dotted by fragrant blooming Heather.
 

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