PURLOIN

Rules:
•We support an open door policy: come in, post, leave, we don't care. But if you're going to stay, make a darn profile.
•Swear only in necessary situations. Your character like to swear? Then I guess it's necessary.
•No killing without permission or pre-meditated notice.
•Show some respect to your fellow Role Players. Even if you hate them.
•OOC should be in some way separate from your post. And I sure hope your OOC's aren't continually larger than your posts.
•Characters can't be perfect. Sure, they can be crazy in the head and think they are God, but, YOU can't go believing that. You probably aren't. You don't run the world. Yeah?
•Follow Menewsha TOS, because if you aren't following them, why are you here?
•Rules aren't meant to be broken. And we can of course, change them at any time. Check back, yeah?

STORY

∆ Farsiris Arioch, Princess of Elvor


While out in the Royal Forest, hunting along side her father Princess Farsiris rode ahead. Her many years of experience had made her arrogant as she rode ahead of the group, not watching her footing her horse trampled over a trapper's pit and was flung from her horse's back. When the king and his men caught up with the injured girl, they were afraid to move her for fear of damaging her further. A young witch in the group offered her service in that she could encase her in a simple ornament while they took her to a healer.


∆ Rysc Corlys, Merchant of Regona

Rysc is a young merchant's son, making his way and his fortune on both sides of the boarder. On a journey to the capital of his neighboring land he hopes to sell his goods for a more than fair sum. However, when he went to the castle infirmary to sell some 'magic herbs' known to speed the healing processes he finds an ornament. Thinking of his love interest back home who had asked him to bring her back something of his travels, he simply pockets the cheap looking trinket.

While in the infirmary, a less than satisfied customer finds him and threatens his life. He quickly leaves the capital on his way home, near the boarder he hears a muffled voice from his pocket... Retrieving the trinket the object claims to be a princess and demands he swiftly return her to her home back at the castle.


∆ However, dark hands are stirring the suspicions of both kingdoms, inciting a deadly war no one can escape. Among these forces is the Lord Rolland, who has placed his witch in the king's personal circle, trapping his daughter and whisking her away.

PAPERWORK

Okay, so, if you as a character plan to keep in with the story weaving, we ought to get your names and such, right? So, if you plan on staying, just fill out a few simple spaces with whatever qualifies the answer.

MESSAGE LARK WITH APPLICATIONS

Username:
Character Name:
Age: Any is acceptable (in reason)
Gender:
Visual Description: Images or text accepted
History Description: Any sort of background
Occupation:
Other: Extra details?
Nation: Regona/Elvor
Magic: Got Magic? [yes/no]

SOMETHING IMPORTANT

We cant have everybody tossing spells through this. You need some Qualifications to use this nifty glittery dirt:

Everyone can use magic. Yeah, we can all make the grass grow! But, not everyone can do the big stuff. After all, its a big strain for most to just grow grass, and there are drawbacks, so most people only use magic in protected situations.

Magic is an all or nothing thing. You can either only use blank magic, or you are capable of Final magic.

The drawback? The big problem with magic? The caster, under these levels of spells, experiences these symptoms:

Blank Magic: Everyone can do this. Those who cant cast any better however, become tired from even these simple spells.
Low Magic: An easier form of magic that leaves the body stiff.
Line Magic: A medium form of magic where the caster is almost immobile.
High Magic: Hardest form of magic that turns the caster to stone until day becomes night or visa versa. (It is possible you can get tossed of a cliff and break)
Final Magic: Strong magic that turns the caster to a stone, where they crumble away. (No magic is left in their body to hold them together.)

OPEN EXISTING CHARACTERS:
You can make your own profiles, and the character, but they already exist in a place, here they are

Originally Posted by Lark Song

We want people to pick things that they want to be so that they will be more likely to stay. My partner Ivan and I really just want to create a fun, enjoyable roleplay that will last. And no, we don't have profiles made for any of the needed/wanted characters, we just have who they are (position, not name. Thats up to you as well) and their gender (except for the Regona leader XD that can be male or female. And I suppose that Elvor could be a king or queen too, since thats basically switching like just the gender words in the intro. )

NEED:
King of Elvor
High Position of Rysc's nation
Princess's Searcher (main antagonist/protagonist per side. More than one, max 4. Team up if you like, be in it for the money, etc.)

OPEN: You can change anything about these characters except for their place.
Princess's brothers
Commoners/ People that do something but can't do much. (well, if it made sense, I guess you could)
Army generals (per each country)

Otherwise you can make your own character, any career, place, etc.

PROFILES

Yellow= active & Alive
Red= Dead
Grey= Inactive/ MIA

Username: Ivan
Character Name: Rysc Corlys
Age: 17
Gender: M
Visual Description:Brown hair, Average Height, kind of skinny, but more just in shape.(not buff!) Orange-brown eyes, Sort of younger looking face.

History Description: Father was a merchant. Why shouldn't he take the step to be a traveling merchant? He always liked exploring.
Occupation: Traveling merchant
Other: Likes good cheese and rare stones.
Magic: [NO]

Username: Lark Song
Character Name: Farsiris Arioch
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Visual Description: Green eyes sprinkled with gold. Golden/brown hair.

History Description: She was spoiled as a child for being her father's only daughter. Thusly she became selfish and self-centered as a young woman. Though, because she had two brothers she was never a weakling, and learned to fight and hunt just to try and show them up.
Occupation: Princess
Other: She has a fetish for stuffed animals and soft things, and can never sleep without her favorite little bear. (The ornament she is trapped in is the Banner... duh.)
Magic: Got Magic?
History Description: She was spoiled as a child for being her father's only daughter. Thusly she became selfish and self-centered as a young woman. Though, because she had two brothers she was never a weakling, and learned to fight and hunt just to try and show them up.

Username: fairywaif
Character Name: Lihua
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Visual Description: ]
History Description: Rysc's ex-girlfriend, she moved to the city. She still loves him. She broke up with him when she became unable to stand his secrecy over his wares.
Occupation: Se smiths weapons and is proficient at them too.
Other: She has an explosive temper that simmers for a while.
Nation: Regona
Magic: Slightly more than basic.

Username: Shadowedfire_Wolf
Character Name: Amaria Bungard
]Age: 17
Gender:Female
Visual Description:
History Description: Amaria was born to a soldier father and a court witch mother. She spent most of her childhood in the court playing with the children of the royalty. Once she got to her teen years she got annoyed and bored with court life and spent most of her time outside in the gardens. She decided with her mother's permission to move in with her father outside of the castle. Once living outside she learned her love of plants and animals. When she became 16 she started gathering herbs to make medicine and became the local medicinal merchant. Becoming the medicinal merchant she became friends with Rysc when he helped her and also became the local town witch.
Occupation: witch/medicinal dealer
Other: She's got an insight of animals and plants that most witches don't tend to nuture. She rather live outside of the court than be of much help to royalty.
Nation: Elvor but travels to Regona to sell some of her medicines
Magic: Yes

Username: fairywaif
Character Name: Lihua
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Visual Description:
History Description: Rysc's girlfriend, really laid back. She lives in a small cottage in town. She trusts him completely.
Occupation: She works as a seamstress, and she uses small magic to make her threads not ravel. Her work is highly valued.
Other: She has two cats, and loves jewelry.
Nation: Regona
Magic: Yes

Username: Lark Song
Character Name: Cameron Sotat
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Visual Description:
History Description: She was born to a common family, but when she bested the noblemen's son at a dual at the mere age of 10, to the boy's age of 15 instead of putting her to death, he moved her to the barracks where she was taught to fight. When she was able to beat every man there she decided to travel and learn as much as she could. Now she does freelance missions for the highest bidder.
Occupation:Mercinary
Other: AS much as she acts tough and detached, when she cares for someone she will die before she lets anyone harm them.
Nation: Regona
Magic:

Rysc lifted his bag off his arm. He was a bit small for the shoulders of the bag, but it seemed better than too large. The sun had past it's more dreadful stage, and he knew he was close to the border. He threw open his arms in a rather dramatic fashion to allow the sun to heat him, and he smiled.

"Sure is hot for spring. But heat is better than winter, I guess."

He wasn't talking to anything, however Rysc was often alone, and had taken to the comfort of speaking to himself.

"Yeah, It is. But I guess you cant have a world without regulation. Other continents would be stuck in ice all year!"

He Turned to a tree, then his eyes flashed to the right.

"I suppose so... Enjoy the bad stuff, it makes the good better."

Username: Rabid Rainbow
Character Name: Fantine
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Visual Description: [x]
History Description: Her father was a high ranking military officer and ensured all of his children got the best training possible. He was very strict with them, which resulted with a discipline that has lasted all of their lives. Fantine was the oldest and at 16 was the first to join the army. She is a trusted and highly valued member and worked her way up the ranks. Currently, she is a captain and was chosen to search for the princess because of her family background and because of her own rank and skills.
Occupation: Soldier, Princess' searcher
Other: She is very elitist sometimes and tends to stereotype people. Because she came from an upper class family, she looks down on those poorer than her and also believes that everyone should stay in their place, unless they work hard enough to deserve moving up in the world. She is also a perfectionist and has to succeed and overachieve in everything she does.
Nation: Elvor
Magic: Can do low magic when needed, but usually sticks to blank magic. Through sheer force of willpower and training she has gotten to the point where she can ignore the mild stiffness she gets after casting spells, although many believe eventually this will badly impact her health.

[[Welcome Rabid Rainbow!!]]

Farsiris was screaming at the top of her lungs. TRying desprately to be heard, but to no avail. This form, this cold metal shape was impossibe!! Then, as though she broke through a vail of cobwebs she heard her own blessed voice!

"You will take me back this instant!" She cried at the top of her voice, though it was muffled from inside the man's pocket. She was glad she couldn't smell anything, she feared to know the last time this lint filled cravass had been properly washed. "I am the Princess Farsiris Arioch of Elvor!! Thou will unhand me and take me back this instant!" She shouted again.

{Hey there Rabid Rainbow! Lark will have you up shortly!}

There seemed to be a response to his own conversation, however not by his own voice. He jumped slightly, twisting round to see open fields of new green grass and sunlight. He then turned every other direction, then looked up and down. Nothing. Perhaps it was just mishearing a bird.

He straightened his posture and continued away.

Farsiris screamed louder. "YOU!! NIMROD!! HELLO!!" She was getting angrier every second. "DOWN HERE!! YES, OPEN THIS SMELLY DAMN POCKET OF YOURS!!" She tried to twitch but couldn't move, she couldn't do anything, she didn't even know how her voice was working considering she was just a metal ring with a stupid crystal in the center.

Rysc was again surprised, but heard clearly enough to check his pockets.

As he dug through the cloth, many trinkets and gems fell from the space. He lifted them, and sorted through his hands.

"Where are you? Did I catch a fairy?"

Then he realized the realism in the idea, and again looked for a body. This time, however, he searched for a trickster.

"Is this some kind joke?"

In unison with her voice the crystal sparkled. "No, you idiot. You didn't catch a stupid fairy, you kidnapped a princess!! Now, I'm over here, and you will pick me up, dust me off and take me straight back to the castle!" she ordered. This was not shaping into a good day, first she gets hit in the head with a giant rock now she finds herself in the incapable hands of a son of two people who hit their heads on rocks repeatedly for fun.... stupid, uneducated commoner's boy...

At the sparkle, he popped the strange, unwearable ring out of his hand and tossed in the others to the safe cloth in his pocket.

"What? Yeah, right. Keep dreaming, pretty little gem. How could the Princess be... hahaha!" Rysc laughed happily and fell to his bottom in the drug of it.

"Anyway, I should get you home." He considered keeping the ring, or giving it to his girlfriend. A hard choice to make. Maybe if he popped out the rock...

"You imbecilic, bafoon! I AM The Princess you fool! Now take me back!" She screamed at him. "If --if-- if you don't take me back, I'll never stop screaming!" she said indignently. "I will make you're every waking hour a living misery! Until you can neither sleep, nor eat, nor walk in a cursed straight line!" she threatened. Then she paused, a new thought occuring to her. "Not to mention the reward... for returning the princess safely to her father... I was injured this morning, and to take me to the healer they encased me in this ... ornament... to keep the damage from worsening... Now, please, take me back..." Her tone was pleading and sincere, but she fully intended to execute this fool the moment she was healed and returned to her father. Telling the king of how he had kidnapped her and taken her hostage, refusing to bring her back until she promised a ransome.

For a moment, it seemed he hadn't heard her words, as he mouthed something, then sound came out on the next try. "Reward...?" he again silently moved his lips. "form... a king..." he looked, continually seeming to mouth things to himself, to a point where it seemed he would only do such.

Then he stood.

"All right, you seem to have a story that sticks, I've agreed and... Let's go to the castle!" He stood dramatically, holding up his fist, then turned back on the path.

Farsiris inwardly smiled. "Thank you, kind sir." she hid the snicker as he fell for her genius plan. This would work out perfectly... so long as nothing shiny caught the nimwit's attention on the way... She waited a moment for him to start walking, when he didn't she sighed audibly. "The castle is THAT way..." she said impatiently.

He looked down at the jewel, ignoring the gold ring and weaving. "Yeah, I know. I go there all the time" He began walking, spacing out to the scenery.

"So I guess you want to see the sun, but I cant just carry you in my hand all day. I mean, you don't want to get all sweaty, right?" He dug through a different pocket and extracted a thin chain, weaving it through the rings negative space. He then threw it over he head.

"There, simple for us both."

Farsiris bit back the insult that jumped to mouth. She would be home soon, she could stand the uncomfortable feeling of metal scraping across her delicate container. "Thank you." she managed to get out, but it was almost a choked sound. "Now, how is it that you go there all the time? Are you a trader?" she asked, no other manner of man would choose to walk but wear clothes as fine as his....

He smiled at the thanks, and continued the trek. "Yeah, I'm a traveling merchant. How'd you know? It's a great job, you know. And the castles are always looking for great things to show off, so it's pretty easy to get in. Show 'em your bag and its like a pass into royalty."

He looked at the sky for a moment, then his eyes fell to his chest.

"But I guess it can be intimidating too, you know. Don't want to say the wrong thing and insult anyone. But I guess if your princess, you always have to be nice all the time, so who am I to complain to you, right?"

She would have smiled if she had had lips. He was right, she did have to keep up a certain appearance for the sake of her family. "Yes, it can be trying sometimes to be royalty, or to be seen as a mere fragile doll. All looks and no might," her tone turned to something fierce, perhaps passion is the closest term for it. "but I show them often how very wrong they are..." It wasn't hard to get her side tracked onto her own glorious golden life. But she realized it was probably best to keep the commoner boy happy until she was safe at home. "Now, where are you from merchant? And what is your name?" she asked, feigning interest.

He didn't have much to say to her comments, so he payed more attention to the questions. "Well, I'm Rysc, from Regona. It's such a nice place. I'd be polite and ask you the same, but I guess I already know where you are from and your name..."

He trailed off and seemed to be more in thought now.

She shimmered, "Yes, you do know." There was nothing else she could think to say... So she didn't speak instead she just watched the scenes pass by her. This was the futherest away from her home she had ever been... and if felt strange. In this form and because she hung around a man's neck. One whom she had only met just a few moments ago... Then the words he had spoke donned on her belatedly. "Regona? You're Regonan?" She tried to keep her tone calm but she was frightened and angry. A Regonan had kidnapped her? He would hang for this....

He heard the tone and became serious, realizing he could lose the reward to his name. "Uh.. no, Princess. It was a joke..." He strained to quickly come up with an excuse. "You know, trying to keep you in good humor for the uh..." He though for a moment "...situation"

Farsiris steadied herself... He could not be trusted. Either he was saving his hide or he was truly an idiot. "Ah, yes of course. Forgive my overreaction, with the tensions between the nations you can understand how I might be a little ... jumpy." she said, covering her own reaction.

Tensions? "Tensions?" The to countries had not fought in the longest time of any other. "We and... Regona haven't had any problems in forever. What are you talking about?"

Rysc was a bit lost on her point, but he really didn't care either. He never really cared much for things unless the effect was direct to him.

Farsiris tried to think quickly. "Uh, well I've heard they have plans... We hope they are just rumors, but one can never be to cautious." she said. Phew... nice save. She congratulated herself. "Do you hear that?" it was the clatter of armor, she was almost certain. Her gaurds had come after her! Thank all that was merciful and holy!!! "There! My Guard! Go, hurry you butt up! They're looking for me!" she cried delightedly.