You are in a Medeval village ruled by a wise and mercifull King. He is old and slowly approaching his death. His wife died 20 years ago during the birth of his one and only child. His daughter, Princess Callimand is due to be the heiress to the throne.

Then, suddenly in the dead of night there is a commotion in the palace. The royal chamber has been breached and the Princess has been kidnapped. All that was left behind was a strange swirling mass of colours in the middle of the room. The palace gaurds soon discovered it was vortex and that this is the porthole to where the Princess must have been taken too.

The King is distraught. If the Princess is not returned safely there shll be no heir to the throne and the village shall be in jeopardy for the master of time who has taken his daughter could come back and rule the throne.

He sends out a royal proclamation to the land and sends out for the best in the land to come to the palace and to have an audience with the king. He shall tell them about the kidnapping and he shall enlist their help.

When you go through the porthole you have to get past ten levels of doom in order to enter the palace of the evil ing of Trall and save the Princess. Once you defeat him you must escourt the Princess back through the levels (easy enough as all threats have been dealt with) and through the porthole before it closes. After you return safely, the last thing the king does before his death and the corronation of The Princess he rewards all his helpers very well!

Whether they do or not is up to you. You are now one of the people that the king enlists to save his daughter. Do you accept this quest?

OK here are the rules:
One character per person.
Keep to the Menewsha terms Of Service
Swearing shall be allowd but only moderate so that this thread doesn't get closed down.
Also keep roamnce/horror PG-13, love and fighting is allowd though.
Post character profiles in the thread
Have fun.

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Occupation: (characters job)
Personality: (what your character is like as a person)
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Username: Elara
Name: Sharina Frawst
Occupation: Only female warrior in the Kings Regements
Personality:Clever, cunning, tough, a natural born leader, able to protect herself and others, sometimes has trouble listening to others.
Appearance:Tall, well built, pale skin, long brown hair always tied up to keep it out of her face, blue eyes and is wearing the regemental armour and equipped with a pure silver sword.
Bio: She is the only daughter of a renowned craftsman and his wife. She has three older brothers who have all have joined the regements. She has followed in their footsteps with a little help from the Princess.
Age: 20

User name: Kinaga-Suki
Name: Lillian Mori
Occupation: Assassin
Personality: Lillian is a very mysterious and loyal person. She is known for her quick wit and nurturing nature. But, like anyone else, Lillian has a very shady past, making few trust her well enough to know her. Lillian is outspoken and calm, the perfect yin yang for an assassin.
Appearance: Lillian Mori
Bio: Unlike many people on this planet, Lillian's life unfolded at a very young age. With a caring mother, and a loving father, Lillian believed she had the perfect life. By day her and her mother would tend to the large fields of produce in which they planted. by night her father taught her hand to hand combat and the ways of the assassins.

Now as an older, much more mature young woman, Lillian searches for the princess. To prove her father's teachings were put to good use and a very valuable thing to the kingdom it's self.
Age: Nineteen.


[-I'm sorry if this is wrong. I'm new to Menewsha =3 -]

((can I join))

Username: Palmoun
Name: Ivan Silver
Occupation: ninja
Personality: He is very quiet and looks as if he is going to kill someone. But if you start talking to him he is a very nice and hyper guy. He acts completly different from what he looks like. He is very bubbly and likes to have fun when he is doing a job. He also has black hair that gets in his eyes a lot.
Appearance: He has black lines under his blue eyes that look as if he hasn't slept in days but that is just how he looks. He wears black pants and white shirt with a black jacket over it. If you look in his jacket there a weapons all over it and in his boots you can find two daggers.
Bio: His parents where killed when some thugs raided his home that acted as a herb shop. He was only eight when it happend but knew that he wanted revenge so he went to find the great ninja to see if they would help him get revage. The ninja didn't want to kill the thugs so he trained him in the way of the ninja. He finished his training after seven years when it usually took someone about ten years. So he then went off ot go find and get his revenge but he hasn't found those thugs yet and is still looking today.
Age: 21

[[yeah anyone can join and your profiles are both brilliant :D]]

I walked into the royal throne room towards the King. He had his gaurds summon me in the dead of night, to take me here in my regemental gear. What was this about? I stood on the tiled mosaic flooring and bowed to the King.

"You called me your magesty?" I said, rather uncertainly, he was getting a tad forgetfull in his old age bless him.

"Wait....for the others," he replied in his feeble weary voice, he sounded tired, strained. What was wrong?

I leaned on a marble pillar and waited for these "others" to appear.

Ivan appeared from behind the throne and smiled at the king. "what may I help you with your highness?" he asked in a rough voice. He looked as if he was ready to kill anyone and he had made no noise when he came in and had not been seen till he had steped out form behind the chair. He smiled at the girl in the room.

((sorry to say but I will be gone for about two hours just to say))

[- I hope you don't mind me posting in third person?-]

The large door to the throne room pushed open slowly, no noise was made except for the rather abrupt shutting of the door from a solider. As the man walked back to the King's side, Lillian seemed to appear from behind him and take a spot next to the other female there.
"My king." With that Lillian bowed softly and counted the pair of feet she saw before standing straight once again. it seemed almost as if the entire guard was in this throne room, surrounding the king in his hours of need. Lillian then eyed the girl next to her, not a word was spoken.
Then something had caught Lillian's eye. Another male stood near the throne. A smirking young man with a desperately sinister look on his face. His stealth rivaled hers and Lillian didn't like that.

[-edit-]

[[Ok I will be going soon too and third person is OK with me]]

Suddenly a very sinister looking guy had appeared from behind the kings throne, I gasped at the look in his eyes. I smiled wanly at him and then looked towards the door as it snapped shut. A young girl had appeared.

"Is that us all now your magesty?" I asked a little tetchy at being dragged out of my bed and thrown into the throne room at the royal palace.

The King looked up. "The Princess has been kidnapped."

I stared at him. Was this true? The heiress to the throne gone!

Ivan smirked and slowly made his way over to the others without a sound. "yeah I guessed that after I went for a walk threw the castle and didn't see her anywhere." he said as he walked then when he got to the two girls he turned around being just as silent as before and smiled at the king. He could almost go where ever he wanted since he could make himself look like anyone and hide almost anywhere. So it was a sinch for him to go and explore the castle before he came here. "But I hope that you dont mind that I went for a walk through your castle, it really is beautifull and I couldn't help myself" he said and his voice sounded rough yet it was held a gentlness to it.

((May I?))

Username: Lu-Lu
Name: Lei Hawkins
Occupation: "Sword-for-hire" (A.k.a. Mercenary)
Personality: Lei is a very sarcastic teenager. She finds satisfaction in being cocky and poking at the failures of others. But she's also a very kind person underneath the cocky sarcasm. She loves birds and is very friendly. Lei is however easily angered and fights with blind fury. She's usually thinks in a straightforward fashion, which is almost always about her contract.
Appearance: http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p...oper/macaw.jpg
Bio: Lei lived with her father and brother, but no mother. They had a very simple, hardworking life until Lei's brother died and her father became ill. She devoted almost all of her time to caring for him until she realized that they wouldn't be able to last. Lei then decided to teach herself how to use a blade. Eventually, she began working for others and using the money to pay a care-taker to handle her father. The last time she saw him, she was 14 years old.
Age: 17

It was somewhat odd, seeing totally different people, all well equipped with skills and weapons of their trade. Lillian seemed to feel a small rivalry between her and the male though. she loved attention, fed off of it, needed it and this, male was playing dress up and getting all the praise. Lillian watched him for a moment before turning back to the king. She was wise to keep her mouth shut and just learn while she could. After all she was here for two things and only two things. to be recognized for being a very talented fighter and helping in assisting the best for the king. Pretty much just honor. But this smug little man was taking her light and glimmering it over him like he was a prized pup and she was just a mutt.
Lillian sucked in air in through her nose, then exhaled softly to calm her and keep her mind on track. he may have been infuriating but Lillian needed to pay attention to the task at hand.
Hearing the king speak those terrible words seemed to block out the trophy boy in the room. So we were finding her, a little game of hide and seek with the bad guys. Lillian could handle this.

[-sorry just thought I'd add to the story a bit by having Lillian not liking Ivan. but I like you so it's all good!-]

[[ Is it ok if I join too? ]]

Username: garra_eyes

Name: Danae Usha

Occupation: bar wench

Personality: Danae seems shy when you first meet her, but she can switch to completely wild and crazy in a heart beat. Danae is an actress, and she tends to go with whatever act she thinks will get her the farthest. Occasionally, she will let her guard down and be herself around others- a kind soul who's just looking for a good time.

Appearance: Long red hair, tied in a messy bun, chocolate brown eyes, and freckles spattered across her nose. She is wearing a long brown skirt, an off the shoulder blouse, and a green corset. A matching green sash is secured around her waist. It is the uniform of all the bar wenches (aka waitresses) at the tavern she works at.

Bio: If there was one word you could use to describe Danae, it would be erratic. She was raised by her grandmother, the local seer/fortune teller of a small, far off village. She was taught the craft, but never really had any interest in it. When her grandmother died, Danae was 16. She left the village and wandered from town to town, learning new talents and finding new friends, but leaving again after only a few months. Now, she works at a tavern in the royal city. She is a jack of all trades, though unfortunately a master of none. Danae was summoned by the King for her eclectic set of talents, including knife throwing, acting talents, horsemanship, and her knowledge of the supernatural.

Age: 24

(( Woot! I'm joining with my awesome mercenary xD ))

Username: Katzzie
Name: Salazar Zari
Occupation: Mercenary (Bounty hunter)
Personality: Sal is, due to her past, very cold and keeps much to herself. She is not much of a talker and usually keeps her talk in small sentences. She has no time for small whiny heads and usually just knocks out people, who bothers her. Because she has been living on the street and being a slave, she knows quite a language. She is very proud and hates when people defend, seeing as she, as she thinks, is capable of doing so herself.
Appearance: Sal is average in height and pretty skinny, due to her proffesion. She has a scar going down her face and is usually distant in her eyes. She helds her blackhaired head high, with hair down to her waist, usually in a ponytail. She has startling green eyes, where the one eye is hidden by a bang. Up her arms is several slashes, not counting those at her chest. She has a long swordsheat, with a sword in of course, hanging by her right leg and a bow and a quiver on her back.
Bio: Sal was born as a slave, being worked hard even as a child. She stood up to others, earning her quite some hits. At the age of 6 her mom and her succeed in escaping, her mom dying a few days after. Living on the street, she got taken in by some thugs and taught the way of a warrior by a experienced man. When she grew stronger and older, she one day came back, finding the thugs headquarter empty and ripped. Feeling anger over the betrayment, she promised herself to don't let anybody close anymore and began working as a bounty hunter. Tracking the experienced man down, she got into a fight and he slashed her three times at her chest, before she killed him. Then she set out to finish her other jobs.
Age: 22

[[Yeah thats cool to add to the story and everyone can join :D]]

I looked at the girl and the guy and then at the King. He didn't seem to be acting very fast, he hasn't thrown us out to search for his daughter. He hasn't screamed for us to bring her back safely. All he has done is sit there.

"Your magesty? Shall we go now?" I asked.

"Wait for the others," He instructed wearily.

Others? What others? He had others. Did he not trust us on our own to find and return the Princess? I leaned back on teh marble pillar rather sulkily. I am his best warrior and he doesn't trust me!

Ivan nodded and smiled at the king. Then turned to the two ladys he was with. "well since it looks like we are going to be traveling togeather then how about if I introduce myself." he said then bowed to the two ladys "I am Ivan Silver and it is a pleaure to be in the company of two beautifull women" he said then straightend himself and smiled at the two. He knew that his first impresion wasn't something to take in because he acted completely different after a while.

I looked at Ivan his introduction was very flattering. But nothing to get bothered by. Someone like him will not act like that for long, who can disguise themselves and walk through teh palace un-noticed, he is one to watch. He could be handy. I smiled politely at him.

"Hello there Ivan, thank you very much, you are quite the charmer. I am Sharina Frawst, a warrior for the Kings Regements. Only female warrior. I look forward to travelling with you. Both of you."

I then looked at the door and twords the ticking time piece the palace had above its grand doors. The "others" whoever they are must arive soon if we ever stand a chance of tailing the princess.

Ivan smiled at Sharina, she seemed nice. He then got a better look at the other girl. She would be trouble but yet she looked very beautifull. "by the looks of it I woulud say that your either a ninja like me or a assasin." he siad and his voice sounded very diffferent from before. it sounded friendly and very gental. He smile a true smile that made him look less menacing and his dark eyes look king. "so which one is it?" he asked happly.

Danae hurried into the castle, swearing under her breath. She was late. Concentrating on the room she was headed towards, she saw that three people had already arrived, though she couldn't see more than that. She mentally kicked herself for not practicing the talents her grandmother had passed on to her more often. She wasn't foolish enough to think that any of her other talents were impressive enough to attract the King's attention. No doubt, he was counting on her ability to read the future, present, and past. Clearly he didn't know that her abilities were quite limited. Still, she was the only psychic in a hundred miles, so it's not like the King really had a choice in the matter.

Rounding the corner, she saw the door she was headed for. A guard inclined his head slightly and pulled the door open for her. She winced slightly at the loud creek it gave off, and slowly proceeded inside.

When she stepped inside, she looked around, confused. She had felt three people in the room, but she only saw two women. Blinking, she concentrated harder on her feelings and was finally able to spot the man who, apparently didn't want to be seen by her, or perhaps anyone.

As the door swung shut behind her, Danae turned her head. She had felt something, but it was so brief that she barely had time to register what it was. There were more people coming.

She turned to the king and raised an eyebrow.
"Apparently there are at least two more people on their way to help us save your daughter." The king's expression hardly changed, but Danae could tell that he was at least mildly impressed with the fact that she could not only sense the presence of others, but also sense what the King had been intending to tell her.

Gliding down from her tall, black stallion, she letted one of the lackeys take care of it. She had been hunting down an criminel, when the king had summoned her. Fuming inside of letting a good deal go, she stepped inside the big gates and into the hall. It would have been impresive if she not had been this irritated. "Just become someone is royal, they expect you to jump around for their feet," she mumbled cold, before slamming the doors open with a big noise.

That was something she really enjoyed to do, startling people, when she came. Placing her boots on the floor rather loudly, she stepped inside. Even though the king had summoned her, she would not bend and scratch for him. For that she was too proud, something that usually got her into trouble. Walking towards the throne, her cold gaze briefly studied the others. She had not made any thoughts why the king had summoned her, but he apparently hadn't heard the rumors about her working alone. The last time she had worked with somebody, they nearly ended up dead, because he made a fault. The light in the room casted a shine over her face, making her scar much more noticeable.

Lillian looked him over, now he's acting as if he's a caring and true person. But can you trust a parade of characters? Lillian looked over at the warrior woman, Sharina, and then back to Ivan. "I'm an assassin." Lillian's voice was cold and brisk, no emotion or hint of what she thought of Ivan. Just a picture less canvas. He was odd, and Lillian was sure there was more to him than just a friendly ninja under thousands of disguises. Lillian knew they would learn her name when it was necessary.

When a third person and then a forth entered, Lillian kept her back to them and continued to stay facing the king. Her eyes shut and she stood ever so still, a perfect statue of a killing machine. She opened one eye in a winking motion and looked at Ivan. "I'll introduce myself once all have arrived." and she was silent once again but with this a small wicked grin took place on her lips.

So far we had a mind reader of sorts, a warrior, a ninja, an assassin, and this loud, thing that was thumping toward them with heavy feet. How appropriate for the king's presence. However Lillian had no right to say what she was thinking.

I waited as two more people had entred the room. One had a very nasty scar and appeared to be irratated at the thought of being summond by the king. The other, well she seemed to be a mind reader. I looked at her and walked towards her.

"Excuse me?" I asked her pleasnatly. "You said we are waiting for two people. That didn't include you now did it? So there is one more, yes? Look, you seem to know a bit more about this than the rest of us. Do you know where the Princess might be?"

I looked at her, studied her face but jumped when the kings voice rang through the chamber.

"Wait! Say nothing until the last arrive!" He said, more loud and strong than has been heard in a long time.

I looked at him and retreated to the pillar.

"Sorry your magesty."

When would the possible last of this mysterious others arrive? If some theif has taken teh princess he could be anywhere in the land now!

Lei walked next to the armed guard that was leading her to the king's location. She had already tried to make conversation with him, but he just wouldn't respond. You'd think the King would teach his men something about being nice to guests or something... Lei thought to herself.

When they finally arrived at a set of doors guarded by even more men, Lei's escort opened the door for her. She slowly stepped in and noticed others near the king. Her green eyes looked down as she bowed to her lord. "Your majesty." She said as she came back up.

I looked up as the last person that we were to be waiting for walked in the huge double doors. The King looked up and stood up wearily. He looked around at everyone and nodded.

"Now that you all are here I can let you know what has happened. The Princess has been kidnapped. She was taken late last night, we believe we know where she has been taken and I have rallied you all here to help me rescue her. The gaurds shall escourt you all to the Princess' room. We know where she has been taken. All of you of course shall be greatly rewarded."

I looked at the King. He knew where she is and yet he kept me hanging around here for ages. Two gaurds came into the room and rounded us all up. They led us up the bright, white marble staircase towards the back bedroom where the princess had her royal slumber. They opened the door and I walked in.

A vast mass of floating colours were rotating next to the bed, in mid air. I gasped.

"The Princess," one of the gaurds said. "Is in there."

Danae gasped when she saw the swirling vortex before her. She had seen magic like this before, but never so powerful. She stepped forward, reaching out a hand towards the vortex.

"Don't touch it!" one of the guards cried, but Danae ignored him. She knew what she was doing. Sort of.

Her hand stopped just before her fingers came into contact with the dancing lights of the vortex. Danae closed her eyes and reached out, probing with her mind what her fingers could not.

Her eyes snapped open. "It's a portal!" Her brow furrowed and she began shaking her head as she stepped back. "The person who made this must have been powerful. The vortex has left no trace on this side of it's destination. The only way to know what's on the other side would be to just . . . . step through it."

She looked at the king and gasped. "That's what you want us to do, isn't it! You want us to just step through with know idea what--" Danae shuddered thinking of the powerful spell behind her, "or who is on the other side."