The Throne... Roleplay Thread

He takes the chocolates and sets off again
Indeed, I hope to see you soon.
Thanks for the invite to visit!

Another sentence appears into your mind

No hope for good , slayed. Eventual. He is coming. Mithras is coming. Corax is coming. The saviour is arriving

(Actually, the language was different, therefore you wouldn’t have understood it.)

ā€œWhat…? Why…is someone…talking in my head…? What is… going on?ā€

Night falls.

Abigail runs towards the merchant shop in search of Annebelle and Grea.

While walking back, he constantly says ā€˜Conver’ like had been said on the paper, thinking it had a special meaning, knowing his companions may pick up on it and remember. When he had made it back, deep into the forest, he laid twigs and stones out in the formation of the word so he wouldn’t forget, instructing his companions not to touch them, before eating the chocolates

Annebelle was still Inside, looking rightfully worried.

as alex gone magnus come out from the brush and appear at the house ā€œwhat did Mithras say to you right now? cult?ā€

She runs to Annebelle, stopping right in front of her. She takes a few moments to catch her breath…

ā€œYou’re safeā€¦ā€ She speaks, relieved. ā€œWhere isā€¦ā€
She realises she never got your names, nor introduced herself.

ā€œUmmā€¦ā€

ā€œā€¦I don’t know…Grea was here…took a potion… Healing potion…? Then just…went awayā€¦ā€ She looked stressed out and completely out of energy

ā€œSoā€¦ā€ she starts…
ā€œWhere did she go…?ā€ She asks.

There is no answer

The door opens

A: Hello, again miss.

He chuckles silently

ā€œI wish I knew…I wishā€¦ā€ She looked up. ā€œShe justā€¦ā€ Her voice died down.
Grea looked over to the man. ā€œGrr… I knew I shouldn’t have trusted you…raah, I can’t beleive I fell in this stupid trap! Let me go!ā€

A: Let you go?
A: Well we can do this the easy way , or the hard way.
A: The easy way , you just say , Hail Mithras.
A: The hard way,… we won’t talk about it.

ā€œā€¦what? Is this a… ritual? I don’t need to go through any of this! A-annebelle and the other townsfolk with find me!ā€ ā€œShit, I’ve really hit deep here… a maniacā€¦ā€.

A: The hard way? Are you sure?

A chill goes down your spine as a hooded figure approaches from behind

(which character?)

Announcement: Prince Falone has arrived in Adiart!

The Prince sped through the main streets on his white steed, as people made way for him. He had returned successfully from his diplomatic mission.

Falone reaches the castle, dismounts from his steed and hands it to the stableboy. He marches towards the Throne Room, wanting the king’s presence.

ā€œMy king! I have returned!ā€ He says.


_ā€œHeheheheā€¦ā€ A grin appeared on the Negotiator’s face. Surely, they hadn’t thought of traitor when news of the prince being ā€œillā€ came to them. Such cretins, power would fall to him instead.

I, Narcian Felguard, will topple the world. With these elite guards and physicians, what can I not do? Ridding the idiotic Blue Dragon of them was the first step. Ahahahahahaha!