The Throne... Roleplay Thread

“Oh, am I not wanted?! THE INQUISITOR BEING USELESS AGAIN!? Fine! There are better stores anyway! Good day!” He leaves the store, muttering to himself.

“You said my name?” Kathrine is in a nearby stall buying fruit

A:“Katherine? Royal adviser?” She tilted her head and thought for a second. “Well, I can’t say I’ve heard of them, really.” She had small, barely noticable blood traces on her hair. “Altough people don’t usually give signed cards. Maybe I’ve met them. Nobody asked me about magic advice though, most of them only want the Tools.”

(wait fuck its a store not a stall nevermind mee!)

E: Yes, I did.
She takes her staff and plummets it to he ground , creating a signature rumble.
E: You need to explain yourself, NOW.

“I believe I don’t have too. I have many times before.” A chill is drifting through the air

E: It would be in your best interest to do it again.
Her staff begins to glow.

ahem A man evidently wanting to buy something forcefully coughs.

The chill is now deathly, you have trouble speaking. “I giadly will explain myself when you have a valid accusation”

She attempts to speak, but has trouble doing it. In light of this , she slams her staff down on the floor once mor, and the trouble goes away.

E: You do not scare me , reaper. I have word that you are an ally of the Cult. Explain yourself now.

“Cult? i may have talked to a member which was unbeknownst to me. I AM NOT A REAPER” The chill picks the trouble comes once again

Annebelle discreetely cased Grea over, just incase. Her tail was hidden by the counter and her wings tucked behind her back.

(why do my characters all know shes a reaper xd)

E: I know that deathly chill from anywhere. I can’t believe the royals even keep you around. You will go back to the damned here and now.

She makes for Kathrine.

AHEM The man takes a document out of his pocket, revealing himself to be a diplomat of Xed.

“May I please speak to the owner of this fine establishment?”

Kathrine does move, her skin disappears and true form is shown. The chill is now oppressive “Kathrine is such a mortal name, isn’t Death better?”

G:“Hey, you two. Could you please go create trouble somewhere else? I don’t think a magic fight right here will help our business. We can answer your questions but we aren’t a fight club.” A:“I’m the owner.” (Or is him in another shop)

She takes out a scythe “I served loyally and this is how I am rewarded, with a priest attacking me.”

(Magic store is the store) “Thank you. I am a diplomat from Xed, Quincy, and I am on a mission.”

(Can we assume this is in the halls of the castle? I feel like that would be more apprioate for this)