The Throne... Roleplay Thread

Zark reads the paper of the information waiting to see what it has to read

Andrew after a long bout of trudging through the strange terrain , bumped into a wooden door.

A: Aye! Wait…

He looks around. In front of him , he can see a vast stone wall , and 2 wooden doors.
He opens them.

A: Is this… Demwir?
J: Yeah dude!

Andrew turns to look at the man.

A: Who are you?
J: Who, me?
A: Yeah, you.
J: I’m the tour guide! HEHEHEHE…
Andrew slowly walks away from him and hides around the nearest corner.
A:Ok…


@Shurian

The punch connects.
E: The dragon will judge your parents.
(Wait does Lyndas have the staff)

Andrew opens the doors , and makes his way in.

A: The Trueshot Crossbow. It’s somewhere here.

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Name: Abigail Lindas.
A victim of the Lindas incident. Was attempted to be converted at the young age of 7. Developed a psychotic side that loves killing Cultists. Sadistic in nature when psychotic.

Cult Magic does not affect her when she is Psychotic.


@CheesyKnives
ā€œIf the Dragon could judge my parents, they wouldn’t have died! Mithras too! I hate them all… they should all die… Eheheā€¦ā€

She throws the staff away with inhumane strength. Her hand goes for Ezura’s face, attempting to claw her…
It does not connect. Instead, it stops right before your face.
Falone is grabbing the hand of Abi- I mean Lyndas.

ā€œYou… YOU…!ā€

Andrew traverses through each abandoned room , finding bits and pieces , each having a story to tell.
J: Hey , what ya looking foor?
A: Huh? Oh. Nothing. Just… traversing.
Jaxx stands seriously.
J: No one comes here for nothing. Tell me.
A(nervously): Why should I tell you?
J(seriously): It’s in your best interest.


@Shurian

Ezura seems unfazed.
E: My prince.
She bows.
E: It seems we have another troublemaker in our midst, as you can see.

ā€œHeh…Our trump card is rather strongā€¦ā€ Zark says this while having a smile being rather confident that the unseen will win all the throne for themselves and even show a demon himself that the unseen is better then the cult

A: I’m looking for the Trueshot Crossbow.
J: OOOOOH! SPICY!
A: What do you mean?
J: Thing is , legend says that to explore Demwir takes a lifetime.
A: Why is that? It’s not that big.
J: That’s what you think… he chuckles mischeviously
J: But I know where it is.
A: Tell me!
J: Uh uh uh.
J: I want something from you first.
A: What is it?
J: I want you to kill me.
A: What?
J: Yeah.
A: Why can’t you just… kill yourself.
J: I wish. I tried. But no matter what I do , how hard I try. I Survive.
A: If you die , You can’t tell me where it is.
J: Well i’ll tell you.
A: Good.
J: I ate it.
A: You didn’t.
J: Did. Are you really gonna venture Demwir because you don’t believe me?
A:…
A: Fine , this is waste of Magic anyway.
Andrew’s hands seem to visibly pulsate. His face starts to redden , and he starts to bleed from seemingly nowhere.
A: Die!
A massive burst of blood shot out of Andrew’s hand. It came with an almighty force towards Jaxx.
J: Let’s hope this works. Hehe
Upon impact , everyone is blown back.
.
.
.
.
A: Did…Did it work?
J: No , still here buddy.
A:sigh.

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ā€œYou! LET ME GO!ā€ She screams.

The prince attacks her neck with his elbow, a swift strike.
ā€œEheā€¦ā€ She falls unconscious.

The prince turns to Ezura. ā€œPriest. May I ask what are you doing here?ā€

E: I was merely investigating some quite disturbing I heard.

@Shurian

ā€œNow. I shall take this young lady. She is a special person.ā€ The prince says. He carries her in one hand, carrying her over his shoulder.

The prince walks away.

E (muttering): Special in the head too.
Ezura walks off in the opposite direction.

Jaxx is dead and he got the thing

So he do a walkback to the Adiart.

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He picks up the note that was left

Knowing Andrew couldn’t hear him anyway he quietly smiles and says
Andrew… Come back soon… Hope you’ll be fine… I’m waiting for you, I have news too…

The night falls.

Andrew trudges through the Land of the Lost on his way back to Adiart.
In his hand , a crossbow, rumoured to never miss its target.
In his mouth , a speech designed to sway a nation.
In his head , a plan that trumps over his enemies.

ā€œShall we welcome the cultist with a pleasant present?ā€ @Strangle Narcian smirks.

He arrives at the border to the city.

Royal Guard: Hello there Andrew! Been a while since I seen ye. Where did you go , lad?
A: Places… Places…
RG: Okay then. Come through!
Andrew smiles as he walks into the city, to the castle, unsuspecting of any plan.

On his way to the castle, he encounters Lucy.

L: Hello, Andrew!
A: Hey.
A:…
A: Today’s a day. A day for change.
L: What do you mean?
A: You’ll see.
Andrew runs into the castle, leaving Lucy perplexed.

Ezura gets a note in her sleep.

ā€œGet your prince into the city centre by midday.ā€

ā€œOf course.ā€ Zark has a grin of evil

Knock…KNOCK…KNOCK

(I’m not in the house…
So how would knocking work unless it was knocking from the inside? :stuck_out_tongue:
Also, couldn’t be from the inside since magical barriered according to Cheesy =3 )