The Incarnate
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Dragons of Rayalden - dragons and riders
Janli sat quietly in the middle of the orphan children. half of them were girls, the other half where boys. She played monopoly with half of the boys and life with the others while the girls played with her hair and and the make-up she brought. She'd been here often. Annoly had the only orphanage in all the cities that the King ruled. More kids came here everyday as the King's henchwoman took out potential enemies. The dragoness only allowed the kids to live. Kids who would grow up with hate for the king in their hearts and revenge on the brain. The lucky ones were too young to remember, but the older ones plotted together in the basement on the orphanage. Janli would sometimes join them, pointing out what would be hard to manage and what would be easiest. Sometimes she could just talk them out of things that would lead to their death instantaneously, other times they were set and those on the group didn't return.
Janli was tired of seeing the children disappear. Children younger than her by three years or more. At least ten have left and never returned. Going out to look for them never proved useful, they were gone, and if she found any of them at all, it was their clothes in shreds. whether Lorian or the King did it, she didn't know, but it made her hate the Monarch even more.
At nightfall Janli left the orphanage, her hair in an array of hairstyles. She'd have to brush it out later.
Dragons of Rayalden - dragons and riders
Read more about this role play...The planet is named Rayalden, the country most of you will be role-playing in in the country Annoly. Annoly is a older country who despises the use of technology the other countries have taken a likeness to, it doesn't help that anything electronic, or made by electronics, fall apart if they are taken into, or near, Annoly. Annoly is also the home for dragons, which may explain its lack of electronic use. On the plus side, almost everyone in Annoly has learned magic in some way, whether it is...
Janli sat quietly in the middle of the orphan children. half of them were girls, the other half where boys. She played monopoly with half of the boys and life with the others while the girls played with her hair and and the make-up she brought. She'd been here often. Annoly had the only orphanage in all the cities that the King ruled. More kids came here everyday as the King's henchwoman took out potential enemies. The dragoness only allowed the kids to live. Kids who would grow up with hate for the king in their hearts and revenge on the brain. The lucky ones were too young to remember, but the older ones plotted together in the basement on the orphanage. Janli would sometimes join them, pointing out what would be hard to manage and what would be easiest. Sometimes she could just talk them out of things that would lead to their death instantaneously, other times they were set and those on the group didn't return.
Janli was tired of seeing the children disappear. Children younger than her by three years or more. At least ten have left and never returned. Going out to look for them never proved useful, they were gone, and if she found any of them at all, it was their clothes in shreds. whether Lorian or the King did it, she didn't know, but it made her hate the Monarch even more.
At nightfall Janli left the orphanage, her hair in an array of hairstyles. She'd have to brush it out later.
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