TimeSplitter
Speaker for the Voices
TimeSplitter submitted a new role play:
Tyrant's Gaze: Lock and Key - Its a long road to usurp the throne.
The carriage driver takes a quick peek at the cargo he had been charged with; It was certainly an interesting trio, though he couldn't recognise any of them, they were all blindfolded and had their hands chained. One man was built as big as a giant, and his shackles were way thicker than that of the others to compensate, the Driver shudders to think what the man would do should he escape, though he felt fairly safe seeing the thickness of his shackles. Another seemed like an innocent lady, though he knew if she was in the cage with the others, then she was dangerous, and wouldn't take any chances with her. Unbelievably, the last of them seemed to have wings attached to his back, and he wonders for a brief moment what it would be like to be able to fly, but he didn't let it bother him, the wings weren't going to help the boy now.
Satisfied with inspection, the driver closes the iron door with a heavy slam, and begins his journey back into Essa, eager to get out of the Frost-lands. He chuckles to himself as he draws his heavy coat closer into himself to warm him up, and then takes the whips to get the horses moving on their way.
The weather gets warmer as they get taken deeper into the Kingdom of Essa, and warmer still as the carriage arrives at the centre at the city where the castle towered over the rest of the city, the beautiful piercing sunlight showering over everything made it look beautiful, even though the nature of the castle couldn't be darker, it was there place where Vapik would put down his dooming judgement for the three captives.
The three were marched in blindness with blades at their backs. After a few moments, they were stopped, and after their eyes readjusted to the light they saw that they were placed before Vapik's throne, though the throne may have once been golden, it was stained with blood and rust. Vapik doesn't even look up at the three before him, he was too busy reading a book, though he still shouts down at them from his seat.
"So... how are you feeling today?"
Tyrant's Gaze: Lock and Key - Its a long road to usurp the throne.
Read more about this role play...The kingdom of Ezekiel was once a Utopia, a sanctuary for all against the harsh winds of the Frost-lands. It was founded long ago by the crusader turned king, Ezekiel, who found a strange and beautiful crystal buried on a plateau. After shaking the snow off it, the crystal let off a beautiful but blinding light as it hovered over his hands before floating off into the sky, parting the dark black clouds and allowing for sunlight to pass through into the small section of the...
The carriage driver takes a quick peek at the cargo he had been charged with; It was certainly an interesting trio, though he couldn't recognise any of them, they were all blindfolded and had their hands chained. One man was built as big as a giant, and his shackles were way thicker than that of the others to compensate, the Driver shudders to think what the man would do should he escape, though he felt fairly safe seeing the thickness of his shackles. Another seemed like an innocent lady, though he knew if she was in the cage with the others, then she was dangerous, and wouldn't take any chances with her. Unbelievably, the last of them seemed to have wings attached to his back, and he wonders for a brief moment what it would be like to be able to fly, but he didn't let it bother him, the wings weren't going to help the boy now.
Satisfied with inspection, the driver closes the iron door with a heavy slam, and begins his journey back into Essa, eager to get out of the Frost-lands. He chuckles to himself as he draws his heavy coat closer into himself to warm him up, and then takes the whips to get the horses moving on their way.
The weather gets warmer as they get taken deeper into the Kingdom of Essa, and warmer still as the carriage arrives at the centre at the city where the castle towered over the rest of the city, the beautiful piercing sunlight showering over everything made it look beautiful, even though the nature of the castle couldn't be darker, it was there place where Vapik would put down his dooming judgement for the three captives.
The three were marched in blindness with blades at their backs. After a few moments, they were stopped, and after their eyes readjusted to the light they saw that they were placed before Vapik's throne, though the throne may have once been golden, it was stained with blood and rust. Vapik doesn't even look up at the three before him, he was too busy reading a book, though he still shouts down at them from his seat.
"So... how are you feeling today?"