Roleplay Starter

Tressing

This is a roleplay starter that can go many different ways, such as how you were caught, where, and more importantly why. This can all determine your fate for crossing over the unknown amd untamed boarder which is ruled over and protected by someone far more untamed. Will you test your luck? Also was just proud at how well it turned out.

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The wind rushed along sharply against the kingdoms boarder as the oceans waves beat relentlessly against the cliff, the surface glittering the colors of the fiery sunset of a multitude of colors that challenge even the most talented of hands. The forest that carpeted the canyons was filled with a humid fog and the creatures of the night clearing their lungs for their midnight performance. The whipoorwills tune specifically caught the tentative ears of a young woman testing the edge of her windows balcony.

Restless. She couldnt sleep, it was always difficult to ignore the fading light each night of the colorful sky and the sweet tune of the whipoorwill. Her father started to try and set a curfew to at least go to her room and stay there for the night rather than go lurking the halls to terrify and play her own little games with the gaurds. There was a feeling of expectancy in the air, and she just couldn't place her finger on what it was just yet or even what she could have forgotten if anything. Shrugging it off as impatience for the next day, her preditor blue and golden gaze watched the horizon line quietly.

The midnight gaurd caught others at the boarder, bringing them to the king that night to decide on what to do with the tresers. The floor was mosaic of a faraway unknown bit of islands scattered about like broken glass, the roof a gray of stained glass in the dome before other paintings and stories told above lingered, watching over what other tales that may enter their halls. No matter how late, the job is never truly done and the king himself hardly ever gets his rest. Tonight he has wile his wife took over the late shift to allow her dear husband to get his rest. She was short but well built for a non avian, long waves of dark brown hair warming her tanned shoulders and hazel eyes patiently watching the silent halls with a moment of silence as the tresers were brought into the throne room to see what brought them to venture anywhere near.