Players:
Blitz the SkyWing - Swift
EEclipse The NightWing - Scorch
ShadowFire38 - Dirgel
LoveTheRain - Viper
Setting:
The SandWing Kingdom, just weeks before Oasis's royal challenge is rumored to happen. But whispers are traveling of a deadly plot. Whispers of Oasis's plan. Whispers of treason, death, and betrayal. Claws grip harder, doors slam shut, and mercenaries spread the news.
But this plot... is more than meets the eye.
Rules:
1. No swearing or gore. A bit of blood is allowed, though.
2. No manipulating or killing other player's character.
3. You may only have one character. No overpowered characters.
4. Try to make posts at least 3 sentances long.
5. Go with the plot. Don't make crazy changes.
6. Normal roleplay rules.
7. Have fun!
Starting Plot:
Swift gripped her pouch. She could hear the clank of of metal inside, and she nodded, reasurred that she hadn't lost her weapon. She looked around. This was the place. A sunny desert pavillion, a few dragons standing around a central fountain. Small flowers and cacti blossomed around the area, and a broken camp fire layed in the corner. A SandWing, tall, elegant, and clearly a royal, stood on a ledge. She seemed to be counting the dragons there. She smiled, and ushered them closer.
"Hello, my friends," the dragon said in a slippery-smooth voice. "I am Que- Princess Oasis. I presume you know me. I'm, of course, the future queen. But, of course, friends, you are needed. You have a simple job," Oasis said, pausing for effect.
"Kill my mother."