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//the plot of the story. i play as the princess, you play as the spellcasters son. where we start, they are running from the castle siege and into the forest. it'll take through two days (one can be skipped if you'd like) of forest travel til they get to a village town. then, the rest is free reign! i do have ideas for the thread, so i'll pm you about them as well //
In a kingdom named Vale, in a little of what they'd consider their later years, the King and Queen cannot bear a heir to the throne. They worry and ask the royal spellcaster for help.
In favor of the king, they brews a concoction of blue butterfly wings, milk, and sugar. Place barley by it for success. Drink a little everyday for a month, after waking each morn. A month passes. The Queen is with child and the King is pleased. The spellcaster was at first pleased that their potion worked. The Spellcaster knew they'd see their child. (Up to you if they are born earlier) A hope for a continual royal spellcaster line.
Nine month's pass, a princess is born. With the royal mark, handed down by royal generations. The kingdom is ecstatic. The crown will have an heir.
In the eve of peace, the Spellcaster moves elsewhere to raise their son, away from the capital. The castle raises the young princess.
Years pass, letters sent, parties thrown, visits made.
The Spellcaster's Son sees the Princess a few moments in his young life. She's asked him a couple things. Such as: "What is with your funny hat," "Do you know swordfighting," "Are you going to hurt to toad or throw it down someone's shirt," and, "Are you going to the woods? Can I go?" All said in a simple, straightforward tone. It's my parents, no, maybe, and no. Always curious, and quizious of humor.
The Princess had seen the Spellcaster's Son a bit as well in youth. Always studious and wary. While she wasn't the socialist butterfly in the shed, she still wanted friends and adventures. To fight battles and live to tell the tale of it. Ambitious for a little girl as ambitious as is to become the grandest spellcaster for a little boy. Conversations were short between them.
At the age in their young adulthood, the Princess would have suitors asking for her hand and the Spellcaster's Son would graduate to a more esteemed magic study. It was a turning point that'd switch their lives. Their parents meeting about distressing political matters, a call for war cut in. Seiges, raids, countless losses. Curfew, regulations, fear. Training, combat, battle, the blood.
As the kingdom came over seiged, screams of staff and villagers as they ran for their lives, the Princess and the Spellcaster's Son found each other and ran to safety. The Princess' parents fell in battle. The Spellcaster nowhere to be seen. With the clothes on their back, sword and tome at hand, the two mourn together as the life they knew shattered. Having only each other in a unfamiliar world, they travel, building a friendship of and eventually turn into more as their travel for a new home against a chasing army.
It would be just that if it wasn't for the son cursed into an unfortunate demise and those who follow him.
[mini-rule segment - please do not kiss and diss and please be semi-advanced! a paragraph or two is at minimum. try to be active, i understand if school permits you from replying much. if you want to drop the thread, tell me so i'll know to release the thread. for the "form," put up a picture (real life please!), name, age, if his curse has any specifics, and (more) personality (i made him a lil' blank on purpose. add your own flair!) if you read this, add in comment "sword tome"]
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