Time for the royals to do something (fantasy adventure rp) rp thread

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    The ongoing clutter of boots on the ground and hooves on the ground sent a shiver down the young mans back as he stood watching, surveying the people in front and around him. This particular individual stood out from the crowd. He was distinctly human, granting him some strange looks from the crowds of people that walked past, even a scowl or two from the ‘higher beings’ that called themselves angels.


    He shrugged off the feeling of inferiority that had enveloped him for a split second as a voice popped into his head. “If you don’t like them, you should let me take care of them. Filthy angels” it sounded, almost muttering the last bit.


    “Shut up. We work for them now remember?” He replied harshly, glancing about as if trying to pinpoint a specific person. “Whatever you say, Damari” the voice said once more before fading out into the deeper corners of his mind.


    Damari let out a sigh and carried on walking forward in the street. Damari was a pretty tall person, which meant he could carry his blue eyes higher than most of he crowd around him, yet he still couldn’t find the person he was looking for. It wasn’t like he was exactly going to be hard to find either with his yellow hair.


    “Lilliana...” he muttered softly, trying to spot the princess through the crowd of people here to celebrate the gala. Now he wished he’d asked the others where they usually picked up the princesses for the celebrations, but his pride had kept him from asking. “Where are they?”

    By a large table a group of elves where gossiping. Stuff about the centaurs or the couple of undead at the gala. Disgusting gossips at least to the armored man stood next to one of the few elves not gossiping. Incredi lifted his tankard to his helmet and took a swig which The Queen mimicked. Both really didn't like some of the other royals here. They seemed full of themselves constantly.


    "Don't know how to be quiet do they, they probably have never had to stab an ogre" The Queen said calmly to her adoptive son. Incredi chuckled at the comment with a hidden smirk. The pair are only really here for the peace talks. Even his siblings seemed to hate it. Even the snooty witch who usually enjoyed this crap.


    Incredi continued to drink from the tankard before feeling that it was empty. By the ironwood it was annoying. He sighed before tapping The Queen on the shoulder plate. She even wore her steel armor to formal meetings. "Hey I'm getting more ale, might see if there's anyone here less regal" he stated earning a nod from his mother.


    He proceeded to walk towards the drinks table intentionally barging past a group of minotaurs. They'd insulted his sister by talking about wooing her. He was quite protective. He quickly found the bottle of, admittedly, decent ale and began pouring it into his tankard. The orc looked across the crowd looking for certain people, especially the human he saved. He only spotted angels, undead and a human from what he could tell. A male however. Looked shifty to him.

    ((Ahhh I hope this is okay! I wanted to start us out with a little bit of drama since I saw we are already dislike the mintaurs xD))((Also figured it would get Damari, Incredi, and possibly Celestes attentions))


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    Her dress/wings



    Within the crowd of angels entering the event, a small yet evidently royal girl could be seen. Her long silver dress trailed behind her rather elegantly and her blue eyes seemed to part the crowd with just a look. She was quite a sight really, though she seemed quite eager to escape the ever growing crowd. Lifting her dress slightly off the ground she almost glided across the floor. Her tall wings shifted in slight discomfort as she realized Damari wasn't anywhere in sight. Twirling in a circle to get a better look at everything, Lilliana realized she was far too short to get a good look at anything. Sighing, she made an executive decision to make her way over to the drinks table in hopes that she would get a better view there. Moving her slender fingers to the jewelry that adorned her neck, she began heading toward the table. As she drew near, she realized there was a man there that she recognized: the eldest son of the Minotaur king. They had met somewhat recently due to an trip she had went on with her father to address a treaty between the two kingdoms. He was, although technically younger than she was, far older than she was in mental and physical maturity. She has since received letters from him, that she has decided to ignore, attempting to discuss a possible marriage to unite the kingdoms. This was a very unappetizing topic for, angel wise, relatively young Lilliana, as he was well into his forties.

    Being that she was rather recognizable, she wasn't surprised that he walked over to her. Forcing a soft grin she turned to face the, notably drunk, angry Minotaur.

    "Ahh Eldric, how nice to see you," she greeted in as nice a tone as she could muster, "How have you-" Her words were interrupted quite abruptly as he her grabbed her by the wrist. His words, rather slurred, seemed to be about his ignored letters at first, before his anger shifted into a drunken flirty gesture as he attempted to draw her near. A disgusted look came across her face as she turned away, his breath stank of alcohol and his gestures simply appalled her. In a moment she would have to do something about this, or hope that Damari found her before she had to tarnish her and her fathers reputation. That would be a rather unfortunate event if it were to occur, but she really couldn't put up with Eldrics behavior.


    “You have an admirer of a peculiar race” a voice entered Damari’s head, and almost immediately he felt a gaze on him, with was probably being highlighted by the parasite. Blue orbs gazing through the crowd, he quickly snapped on to Incredi’s eyes as he did so. Usually he would’ve gazed away immediately, but due to this small incident the little incident that was happening behind him was highlighted to Damari. “Damn Minotaur” he muttered and clenched his teeth before beginning to work his way through the crowd.


    As he hit through and passed the orc he passed him a glance. Interestingly enough he didn’t seem complete. If anything Damari actually felt a little drawn towards him, as if there were something familiar about him. Shrugging that off however he continued through the bystanders who were watching the ongoing event with wary eyes. Nobody liked minotaurs, but nobody wanted to piss then off either.


    Finally standing up straight, the human stepped behind the Minotaur and reached for his hand from behind, placing it on top of its fist whilst bringing his lips close to the furry things ear. Strangely enough, the prince froze as if he’d just seen a monster appear. “Prince Eldric, I assume?” He questioned quietly, and the drunken beast nodded curtly, “I’d like to ask you refrain from doing anything rash. After all we are in the public eye” the blonde human hinted. Little did everyone know, tendrils we’re wrapped around the Minotaurs big hand, having come from the humans palm. The strength of their grip would’ve crushed an ordinary mans hand, but thankfully the beast before him was no ordinary creature.


    As the Minotaur dropped Lilliana and stepped backwards, Damari walked past him before bowing to the prince, attempting to make his respect obvious to the public eye. “Bravo” the voice came through his head, and Damari would’ve told it to be quiet if he hadn’t been around so many other people. Finally, he turned to his princess and dropped on a knee, bowing his head, “forgive me, I was not in the right place to prevent this”

    Incredi heard something from behind him. His hearing was good despite not being an actual elf. He turned his head slightly as the human passed him but not to look at him instead at the minotaur and angel. Prince Eldric and one of the angel royalty. The Prince was honestly quite creepy towards some. Especially the opposite gender. Scratch that mainly the opposite gender. He noticed that the minotaur had been holding the angel's wrist. Forcefully. Luckily someone had stopped him.


    However the half orc felt the minotaur should be punished. The Queen told him years ago that punishing the guilty coil help others. So he calmly walked over to the three with his tankard still in hand. His grip on it was quite strong. "Hey what's going on here, is the bull causing trouble" he asked Lilliana and Damari while glaring at the minotaur. The orc had in the past beat into the minotaur after Eldric tried to grab his youngest sister. He still remembered the first haymaker cracking the bull's teeth. He knew he shouldn't fight someone but was ready to if push came to shove. Especially since the minotaur looked a bit mad.

    Celeste | Sibling of Lilliana

    Celeste wasn’t exactly known to be the most... Productive during events such as this. Sure, she enjoyed to sketch the scene and talked to some others but that was practically it. No one would’ve thought of her as any kind of royalty. She preferred it that way really, that way no one could judge her just from her position or how she looked.


    Yet, she still somehow managed to look slightly off whenever she went in public. It wasn’t her physical appearance that set her off but her powers. From the moment she became “royalty” in the angel kingdom, not a single member had managed to detect her species. All they’ve managed to come up with was that she was either a celestial witch or dark witch of some sort. She didn’t exactly love the title as witch so she took on the title as a celestial being.


    At a first glance, they would just see her as a black haired girl sitting on top of the stairs to oversee everything. She had refused to wear anything different then she usually did, just a casual black and white striped shirt with black leggings. She was currently gazing over the people there and trying to memorize the scene, which wasn’t exactly the easiest project, but it was helpful to have enhanced memory in cases like this.


    Upon seeing Lilliana, Damari, and another person she didn’t recognize gathering in front of a minotaur, the girl teleported to stand beside her sister. She crossed her arms and her gaze locked with the minotaur, not seeming to be bothered by the fact that he was older and actually part of the royal family unlike her. She looked over to the others, “What did I miss?” She immediately gave Lilliana and Damari a look that said: don’t you dare tell him I’m her sister.

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    (( Ahhh sorry if it’s a bit messy, I’m traveling right now so I’m not reviewing it and have been working on it on and off all day ))


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    Dress and wings



    A deep sigh of relief escaped Lilliana’s lips when Damari came to her aid. She watched with a curious gaze as Aelfric had first turned in anger to one that was unmistakably that’s of confusion. Lilliana almost stumbled backward as soon as he released her. Her other hand rubbed the now sore appendage as the Minotaur had grabbed her quite harshly. Furrowing her brows she glanced down at the large hand-mark that Eldric had left on her. How unfortunate. Her attention was caught as soon as Damari took a knee. Breathing deeply to calm her panicked heart, due to the events having just occurred, Lilliana let a a small grin to part her lips.

    “Don’t apologize, Damari,” she said soothingly, grabbing his shoulder lightly to guide him back into a standing stance. “You’ve done well, thank you.” Her eyes scanned him for a moment before her attention was once again drawn away from her previous focus.

    A tall man in a full suit of armor had approached. He was a stocky build, which was an unusual trait considering he was evidently elven due to his armor type. Glancing at the weapon in his hand and listening to the tone of his voice Lilliana decide it best to step in. Stepping forward so she stood between both the knight and Damari, she cast her eyes toward Eldric.

    “Oh no, I believe,” she said, her gaze somewhat hardening despite a light grin spread across her face. “He was just leaving.” She watched as the drunk, and still quite angry, Eldric began to wander off, cursing under his breath. He pushed past people and eventually disappeared into the crowd, and when he did she let out a breath she didn’t know she had been holding. Rubbing her wrist a little bit she turned to the elf, or who she assumed was an elf.

    “My name is Lilliana, and who is it that I owe thanks to for coming to my aid?” She asked before grinning at Damari. “Well, beside Damari, of course.” Her face lit up for a moment before she gracefull spun back to look at the tall knight, hand extended despite the pain that she felt in that wrist.

    Incredi was holding in a laugh at the minotaur being fended off so easily. He was always bark no bite. He did turn towards the lady. An angel definitely, always a certain look. The orc stopped trying to hide his laugh slightly letting out a kind chuckle. He shook Lilliana's hand making sure to be gentle due to the injured wrist. "hello Lilliana, I'm called Incredi" he said kindly but in his usually gruffer voice. He let go of her hand and took a sip from his tankard. The handle now had indents from his fingers.

    He looked into the crowd to make sure the minotaur was gone. The Prince was actually trying to flirt with The Queen. That won't end well. He however turned back to Lilliana and Damari with a hidden smile. The helmet got bothersome in that department. "I've dealt with the Prince before, I'm the reason he has a couple fake teeth, he won't try if I'm here" he stated calmly "so how are you enjoying the gala, it's a bit much here"

    Celeste | Sibling Of Lilliana

    Celeste eventually got bored of sitting around and teleported to stand beside her sister, Damari, and another person she didn’t recognize. She doubted that Lilliana or Damari would be pleased with what she’d chosen to wear but that was the least of her worries. Her gaze flickered over the three of them as she asked, “What exactly did I miss?” She shakes her head, “I always look away at the wrong time.” She then looked over to her sister and Damari and gave them a look that said: Don’t tell him I’m her sister.

    As Damari was thanked, he swore he’d heard the sound of a tongue clicking. “If you say so” he replied to the princess, glancing around before deciding it must’ve been his other part. Standing up straight, he gazed the orc before him. Whilst he may appear to be eleven to most due to the armour, there was no fooling the demon inside Damari. “Speaking of freaks, here comes another now” Damari heard, and turned just before Celeste could start speaking.


    Damari tilted his head in mild interest at the glance he received, hearing a chuckling enter his head to his annoyance. “Nothing we can’t handle, thank you” the curt yet polite answer came out, his blue eyes questioning the princesses motives. Before glancing back to Incredi. “Quite the grip you got there” he commented with a little grin.

    (( Sorry I took so long! Hope this is all right! ))


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    Lilliana drew back her hand after a gruff voice answered her question. “Ah, well it’s wonderful to meet you, Incredi.” Her small frame, although still quite regally positioned, drew into one with a bit more comfort. Her light eyes scanned the large man as she listened to his comment of Eldrics missing teeth, letting a short giggle to ripple from her lips. It was a rather enjoyable fact for the Princess. After her short laugh, she pondered his following question. The gala, it wasn’t all that different from the many she had been to throughout her life, the same drinks and food, music that could put you to sleep, and gross men asking you to dance. A sort of mixed emotion seemed to create an odd expression, but only for a second. Quickly her face lightened up a little and she gestured to the ballroom that was rather full and lively.

    “Well it seems quite fun,” she said, before she let a semi playful expression take to her features. “But I can’t aay I’ve had the most pleasant evening so far.” She let out another quick laugh before she suddenly stiffened, wings folding tight and rigid.

    She glanced to the girl that appeared. Her black hair and overly casual outfit made her undeniably recognizable. Celeste. Now, she didn’t hate her sister. Lilliana loves her sister dearly, she really did, but that isn’t to say they always got along. They both had their flaws, but every-time they go to a gala and Celeste turns up like this, Lilliana can never help but feel a bit flustered. It was a poor look for such a formal event, and despite the fact that really no one ever remembered that Celeste was her sister, she always felt a hint of shame when she spied her attire. Although her face flushed a little pink and her hands were wound a tad too tightly you wouldn’t have been able to tell that she felt any poor emotion to Celeste’s arrival.

    “Ahh, just prince Eldric. We all know how he can be,” she said, placing a faux grin on her face before turning away from her sister quite promptly. “Anyway Incredi,” she began. “What do you think of it? Beside it being a little much.”

    Incredi let out a quick snort at the grip comment. He has broken too many forks for that to not be funny. "yeah I've been told that, not allowed to grab onto small things too often" he joked as he took another sip of his tankard.

    He did internally jump at the teleportation of Celeste. Teleporting usually surprised him easily, damn sister pulling jokes on him. He honestly was glad at the newcomers attire. Someone else didn't bother to dress formally, his armor was essentially his normal clothes. She must know these two somehow. He'll ask later on. He looked towards Lilliana again at her question and let out a chuckle "honestly I think this thing can go to hell, I don't like formal stuff" he said calmly taking another quick sip "especially due to the more...condescending nobles to put it politely"

    Celeste | Sibling of Lilliana

    Celeste grinned as Incredi spoke and summoned a drink in her hand, then taking a sip. She looks over to him, “Agreed. You seem pretty cool.” She looked over to her sister and rolled her eyes, then looking back to him.