forum The Fae Prince and his Mortal Assassin
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@Fenrir

A has always been familiar with luxury. Growing up in the royal palace with nothing but the best life. The perfect home, the perfect title, the perfect betrothed, the perfect future.

B is a mortal assassin, sent out by his giulde to kill A, the only thing in their way from beciming the most powerful Giulde on the continent. B is nothing but determined to kill the princling, glad to be rid of the neucance and finally be free of the rules.

But when A and B meet, their worlds are turned upside down as they both become infactuated with each other, neither wanting to admit at first until B’s giulde comes for both A and B in retribution.
Rules

  • decent paragraphs, no one or two liners
  • please be active
  • lgbtqia+ Was thinking m/m pairing
  • template will be up soon

@Fenrir

(mo I love ya but I don't really gel with your writing style, nothing against you at all. But you are definately welcome to stalk <3)

@Fenrir

Here's a template!
Name -
Age -
Sexuality -
Race -
Appearance -
Personality -
Backstory -
likes -
Diikes-
Other -

@Fenrir

(It's ok! I sorta assumed that later on after I booped. I'll have a character up soon! Do you have a preference as who you'd like to play before I put my character up?)

@Fenrir

Name - Prince Faybian Niro
Age - 25
Sexuality - pansexual
Race - half human from his mother's side. half shape shifters from his father's side
Appearance -
Human form - Faybian has dark black curls that frame his angular face. His skin is a deep caramel tan color flecked with freckles and light scars. He has deep green eyes, iris's rimmed with brown. He stands around 5'9 and has a muscular build.
Feline Form- being that his father shifts into a lion, Faybian took after his father and can also shift into a cat. Faybian can shift into what can only be described as a giant black house cat. Taller than the average human, almost as big as his father. He has black fur, long and silky smooth. His body is lithe and unnaturally thin. His human eyes turn more brown/gold when he shifts
Personality - Faybian is easy going and carefree to the dismay of his father. He truly does love his kingdom but has never really felt right ruling alone. Deep down he's very caring and boyish, loving to sneak out and meet his people and spend time to get to know on a deeper level than just ruler and subject
Backstory - Faybian has grown up his entire life as a privileged prince. He's always loved luxury but since his 18th birthday where he had been named Crown Prince, he's been trying to make more of an effort to get to know his people and help them as much as he could
likes - loves the thrill of disobeying and getting into dangerous situations, sweets, melts at the sight of animals, and fire
Diikes- any act of cruelty, even the thought of something violent being done, being underestimated due to his age
Other - rarely shifts into his cat form due to causing fear to others but will if he feels if anyone is in danger
(Ok finally here he is!)

Deleted user

( aye! Still open or have you lost interest?)

@Fenrir

(still definitely interested! Don't think flimsey foe is coming back sadly but if they do, I'll set up another rp with them. You can have this one. I have a princy up but am willing to change if you'd rather be them instead. If not please fill out a template and read the rules above!)

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( I will and is love to be the assassin)

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Name - shinimora or shin hearthstone
Age - 24
Sexuality - gay
Race - dragon shifter
Appearance - in his human form he's about 6' foot. He's got longer pale-ish white hair. His skin was darker, kissed by the sun. Shins eyes were a pale blue, darker around his pupil. He had a tattoo that covered his chest and arms along with a multitude of dash scars on his arm to demonstrate the lives he's taken. In dragon form he's build like a sky dragon. Long thick wings, all the same albino white. His eyes a bloody crimson
Personality - shin is usually strait to the point unless he's temped by another male.
Backstory - shin was raised as any boy was. well fed, loved, cares for, but as time grew on shins father taught him more and more on how to use his powers. The art of killing and baring teeth was mot he knew. He's never had the time of day for love, so everything would have been new to him.
likes - a painless kill. Sour sweets, thinking games
Diikes- anoying people who think their sit don't stink

@Fenrir

(sorry for the wait! I love Shin! Here's a starter!)
"And here I thought we were going to have a civil conversation." Faybian muttered, raining him a pointed glare from his kingly father. "Howbcan you expect that when you act so childish?" He retorted sharply, glaring at his son from across the room.
Faybian scoffed and rolled his eyes. "It's not childish to not want to marry, father."
"Perhaps, but leaving your country defenseless is a foolish decision.
"Defenseless?" Faybian echoed in disbelief, finally turning to meet his father's steely gaze. "I'm the only only defense this kingdom will need. Not one from some princess who knows nothing of my people."
The king regarded his son evenly. "And tell me, prince what you know of our kingdom and it's people." He asked simply, tipping his head in a silent challenge.
Faybian clamped down on his response. He hated how easily his father could shut down the conversation, especially when they both knew faybian was right. "that's what I thought." The king continued, waving a hand in the air. "One week princeling. The masked ball is in one week. I expect you to find at least a suitable partner by then.”
Faybian had a good enough head on his shoulders to stop himself from questioning what would happen if he didn't or even refused to find a partner by then. He gave a Curt bid and a bow before quickly exiting the room, angry tears sliding down his cheeks as he headed straight for his room

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Shinimora sighed, pulling up his hood to hide his visible horns as he walked through town. The assassin hated going out during the sun hours. His bounty was higher then last year what a surprise . He looked up to the castle as he was going to make a special request from his town. They needed water, the droughts in deniver were killing plants, animals, anything really. He was tired of the kings constant ignoring, but that would all change. He knew at the ball, he had a target. A unmarried prince, ready for betrothal. With the kingdom lost of a heir there'd be room for a new lineage. The lineage of the dragons.

@Fenrir

The prince ran a delicate hand along the folds of the crushed velvet cloak he had hung up along with the rest of his clothes for the Masquerade ball in a week…and nearly ripped it down from where it as displayed. He couldn’t think of anything more disgusting than being the prince right now. How could he be both the people’s savior and the puppet his father wanted without hating himself? With tangled sigh, before tumbling into a panic attack, Faybian grabbed a tattered brown cloak he had stashed away in the back of his closet as well as a simple tunic and pants and threw them on. If it weren’t for his signature black hair and green eyes that was plastered on every surface imaginable in the kingdom, he wouldn’t have to hide so much, then again, even with the hood he tossed over his curls, shadowing his feature and any semblance of the prince, he still wouldn’t be able to hide his true self. With a deep breath, he sheathed a dagger beneath the cloak, knowing better than to wander the streets without a weapon, and disappeared out his bedroom window, shifting midway into his cat form in order to traverse the castle rooftops until he got to ground level. It wasn’t until he reached the capitol city that he shifted back and started wandering the smalls hops that lined the streets. How he’d love to disappear completely among his people, even be one of them, with their hardships and simple life than to be a prince, wasting away in his little castle, agonizing over the day he’d have to take partner e had no interest in sharing his life with.

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shinamora hadn't been watching where he was going, bumping into someone from the outer rings. or at least he looked like it. " im so sorry, " he said as he grabbed for his hood. even in the outer rings dragons weren't well respected

@Fenrir

Faybian let out a strangled yelp as he stumbled back. "No! No no no no! That was my fault, I didn't look where I was going." He reassured, securing his over over his head, breathing a sigh of relief. "Are you alright?" He asked, looking the other over.

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" yeah… im alright.." he said softly