forum Royalty Roleplay (OPEN)

Started July 18, 2018 by @Fraust

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(I got you, it’s going to be kinda weird tho)

Edwin, in a fit was walking back to the palace, only to see a large dead elk. And one thought came to mind. Venison. Edwin walked over, “Are you Damien?”

"I am, and you are?" Damian was pulling the elk with one hand. He heard he was a child of a certain tribe that wasn't liked well and that's why the people didn't like him much. He dropped the head of the elk and wiped his hands on his pants.
(Sorry, I was making lunch for my family.)

“I am Edwin, and I must say, I heard your the best hunter around here according to my betrothed. I love the taste of venison,” Edwin said, with a nod towards the elk, “Looks like some good game.”

"Well, no one else really goes out into the forest for some reason." He kicks the dirt under his feet. "So, I give everyone here their meat. I plan on selling this guy." He picks him back up. "After I butcher him of course." Everyone stared as Damian lifted the head over his shoulder.

“You are your own butcher? You seem very accomplished, I haven’t seen man butchers that also hunted in my country,” Prince Edwin regarded thoughtfully.

"So, you're not from here?" It was a bit obvious but he asked anyway. "You're welcome to join me, it won't be pretty though. Warning, people might give you weird looks if your with me." Like they weren't already, he was used to it.

“No, I’m from overseas. And I’d love to join you, I don’t mind the blood,” Edwin thought over people giving the prince weird looks. He shook his head, “I don’t mind strange looks.”

Damian looked down at Edwin. Shrugging he pulled the elk further up his shoulder. "Alright this way." His place was a bit out of town and it would be a walk, but he liked it. "Its a walk, so I hope you dont mind walking."

“I don’t mind walking,” Edwin replied. This would be a perfect opportunity to draw out the attacker of his betrothed, out away from the crowds.

"Okay." It was a straight shot through th town and into the forest. "So, what brought you here to such a small town?" Damian knew he was of high status, just by the way he carried himself and how his skin and everything looked. *First the princess and now a noble, what's up with them and coming to such dirty places?

“I was betrothed, for political and economic reasons of course, and my mother sent me over in order to meet my future wife,” Edwin explained, looking at the trees.

"So, you're not even going to deny the fact you are royalty." Damian laughed. "You're a weird guy." He saw his house in the distance it was small, but nice. He kept up with his yard and cleaned it every day, in case a day like this would come. "It's no castle, but that's fine by me."

“I’m not royalty,” Edwin blurted out, mad at himself for falling into the trap he was raised in. He exclaimed quickly, trying to cover it up, “And your house is lovely to me!”

"Hm," Damian smiled. "Well, your definitely not a commoner." He laid the elk outside in his front yard as he went around to the back to get things set up. He didn't care for having blood on his front lawn. "Watch your step when you come back here."

(But it wouldn't make sense because she wasn't assigned to her and she could of killed her earlier.)

(Ooooh! I got an idea! Maybe your character has a sister or a brother who is also an assassin. Maybe this assassin sibling was assigned to kill the princess, but she gets caught and thrown in prison (maybe sentenced to death in the future). Now, your character has to pose as royalty into order to save her sibling.)

(I like this idea, ok.)

(Okay I've put together Savannah's wedding getup:
Dress: https://www.google.com/search?safe=active&tbm=isch&q=stunning+wedding+dresses&chips=q:stunning+wedding+dresses,g_4:princess&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwjR5eLUiejcAhVK5IMKHaw0CEAQ4lYILigA&biw=1440&bih=794&dpr=1#imgrc=-CZLsvwhVL0aCM:
Hair: https://www.google.com/search?safe=active&tbm=isch&q=wedding+hairstyles&backchip=g_2:fairytale+princess&chips=q:wedding+hairstyles,g_2:princess&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwj40Jy0y-jcAhWM2YMKHc5ID_kQ3VYIJygA&biw=1440&bih=794&dpr=1#imgrc=KMcVd-YPaeazWM: )

"Hm," Damian smiled. "Well, your definitely not a commoner." He laid the elk outside in his front yard as he went around to the back to get things set up. He didn't care for having blood on his front lawn. "Watch your step when you come back here."

Edwin shook his head, “Of course I am a commoner. What would make you assume anything else?” He stepped carefully to follow Damian.

"You're clean and you don't carry yourself like a commoner and your speech." Damian laughed again. "Don't get me started on that." Huge knives laid on the ground and blood stained the grass in his back yard. Now Damian was a commoner he was constantly covered in sweat dirt and blood, he slumped his shoulders a bit, although he's been getting better at that. There was no way he could pull off being a noble. He was taller than most the people here his skin was dark, he had black hair and icy blue eyes. He was just too different. He expected the fact he was going to live alone for the rest of his life.

Savannah woke up in the castle, conscious of the fact that her leg was now bandaged. She sat up and looked around, blinking in the bright lights. How strange… I don't remember passing out. Where is everyone? Part of her wanted to go looking for them, but something told her that she wouldn't be able to walk if she attempted to do so. "Hello? Is anyone there?" Her face was quite pale and drained of blood, and she was generally just a bit shaken up.

“My mother raised me to speak as I do,” Edwin defended, but he heard the difference in their words even then. He did have to admit he was clean, “So let me help. I’m okay with getting dirty.”

(Also, yeah, me and my sis will be out with our family for a bit in a little bit. Our father just got back from a trip up north and we’re helping unpack his car lol)

Damian rolled his eyes. He should just admit it. Damian handed him a butcher's knife and a pair of goggles. "It with spladder in your face so keep your mouth shut" He pulled up a piece of skin and cut it. "First we have to take skin it."

Lexi looked down from where two people where talking and trying to skin an elk. Maybe it wouldn't hurt. She thought to herself before she threw a knife hitting on of them square in the shoulder before throwing another one at the other man before immediately disappearing into the shadows.