Midieval Fantasy

[Kali]

Ok, I only have two rules:

1. Literacy. This means at least three lines per post please
2. Follow site rules

Please realize this is mature. I don't know how much romance there is going to be, and drugs haven;t been invented yet, but there will be cussing... and romance is fine if it comes up.

I need a plot idea. The setting is a forest, which I will elaborate on when I can think of a plot. I just really wanted to do one of these...

[Kali]

ooc// Here is my intro though...

A cloaked figure stood motionless underneath the trees of the forest. It was a mazing how still it was, as if the figure was nothing more than a statue built in a very odd place. Only the thin shoulders and broad hips gave away that the figure, was in fact, female, perhaps the statue of a goddess with her finely chiseled features and pale skin. Her name was Kalisin. Many assumed that she was named after Princess Kalisin, daughter of King Jonathan who had ruled a kingdom not far from the forest over a hundred years ago. The princess had dissapeared the morning of her 17th birthday, never to be seen again. It had devastated King Jonathan and Queen Lillian to the point where they neglected their kingdom, causing chaos and despair. Those that assumed this, were wrong. Very, very wrong for she was not named after her, but WAS her. Yes. She was Princess Kalisin from all those years ago, now over a hundred and 20 years old, although she still looked exactly like she had the morning of her kidnapping. Her long, silky black hair was as lush and pretty as ever, framing a round, smooth face and bright, gray eyes. There were really only two differences: One, her skin was much paler, almost white. Two, her eyes held more knowledge, the knowledge of her 120 years. Kalisin was a vampire. She had been kidnapped and turned on her 17th birthday, doomed to roam the world for eternity. Doomed to watch her beloved kingdom fall into chaos as her parents became depressed... but that had been many years ago.

A mile away, another creature stood, although not as motionless as Kalisin. She looked much like a horse, with a shiny black coat and matching mane. There were some differences between her and a horse, for in her coat and mane were flecks of silver, and extending up from her back were two, large black wings. Eclipse was a felsteed with one major, unseen difference between her and a horse: She could breath fire. Eclipse lunged forward, straight toward Kalisin, and in the blink of an eye, what had looked like a statue was on Eclipse's back. Eclipse was Kalisin's friend, although not as old as Kalisin. She was only 50, which was rather young for felsteeds who lived to be 500 or so. The two came to a stop near a lake. It was a myth that vampires could not go into the sun, and Kalisin had no idea where it came from, but it helped people not suspect her of being anything more than human. Humans were so gullable... animals, and other magical beings, were not so easily decieved... it was easier for them to tell, to see the pale skin, and sense the danger she posed. Dismounting, both Kalisin and Eclipse drank deeply.

[cynicaltoast]

Somewhere in the deep forest a man sat on his horse, pondering the fork in the road that was before him. The man himself was clothed in, not the colorful and exquisite clothes of a noble man, but not the rugged and many a time hole infested clothes of a peasant, but somewhere in between. He had a long red with golden trimming that fell down to his knees, and it would seem exquisite if not for the dirtiness of it being travel worn. Under the coat he had on a white buttoned cotton shirt for warmth, that was tucked into a pair of somewhat loose black pants, that were equally tucked into a pair of nearly brown leather boots. Nearly brown because when washed they would be a beautiful shade of black, but like the other clothes was dirt stained from months of travel. The man himself was not amazingly tall, but not short either. He seemed to be about five feet and eleven inches. He had a muscular build about him and somewhat tanned skin from yet again months of travel. His medium length black hair was in need of a trim, seeing as it was quite messy, and he had a small rugged beard, and as the hair it was in need of a trim, or a complete shave. His horse was pretty normal as horses came, brown and of average height, for a horse that is. It was very muscular and sweating quite a bit due to exertion of carrying the human atop him. Perrin, for that was his name, saw this and leapt with fairly good agility to the ground and pat his horse on the head "What say we rest for a spell philip" he said with a slight smile and pulled an apple out of a bag hooked to the horses saddle. The horse , or philip, gladly took the apple and began to happily wolf it down. Perrin sat with his back against a tree and took out from a satchel he wore on his belt a piece of cheese and a small flask of wine. Pulling a knife that was concealed in his boot he stuck the cheese and bit some off of it, draining it down with a swig of the sweet wine. Perrin had been traveling for quite some time now, he had come from the far west...not so much out of looking for adventure or looking for any specific location. More out of need, in many of the countries to the west he was somewhat of a wanted man, this was due to his less than reputable "job". He was a thief, and if a decent amount was offered he was an assassin. As far as thievery went he was no petty pick pocket, although sometimes he did. He was a professional thief, or cat burglar or whatever someone wanted to call it, and he was pretty damn good at it too. He was an excellent sneak, and could be very quiet. Although that didn't help him with his last job, which making a long story short he went for something bigger than he could handle, and was forced to flee, which brought him to this fork in the road. Taking another bite of cheese he began to contemplate on which way should he travel.

[Kali]

ooc// Hello!

[cynicaltoast]

OoC: Howdy doo, mm I must leave, time to go pick up some pizza

[Kali]

ooc// Okie! Adios!