The peace that formerly reigned in Terra Nova has eroded, now little more than a memory. War ravages the continent. Disputes divide kingdoms; ideals divide families. The quest for power consumes absolutely and indiscriminately. None are immune to its allure.
Who will rise and who will fall? Only time—and ambition—will tell.
UPDATES
05.26.2023
2 month character creation hold for all existing members begins 6/5/2023. Ended 8/5/2023.
10.29.2023
Change in how times flows. Was 4 IC seasons, now only 2 IC seasons per 1 OOC year.
5 whole years of Heir Apparent goodness! When I started the site, I knew I was hunkering down for the long haul, but I never could have predicted the numerous twists and turns this roleplay site has seen. Hundreds of plots, characters, and members have come and gone, all leaving marks on the site. I am so very thankful for those who have invested. Because you keep coming back, keep getting on, and keep writing, Heir Apparent has the legacy it does today. Three cheers to us!
The primary application of his Gift, which is Metalkinesis, is the mental control over magnetism and the manipulation of both ferrous and nonferrous metal.
Level 10; Arynnite ship with the ability to both fly and submerge fully under water. THE DROWNED CANARY.*Temporarily deactivated*
Post by Othello Allemeade on May 2, 2023 9:07:34 GMT -5
Othello laughed, "I may have impressed most of you Rhedara, but the King..well that man doesn't like me," Othello never shied away from over sharing so he just let it fly, "a few years back when I was collared and palace arrest in Lorendale he came to me and a cousin of mine about rescuing some feller from the Coheed who was being held prisoner by the Eldouir, I had a plan, I beat the shit out of my cousin Remiel! Figured I'd use the anti-gifted heat to say we were jumped but the owner of the house denied us entry, I took the ring to that collar and fled to Coheed...The King I suppose didn't like that. Slapped me with a collar and gave me one last chance, fight with Nevermere and be a weapon or well you know," he made a gesture of his head being cut off, even though he doesn't know truthfully what Cassian would have done if Othello had said no. Othello wouldn't have of course because he was a wheeler and dealer kind of man, 'those who hold the winning cards win the games' kind of survivors.
"So I didn't have so many fancy meals or tea, I'm tolerated because I'm a weapon. Coheed was about the same, I was tolerated for my Gift. And Coheed was a wild chapter of my life," Othello just continued to ramble using his hands wildly as he talked (Benji occasionally mocking the movements or giggling over a funny word), "They had a wild shading of hair types but their blondes were dirty, not like us Allemeade or like those red heads. Lots of fucking and fighting. All the time they even have a festival for it! A whole season meant to get women pregnant."
Coming to the cart Othello obnoxiously made noises as if he was making a huge decision that could alter history, "what do you got chief?" he asked seriously to which the cart guy answered back annoyed, "fish'n 'tatoes. Tha's it."
Again Othello responded with loud noises even stretching in anxiety but he was grinning like a shit eating possum, "dammit you sold me, three orders of each my man!"
Post by Rhedara Shannon on May 6, 2023 10:14:45 GMT -5
“The king doesn’t like you?” She furrowed her brow, “He doesn’t like the person he named the Champion of Nevermere?” She didn’t know what he meant by he collars at first, and halfway through his story she remembered a practice the Lorendalers did to their gifted. Wait, he was collared…was that public knowledge? She’d certainly missed that little tidbit if it was, “Do you resent wearing the collar even if it was your choice? I can’t imagine what it would be like for my magic to be…does it smother it?”
To exist just to be tolerated and to just be seem as a thing and not a person seemed like a lonely way to live, but Othello seemed to be the embodiment of cheer…or at least his animated way of speaking made him seem so. She found herself watching his hands flail around as he spoke.
“Their blonds were ‘dirty’?” she pictured blond men slapping mud on their heads like some people donned hats, ”So…they don’t wash their hair?” That sounded dreadful! Coheed certainly sounded like a lively place with its dirty hair and tendency to ‘fucking and fighting.’
Her eyes got wide, “A whole season to get women pregnant?” her tone was amazed and not disgusted. Sounded like a season that men would particularly enjoy…although her singular experience in it told her that that probably wouldn’t be so bad for the women either…
Rhedara couldn’t help but smile at Othello’s interaction with the cart guy. Othello gave the order and Rhedara fished out the money from Othello’s coin purse to pay. She wasn’t about to engage in social niceties and tell him he didn’t have to pay for hers…she needed to save every penny she had until she found a new job. The cart guy himself huffed, and if he had a cigarette he might have blown smoke at the three of them as he handed over three orders of fish and potatoes.
The primary application of his Gift, which is Metalkinesis, is the mental control over magnetism and the manipulation of both ferrous and nonferrous metal.
Level 10; Arynnite ship with the ability to both fly and submerge fully under water. THE DROWNED CANARY.*Temporarily deactivated*
Post by Othello Allemeade on May 8, 2023 17:02:25 GMT -5
Othello laughed and shrugged a little, "No not like that dirty, more brown than blonde like mud," Othello didn't even pay attention to how his money was being spent and either way he would have paid for her meal, "and yup a whole season of fornication," the cart guy kind of eyed the two during their conversation but he was interested, "even you could have gotten lucky cart man," Othello was looking between both of them as he kept explaining, "Their former chieftain or governor had, I shit you not, at least sixteen kids! Then got all four of his wives pregnant...AGAIN! It's a whole thing, festive as all get out. I met my ex-wife there, this thing here the result of that," Benji just drooled and watch the food.
Post by Rhedara Shannon on May 8, 2023 23:33:48 GMT -5
“That’s so many!” If she weren’t holding a bunch of food, she would have clutched at her stomach, trying to imagine birthing that many babies. Maybe she ought to look into buying some pearls to clutch in case she talked to Othello a lot. But then he mentioned the serial father had four wives which made him having sixteen kids make a lot more sense and sounded way less painful. She figured that it must be baby city in Coheed with the casual way Othello mentioned so many women getting pregnant all the time…which made sense given that they spent a whole season trying to get pregnant.
Othello managed to turn cart guy’s scowl into a grin that was missing more than a couple of teeth, “Even I could huh?” a cackle, “ how ya know dem witches ain't passing up all dis eh?” Cart guy gestured to this boney frame and Rhedara thought there might be a twinkle in his eye…or maybe that was just dirt.
The primary application of his Gift, which is Metalkinesis, is the mental control over magnetism and the manipulation of both ferrous and nonferrous metal.
Level 10; Arynnite ship with the ability to both fly and submerge fully under water. THE DROWNED CANARY.*Temporarily deactivated*
Post by Othello Allemeade on May 22, 2023 8:40:03 GMT -5
Othello was cackling and risked pinching the cart guys thin cheeks, "I bet witches line out the door for you bud!"
All three of them sat down to eat and Rhedara gave Othello a detailed tour of the immediate area marking all the important spots for the Gifted man and Benji. When they parted ways Benji hugged Rhedara and Othello reminded her of the party, he set off for home with a sleeping Benji.