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!
Ring of enchanted combat: ring that, when twisted around the finger three times, enhances one's combat abilities (the equivalent of ten additional combat points).
Staying inside while the sun shone as brightly as it did that day, would be criminal, so Scout took the opportunity to walk through the palace gardens. Her fingertips brushed the lush green leaves next to the paths. The bushed were trimmed neatly, giving the gardens a posh look. The young woman slipped between the bushed and entered a big, green field. There were no weeds in the grass and even though it had been hot, the grass didn't seem to suffer under the drought. Scout crouched down to take of her shoes, which she then kept in her hand while she crossed the field, feeling the blades of grass slip between her toes. The sky was clear and blue, allowing a good view of the birds flying past.
Eventually, the steward sat down in the shadow of a tree, putting a book on her lap. She wasn't too busy that day and had decided to enjoy some light reading, although it didn't take long before she started to drift off. Her eyes slowly closed and the book fell to the side, her hand still on the page she was reading. Luckily she fell asleep in the shade, otherwise she would be as red as a lobster when she woke up again.