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.
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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!
Post by Zarha Sliva on Jan 29, 2023 16:51:16 GMT -5
He got a point, pudding are soo much better then the rations they would get. they are bland taste, like they are food, and they could have nothing at the end of the day. So rations are better. However if she had a choice..... "It so good that it feel like it should be forbidden, but then if it forbidden I want it more." She confessed puddings are to good to be pulled away from. So what if she has a sweet tooth.
"I am learning some new recipes for some pudding to cook at home, if you want you can come round and we can umm help me bake something?"
Torsten smiled and winked at Zarha, grabbing the plate of strawberry fool and dug in. Teasing her lightly, he said,
"You looked like you obviously didn't like any of the pud so I thought I'd just help you out a little."
He watched her munching happily and he was glad to hear that she could bake sweets. Military training was usually first and foremost in everyone's minds right now so the idea of spending time learning to make puds, sounded like the special kind of something that Zarha would do.
"Can you make a strawberry fool?" he asked, eating the last of it in one large bite.
Post by Zarha Sliva on Jan 29, 2023 17:07:51 GMT -5
Zarha put a hand on her heart and pretend that she was hurt. "Me? Not liking cake? I say, let there be cake." Giving him a playful wink in return, it felt nice to have somebody who she can laugh about with. Somebody who felt comfortable enough around her to creak jokes and just make her life. This was her before her brother died this was her true self. Somebody who was relaxed and able to have fun.
She thought for a moment and she looked down at the plate in front of him that had the strawberry fool in seeing there was the tinies bit of mixture left. "I think so." She ran her finger on the bowl to get the mixture and then run it over his cute nose. "There one strawberry fool." giving him a soft wink.
"Yes cake-all the cakes!" Tor agreed, liking her cute little wink. When she suddenly reached over and dabbed a bit of strawberry on his nose, he laughed heartily, knowing he'd verbally walked right into that one. Clever girl.
"Oh so I'm the strawberry fool now huh?" Tor grinned, leaning across the table so closely that they were almost nose to nose. Zarha was smiling so pretty and smelled deliciously like the sweets she'd just had. His dark brown eyes locked on her mouth and stayed there as he inched closer to her.
Post by Zarha Sliva on Jan 29, 2023 17:26:50 GMT -5
"Yes, you are a hot strawberry fool." She confess when he lean in barely centimeters away, she locked on his lips, she place a hand on his check and slowly leaning in. Pressing her lips against his. Feeling his lips against hers tasted better then the desert. Kissing him gently with her lips for a couple of seconds before she pulled back, just a inch away from her. Her brown eyes looks softly into his.
Martha went to make her way back to the table with the bill, stopped and turned around with a small smile on her face. She thought it was best to give them a few more minutes.
Zarha tasted of sweetness itself and their lips met, clung and met again, lingering slowly over the softness. Tor finally pulled back and realized that he was in a public place, but for a long moment, he'd entirely forgotten where he was. His eyes stayed glued on her pretty little face and Tor said quietly,
"You're amazing Zarha. You're the sweetest, kindest, prettiest woman in Terra Nova."
Post by Zarha Sliva on Jan 29, 2023 17:48:04 GMT -5
Forgetting in the moment where there was in her eyes there was just her and Tors. Everything else just faded out of her vision and her mind. It was just her and hi,m, him and her. That was the only thing that was important in that moment in time. When he called her amazing she traced a thumb against his yummy lips, wanting to kiss them again.
"You are amazing Tors, more then anything." She leaned in not wanting to pull back knowing at one point she will have to.
Zarha's eyes were as deep dark chocolate as the cake they'd just finished and he sat mesmerized by her. How could a guy be so fortunate as to have someone like her in his life?
Tor laughed gently at her comment and shook his head. "No, I'm just a guy Zarha. A lucky guy to have met you."
Martha finally decided that if she didnn't get the bill in now, the two of them probably wouldn't stop for the rest of the night so she went to the table. Clearing her throat pointedly, she set the bill down, and left without a word.
He sheepishly grinned, noticing the waitress walk off.
Post by Zarha Sliva on Jan 29, 2023 18:10:42 GMT -5
Running a thumb across his cheek, how is she so lucky? looking into his brown eyes, just lost into them, his eyes was like being sucked into something mysterious yet exciting.
"You are not just a guy Tors, You are.. you are strong, determined, Hard-working, a lover of food. All these and more I yet to learn about you, which I know for certain I will be excited to learn about, because I am determined when it comes to something I want and care for." There was passion a fire in her eyes, she was a determined which. She is learning to strengthen her skills both physical and using her magic every single day. She want to be as strong as she can, in all she can.
When Martha arrived Zarha looked at her and blush at her before she looked at Tor biting her lower lips.
Maybe they were both feeling the wine now if the torrent of words were any indication. Torsten's ears turned red at her compliments and he took both of her hands in his, trying to stop her.
"It's nice of you to say that you like my eating, but I'm serious here. I don't have a lot of rank or a fancy title or rich clothes. I'm an ordinary man like any other. What you see.." he paused, releasing a hand to gesture at himself, before continuing, "Is exactly what you get with me Zarha. I'm a simple guy that doesn't have much to offer you, other than just being myself."
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Post by Zarha Sliva on Jan 29, 2023 18:31:49 GMT -5
Sitting there listening to his words she give him a warm smile taking in what he said. "Do you honestly think I would think, I would be sitting here with you, being on a date with you, if I cared about them? I just want you. I want the man sitting in front of me nothing more then that." tracing her fingers across his knuckles.
"I am nothing more then just me, I can't offer you gold, land, title and have no rank of my own, but I know I can offer you me. Just this sweet loving person in front of you who possible stubborn when it come to work."
He traced a thumb over her hand softly and replied,
"I've never been on a date before so I'm really new at this. I wasn't saying that you're after anything. I guess I just.. well never expected someone like you, who could probably have anyone, to actually go on a date with someone like me."
Tor looked into her dark beautiful eyes and paused for a long moment, admiring her features.
"I've been around women and you're the kindest one I've ever met. You have no idea how incredible and special it is to meet such a kind caring person like you in the midst of miltary training. You're one of a kind Zarha."
Post by Zarha Sliva on Jan 30, 2023 9:21:34 GMT -5
Taking the moment to look at their hands intertwine, making her heart racing, making her heart fly higher then she ever thought was physically possible. Right now she feel like she was in the land of dreams. She currently in a dream she doesn't want to wake up from. How can he think a woman like her be able to have anybody she wanted. Before him, nobody ever gave her a bat of a eyelid in even thinking that they could date her. She never been flirted with. From what she knows about...
Bringing his knuckles to her lips she softly press them against hers. "I don't want just anyone, Tors." Softly spoken but power behind the words. She doesn't want anybody. Like it might be true like for all she knows people might of tried but she might of been in the midst of training so her mind was focus on the training and not somebody trying to flirt with her.
Hearing the words come from his lips, made her looked down a bit. "You are possible the sweetest person I've mat in the military. Should we pay the bill and maybe you can walk me home?" that what people do right?
He raised his eyebrows and chuckled, releasing his hands to move the wine far to the edge of the table and sat back. Tor took out some money and paid the bill, leaving a generous tip.
"Perhaps some fresh air might clear out both of our heads a little bit?" He suggested, rising from his seat, intending to take her up on the offer to walk Zarha home. What she did was her choice.
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Laughing softly, "Yeah I think the wine gone to my head." Smiling softly as she took his arm when he offered her it. It's been a lovely evening, they slowly made the way arm in arm back to her place, they walked down a side street where it looked like there several families in one building, there children running around, boxes on the ground. Odd smells.
Giving a soft smile slightly embrassed of this place. She stopped in front of one of the doors as she turned to face Tors. "This is me." She looked at the old wooden door that looks like it could be on the last legs. Mucky glass windows.