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!
Kasper is young enough to fall under the werewolf curse, yet it is dormant. Should the curse be activated his wolf form will be that of a white shaggy fur color keeping his smallness even though he is still rather large for a werewolf. His eyes also retain their green color.
Post by Kasper Van Zant on Mar 5, 2023 11:20:21 GMT -5
Someone had handed Kasper their jacket so he could wrap the head up and he then placed it with the body. Kasper could feel the frustration radiating off of Faylin it was affecting him too, all of the witch pairings and former all guilty? There was no way Faylin OR Katerina would have changed Octavius! He knew it deep down and yet he didn't argue with the superiors. The quicker they could sus out who had done this the quicker it would clear his girlfriend and sister. He exited with Faylin.
Elletta finished with the soldier she'd been helping and sent him off with the soldier she'd roped into helping her. Not seeing anyone else needing pressing medical help in order to move to the infirmary, she stood and dusted off what remained of the skirt of her dress. It certainly would draw some looks at that now more scandalously short length of her dress but she'd do it again if the situation called for it.
She saw the body out of the corner of her eye and her stomach twisted. The witch sent up a quiet mental prayer to the goddess. Both for his family and for Octavius. Neither of them deserved what had happened to them.
Post by Aldrich Abbott on Mar 7, 2023 6:41:16 GMT -5
It seemed like everyone was leaving, so after waiting just a little longer to make sure everybody was actually going to the messhall, he left the throne room himself to join the soldiers.