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!
Her brain froze for a split second before it shoved everything in a corner labeled 'To Deal With Never'. She didn't throw herself off of him but she did scramble off while pointedly pretending she didn't feel the tips of her ears burning. Still, once she was standing, she stuck her hand out to help him up with a grin
"Guess there's gotta be another one. Gotta break that tie."
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 13, 2023 13:15:36 GMT -5
He took her hand as she offered it and stood, awkwardly closer than he intended, the heat that rose to both their faces and ears would have been enough to start a fire. He quickly took a step back still grinning a little, "Yeah...yeah we'll have to sort that out another time huh?" the awkwardness didn't stop him from reach up and brushing sand off of her face, "you got a little stuck on ya...let me," large hands gently brushed the sand away, "got it...listen...I'm having a party soon, want to uh come?"
Him stepping back did nothing to stop the burning spread from her ears down the back of her neck even as she felt something curl in her gut. Elletta was rooted to the spot as he reached up and it was like her cheeks were set on fire where his fingers touched. She didn't pull away though.
"Uh ye-ah." Her voice cracked and she cleared her throat. "Yeah, of course."