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!
Zarha felt small in Kaalim hands, however, surprisingly she didn't feel unseen. In his hands she felt seen. Leaning her head softly against his bare chest. Enjoying his fingers tracing her skin. "I am sure there more to you, than you see. From our time together I know you are a dedicated husband and father to his wives and children. I can't say that many men will let their wives be intermit with another woman. You clearly care about Coheed. I might be just a private, but I care about you, Ateppa, and your children."
Zarha props herself up to have a look at Kaalim. "I am sure you want things for coheed. Something you want to fight for." Her eyes was soft, "Let me be your witch to help."
Post by Kaalim Cyrilson on Oct 8, 2023 6:38:57 GMT -5
"I think what I desire the most for Coheed would be a string of parades and celebrations as we drag the bodies of dead Eldouir through our streets," he half chuckled and was more serious in nature, "I hope to get revenge for Coheed one day...that's what I want."
The Eldouirs, she has never met any of them, yet there was a fire within her heart that wanted the Eldouirs to suffer just as the next person. Placing a hand on his cheek her hand look tiny in comparison to his big frame. "One day the Eldouirs will pay for what they've taken. They are the vermin of this world" There was a look in her eyes that was dark, sinister in nature, but it was a darkness that was filled with passion and fire that want to take these Eldouirs down one by one.
Post by Kaalim Cyrilson on Oct 9, 2023 21:16:27 GMT -5
It felt nice to have a warm hand on his face and he melted his head back on a sack of feathers type pillow, "a big celebration," he said in a day dream voice: red heads on pikes paraded through the streets of Gilead some heads were kicked like balls by the orphaned Coheedain children, "yes one day."
Post by Zarha Sliva on Oct 10, 2023 2:57:29 GMT -5
When he tilted his head back, Zarha smiled at the way he relaxed under her touch. She leaned in for a kiss, it wasn't steamy, but it was a promised-filled, caring sort of kiss as her hand moved towards his hair. "Would it be near the celebration of lovemaking 'cause it would be fun to show the Eldouirs who boss then have..." Her lips moved to his ear "Dinner." she nibbled his ear slightly.
Post by Zarha Sliva on Nov 14, 2023 5:39:03 GMT -5
When Kaalim laid on top of her, there was a soft moan, as her hands reached around his impressive frame she knew that when she was back home she wouldn't find a man with such a figure there. When he suggested dessert there was a hint of hunger in her eye. "There is always room for dessert, especially from you." moaning softly. As she was strangely for Zarha very excited to go for another round with Kaalim, it made her feel special, to be wanted in a way of such an intermit acts that two people can share.
Back in Nevermere, Zarha never thought that anybody would like her, that nobody would find her beautiful. For Zarha at least, she thought that people only saw her as just a soldier and that will always see her as one. As no matter how hard she tried, she struggled to make friends, she struggled to see that people might like her if she opened up. But here she was opening up in more ways then one.
Post by Kaalim Cyrilson on Nov 26, 2023 19:37:16 GMT -5
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Kaalim collapsed on the bed of feathers and furs sweating and heaving, but clearly satisfied beyond his needs. Before long..Kaalim fell asleep quietly. Ateppa would help Zarha dress and they would share a real dessert.