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!
Post by Regan Lassiter on Dec 21, 2023 15:51:21 GMT -5
Regan nodded, forcing her eyes to stay on Koralia. She took several deep breaths: one…two…three…before stepping with a shuffling foot toward the healer. She felt pins and needles, unsure whether her foot was really touching the ground or not. Her leg would start to buckle, but her hold on Koralia remained firm. Once she regained her balance, Regan tried for another step. And then another.
Post by Koralia Barkirtis on Dec 23, 2023 16:44:08 GMT -5
Kora's eyes stayed forcused on Regan's as she let her use her weight. Steadying her the time she buckles, her eyes promising she won't let go. Once they got so fair she stopped. "okay, now go backwards and stop when when you can feel the edge of the bed." Kora will let her lead, go at the place she is able at.
Once Regan gets to the the edge, "Okay, stay standing, I am going to move to the side of you and place a hand on your back." Keeping one hand in front of Regan to hold onto if she needs as she move to the side, placing a hand on her lower back. "Now carefully sit down." Using her hand she will help regan sit down at a slow, controlled sit.
Post by Regan Lassiter on Dec 29, 2023 16:41:44 GMT -5
Regan did as she was told, legs trembling more and more until she felt the edge fo the bed. With Koralia’s help, she dropped into a controlled sit on the bed. Her breath was heavy with exhaustion, eyes still fearful as she looked up at Koralia.
Post by Koralia Barkirtis on Jan 7, 2024 13:12:33 GMT -5
As Regan asked the question if it always going to be like this, she felt the best route of action would be honest with her. "I am not going to sugar coat it and say it will be easy and you will be out of here in no time. As that won't be fair on you. However, it is also down to you. I need you to stop feeling sorry for yourself because that won't get you out of here. You are the huntsmen, there a reason the king give you that role prove to me, prove to yourself why he gave it to you." She explained.
Post by Regan Lassiter on Jan 13, 2024 13:23:37 GMT -5
At first, Regan furrowed her brow in indignation. That was her natural response to the woman’s scolding…before she realized the witch was right. Fear was not an option now. She had to get better, as for right now she was of no use to the king.