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!
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.
Kasper had arrived early the next morning securing some witches for stand by, he had never experienced the changing of a pairing since he and Faylin had partnered up. A lot of time and patience and change had already been put in between them and Kasper wasn't sure how this would go, would they be compatible? How long would it take to change that?
He wore some old clothing so when he did change he wasn't wasting anything of value, Kasper had a lot on his mind with Kats sudden unexpected disappearance and he was hoping beforehand departed back to Coheed that the family was square. Still he hoped with this new pairing he can get his mind off of all of it too.
Post by Evanthe Curran on Nov 10, 2023 22:49:15 GMT -5
Evanthe arrived around the agreed upon time. She wore something the would be easy to move in, and something that she would not be overly distraught about if it got torn or stained. She had her wild hair tamed back into a bun, although she could already feel wisps of hair escaping to tickle or forehead.
She hoped this training sessions would go well. It would be doubly nice if they took to each other right away, but she still braced herself in case they weren’t very compatible. She’d not trained with anyone other than Royce, and she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t nervous about training with someone else.
“Sergeant Van Zant!” She called out when she saw him, a grin on her face, “Are you as ready as I am to get started?”
Van Zant…it occurred to her then that he had the same last name as her drinking buddy, Kat. She wondered if she should say something about it.
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 Nov 14, 2023 8:47:13 GMT -5
When Evanthe arrived a few witches joined but they mostly kept their distance they were just a safety measure during the process, Kasper himself was curious how this would go because he and Faylin had been connected on a much deeper...all of that didn't matter and he pushed the thoughts of her back down.
"Officer Curran," Kasper offered a respectful nod of his head, "...yeah, I'm ready," truth be told he was nervous but he couldn't afford to say that or show it, "You can just call me Kasper, I'm sure we'll know each other very well by the end of the day," and it would very personal he guessed seeing as how she'd definitely see him naked when the change was over, "want to get started?"
Post by Evanthe Curran on Dec 11, 2023 20:47:43 GMT -5
Evanthe studied her new partner, trying to get a read on him. She didn’t know him well enough yet to gauge how he was feeling, but she figured that would change relatively soon. Still, she thought that he seemed a touch nervous—not that she blamed him. She remembered how nervous she had been when she’d first initiated her old partner’s change. Sometimes even after hundreds of changes, she still got a little nervous, but she thought that it kept her sharp, aware of any nuances that she’d need to pick up on for everyone’s safety. Overconfidence could be very deadly.
“In that case, you can call me, Evanthe,” she said and couldn’t hold back a hint of her Cheshire grin, “As you said, we’ll know each other very well at the end of this.”
“I’m ready when you are,” she swing her arms around as if stretching them, “Is there anything I should know about you first?”
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 Dec 15, 2023 7:36:38 GMT -5
"You know...," he caught himself, know implied she was still here and the reality of it was Kat was gone so he corrected himself pushing through the hurt, "Knew Kat my twin...," was that all he could say about himself? Was he really nothing more than his family and being paired with Faylin?
"I...I'm funny?" he shrugged, "I don't know much about myself right now if you want honesty sorry," he began to remove his shirt exposing a very well maintained and toned body, abs that veered down in a 'V-shape' under his trousers, he tattoo of a rose on his left pec and a raccoon on the other that Kat had given him when they twelve. Next he kicked off his boots and removed the bracers he had won at the tournament, "What about you?"
Post by Evanthe Curran on Jan 10, 2024 23:39:47 GMT -5
The mention of Kat made her grin fall a little. She was glad he brought it up. It saved her from trying to be subtle about what must be a sore subject, “Yeah I knew her…” she said solemnly, “I’m sorry about what happened to her.”
“Don’t know much about yourself, huh?” The smile returned, “Well I think that just means your not a braggart, and think of more people than just yourself, yeah?” He had a nice body, but most of the soldiers did with how much they worked themselves day in and day out. Evanthe would not ogle him—it seemed rude to do so, and she’d not done that with her old partner. More comfortable for him that way in her opinion. Nudity without a werewolf change was an uncomfortable thing all on it’s own.
As for her…there were lots of things about herself that she could share. However….she looked around at the surrounding soldiers and decided that some secrets could be revealed without such a public audience. They did not need to know about her daughter, “I walk out to any scrap of wilderness I can find and sketch what I see, and I once tried to craft a potion to make my hair more manageable, but nearly made myself bald in the attempt.”
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 Jan 14, 2024 13:59:50 GMT -5
"Ha, that's cute ya fancy dork," Kasper smiled back not sounding malicious at all, he just shrugged, "and yeah, I'm kinda a braggart," he didn't know what that meant but it had 'brag' and he was usually the 'big head' type, "It's lately Van Zants are dropping dead or gone missing and my girlfri-...my paired partner just up dropped her position and me and our hard work, then Aldrich got promoted over me," he vented without knowing it but he shut up quickly remembering just exactly how things went in Nevermere, "...I'm just in a Funk, I requested a partner again because I'm better in a team...I wanna make Captain of the Paired unit..."
Post by Evanthe Curran on Jan 19, 2024 9:13:17 GMT -5
Evanthe laughed. She knew that’d get a smile out of him. He was just so sad—and understandably so—that it made her want to do something about it. Both to lighten the mood, and to keep darker feelings from effecting the change. He’d be angry enough as a wolf without any outside interference. Plus, it probably wouldn’t help to build a little rapport. It was debatable how much the man recognized in wolf form if he recognized anything at all.
She’d just kept herself from grimacing over all the bad things that had happened to him that year. She opened her mouth and a “Man that sucks,” slipped out. Wait, was he about to say ‘girlfriend’? She furrowed her brow as she thought about his words. Yes, that’s what he’d said. A “Girlfriend” quickly corrected to “paired partner.” Were he and his old partner sweeties? She started to ask, but thought better of it. Not in front of all the witches that surrounded them. She’d wait until it was just the two of them. Instead, she continued to grin, “Well let’s get started then so we can get you that promotion, yeah?”
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 Jan 19, 2024 17:06:40 GMT -5
"Yeah..lets," he knew he'd probably said to much but before he headed to the center of the training field he rested a hand on hers catching her eyes with his, "I know you know that's not me when I change, but you have my word it will protect you if you let it...and when I'm me, until our last day of service, you'll have a loyal supportive partner..okay..."
Kasper turned and headed to the center of the field without giving her a chance to say anything, they had work to do. Standing about 35 yards away from Evanthe he gave her a thumbs up.
Post by Evanthe Curran on Jan 25, 2024 23:22:01 GMT -5
Evanthe had begun to sink in her magic, letting the pool of darkness wash over her, when she felt Kasper catch her hand. The words were sweet and reassuring. She wasn’t even sure if Royce had said such a thing to her when they’d first been partnered up. She opened her mouth to say something back, but he was already moving. Alright then.
She saw his thumbs up, and she concentrated, feeling that familiar pool of magic, caressing her like a gentle lover. She chanted words in a rhythm that were long familiar to her, and aimed it at Kasper, willing him to change.
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 Jan 27, 2024 18:10:25 GMT -5
Kasper suddenly felt hot and he didn't know but he was paler than usual, this was how it always started. He felt a slow tingle coursing through his body, then he dropped down to one knee, the familiar crunching in his back and hands made him grunt, "Oh...fuu-," his words were cut short by something between a moan and a growling groan. It was curse of the change, pain. In fact through blurry vision Kasper watched as white short but thick fur began to grow from his knuckles, he saw his own hands elongate as did his fingers which were taking the shape of sharp claws, but like a switch Kasper Van Zant was gone in the mind replaced by something...much more primal and preadotory.
Anger and angst racked the old scared mind that had took over, even Kaspers face was gone replaced by an elongated snout with sharp teeth jutting out. Deadly. Nasty. Drool even dripped off of them. His knees reversed direction and his bones shifted inside of him human cries had turned into harrowing howels, for once Kasper in this form was a hulking sized beast and the loudest adjustment came from his spine that forced the beast to howl loudly melting into rumbling growls! The beast stood finally, the great white beasts green eyes, the only part that was still Kasper, darted between everyone. It sniffed the air and something new caught its attention...this wasn't the previous creature that had control of him. The beast turned toward the new smell...inching closer...it knew that it must heed this one as it had the previous but something hadn't yet clicked between them. Closer it approached.
One of the watching Witches coughed. The white wolf's head snapped in that direction and it smelled food. It snapped with a small haste toward the witch...
One might notice that while Kasper in this form was still a fairly large creature he wasn't a large wolf like most, large clawed hands almost dragged the ground as he raced toward the witch!
Post by Evanthe Curran on Feb 13, 2024 14:02:39 GMT -5
Evanthe focused on her magic, the words, the way it flowed through her body to Kasper. She felt the moment the change hit him, knew it was at that treacherous point where she would begin to feel him fight her will. She watched him change, barely flinching as his body broke and rebuilt itself. She’d seen her old partner change enough that the sound of breaking bones no longer bothered her as it once did.
The site of Kasper in his wolf form did not frighten her. She was no fledgling paired witch, after all. But her lack of fear did not mean that she would allow herself to be careless. A beast such as a werewolf was not something to take lightly, even by a little bit. Kasper’s wolf form was beautiful in a way a viper was just before it struck, and those beautiful eyes snapped to one of the assisting witches.
He charged at the witch, but Evanthe, honed by years of training, took quick action. She clamped down on her control, on that connection that she felt between them, “Kasper, stop!” She ordered, “Now!”
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 Feb 16, 2024 7:55:57 GMT -5
The witch who had sneezed was preparing an offensive spell as Kasper charged, but it wasn't Kasper really just a mindless beast steeped in fury, but that compelling voice and the magic charging through the werewolf curse had him sliding to a stop. The creature turned toward the source his source of being and purpose as this killing machine, this creature wasn't the previous and it confused Kasper but she smelled far more...pleasant...not as rigid. The curious eyes that still looked like Kaspers returned once again to her as his large frame lumbered toward her, ears laid back...
Post by Evanthe Curran on Feb 20, 2024 10:36:14 GMT -5
Evanthe allowed a small smile when the wolf that was Kasper obeyed her and did not maul the witch. She watched him move toward her, eyed his body language. Much like real wolves, Evanthe noticed that werewolves often communicated mostly through their bodies since words were beyond them.
She knew that she had control of him now. It would be best to keep their first training session fairly short, but she wanted to do a couple of exercises first. Establishing trust as well as establishing her dominance.
She held out her hand, fingers up, palm facing the werewolf, “Halt,” she said firmly and would repeat the word if necessary, adding magic into her words if need be. Only when he stopped would she speak the next order, “Kneel down with me,” she said and would slowly lower herself to the ground.
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 24, 2024 21:13:14 GMT -5
In this form all it would take was one strong lunge, a simple swipe of his savage paws and all her control would be for naught. This white wolf was a beast in size. However it lowered itself all the same to the ground as instructed, with a growl and heavy huff of breath in the witches face.