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 Hiram Eldouir on Mar 1, 2024 11:36:32 GMT -5
Avalon severely overestimated Hiram. Maybe that was why he was still head of the family. They all thought he had a master plan that he was slowly executing. The joke was on them. He didn't argue with it. He let their fear and insecurity drive their decisions. As long as they didn't become pains in his ass, he didn't care what they did. Elena? She was the pain right now.
"All in good time. For now, shut up and leave me alone." He said it smiling, clearly wanting to nap now that she'd gotten him off so efficiently.
Explosive generation - Avalon is able to create and direct explosions at people and objects.
Some kind of force shoots from her fingertips that creates an explosion upon collision with her target. She can use this to direct an explosion at someone's feet, or to make an object, like for example a barrel or rock, explode. They explosion is generated within her person, and fired from her hands, meaning the explosion doesn't manifest within the target, but comes from her.
Post by Avalon Eldouir on Mar 27, 2024 13:29:02 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes at Hiram. "I'll go, but because it's my choice, not because you're making me." Childish, yes, but that was the kind of person Avalon was. She picked up her dress and threw what was left of it over her shoulder, before walking out of the room, asscheeks bouncing nicely along with her movements.