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 Lovina & Thorn on Apr 27, 2024 9:23:43 GMT -5
Lovina smiled at Ona’s compliment, “Thank you,” One of her few joys in life was dancing, and it was something she loved to share.
She would also ooh and ahhh at Eirwen’s words, “That’s amazing,” she said in hushed awe, following Ona’s lead while she kept the drink flowing, “Especially since you get to be a part of that. So prestigious.”
Post by Eirwen & Yule on May 13, 2024 8:47:23 GMT -5
"Oh things will go back to the way they was! Ishmael is a big picture man and he says every dyr has its place," Eirwen continued to drink and spill the beans...she confessed how she took several twelve year old children as tribute and buried them in the Cave of Names, that Ishmael was trying to get the Medallion back. She said Ishmael had a feeling if Dresmond got back to being how it was before the divide he reasoned the Medallion would return.