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.
Post by Kasper Van Zant on Jun 15, 2024 7:36:23 GMT -5
Kasper laughed, "Yeah we are odd, weird, but not all of them are like me, I'm more like y'all honestly, I wasn't born rich so I've had to earn and fight my way through everything I do have," he shrugged, "All my family has and we've hinged our futures as soldiers...like yalls honor towards warriors, soldiers are kind of respected the same way..but my head isn't up my ass and I'm kind to other oddities," Kasper had always been a champion for the common poor folk and he'd always support his boys and girls in the navy blue, "And now you'll have me in your corner, friend."
“I…” a hesitation, “I don’t think you’re like us though,” her voice was small, the words tentative, “You’re nice to me,” maybe she was making a judgement too soon—she’d just met him, after all, but it was true enough, “You’re treating me like…a person. Which has never happened before. Not with…” not with a man, but she let the sentence drop off. She thought he was better than the men of Coheed, but Magda’s words to her regarding the men of Nevermere rang in her head. Men were dogs, but the men of Nevermere were better behaved dogs. Was this what she meant? Tentatively, she knelt by the river, facing him, but out of touching distance.
At the mention of where his head was not located, Yrsa would laugh. A quick, mirthful sound, “That’s--“ she didn’t know what she was about to say. The small laugh quickly grew. Whether it was really that funny, or just the result of stress finally being relieved, she wasn’t sure.
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 Jun 19, 2024 18:45:17 GMT -5
At first Kasper didn't pick up on why she was laughing but it clicked, head up ass, a colloquialism from back home. She probably had never heard such a saying and her laugh as it grew was genuine and that made Kasper feel good, a little win for both of them and it seemed they needed it.
"It's a saying from back home, one of my favorites is and you can use it with someone who is a talker but say they are just talking your head off just say...does your mouth always run like a bell clambering up a gooses ass," and Kasper slapped his knee in his own amusement before eventually tapering down, "but no...no, I'm definitely not like your men and never will be, I'm just free ya know? I'm a poor sod back home, I'm not even like those men back home and I'm definitely not like noble men," Kasper shrugged, "I see you...just know that."
Nevermerans were truly strange people. She gaped in amused disbelief, “That is a strange saying,” she’d have to remember that saying, although she doubted she’d ever be gutsy enough to use it, “Did that actually happen to somebody for that to be something everybody says?”
“Free…” she said the word more to herself than to him, although it was said lout enough for him to hear, “What do you see when you see me?” It might have been a silly question given that they’d just met, but she was too curious to not ask.
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 Jun 22, 2024 20:03:29 GMT -5
Kasper held his hands behind his back, looking the young woman over, it wasn't a disrespectful look but an observation to her question. What did he see? Physically he saw beauty. She was of course beautiful and he could have said that, told her what he could on see with his eyes but he suspected that wasn't what she was asking him of what he saw...
"I see a respectful young woman Yrsa, curious, someone who should laugh more and deserve more," Kasper shrugged, "I see someone whose at the pennical of her life where she could cut the strings of old traditions...spread her own wings...and with some friends who support her, do whatever the fuck she wants..."
She wasn’t sure what she had expected him to say, but it wasn’t that. She was raised to understand her place in the world and the expectations that came with it. By all rights, she should have been married years ago. Hearing what he said, she was again happy that her previous suitors met an early end to their lives.
“You’re the second person to say I have choices,” he hadn’t said it in those exact words, but she gathered his meaning, “I’ve been asked twice if I wanted to take on certain jobs here, and,” she briefly tilted her head to the side in a shrug, “Imani asked me if I wanted to be part of the Creche—to watch the children of the Parabolti as an excuse to go to their practices. And Magda wants me to do some sort of job with her that I don’t quite understand, but she says it would…” what was the phrase, “open doors for me? I can’t do both, but I’ve never had to choose the way they are wanting me to.”
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 Jun 25, 2024 10:48:20 GMT -5
"And what do you want Yrsa? The choices are yours or you make your own, shit slip off to Nevermere maybe? Spend some time in the cities and see what the culture is somewhere else? Do what makes you happy and complete," Kasper offered his sordid advise, "You never know there might be a noble man out there for you...or any man, you could have the pick of the litter because you are absolutely beautiful."
Everyone seemed to be asking her what she wanted. As someone who grew up with most of the important choices in her life made for her, it was overwhelming. But it seemed that she was gaining people in her life that would ultimately be on her side no matter what decision she made. That in itself was a comfort, “What would I even do in Nevermere?” there was a tinge of a nervous laugh laced throughout the words. Maybe she could marry some Nevermere man—if her father would even fathom letting her do such a thing—but she wasn’t sure what benefit someone like her would be to…wait. Did he call her beautiful?
He had. And she realized that there was no leer behind the words. She didn’t feel as though she had to prepare to run either. It wasn’t as though no one had told her how attractive she was, but there was usually something calculating or predatory behind the words. How novel, “You…really think I’d be able to just pick a man? Like Imani did?” She’d thought such a thing out of her reach. Imani had been married before with children and a skilled Parabolti at that.
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 Jun 30, 2024 16:34:53 GMT -5
"Um there's lots to do in Nevermere...I mean I don't really know what girls do outside of the military but they run shops, and flowery things," he once again was trying to read Yrsa, she'd benefit more in the military or the Parabolti but outside of that? Man Nevermere was still shady towards women, he thought to himself.
Rubbing the back of his neck shrugging before casually yet honestly answering, "I don't see why not, marriages are kind of more arranged with the nobles but for men like me...a commoner...I'd pick you..only a fool would turn you down, I can't offer much I currently take care of more than a dozen siblings and a handful of cousins...nieces and nephews, I own a duplex for all of us to live though and I'm of rank in the Nevermere military, Sergeant in fact, so decent pay...and if you came back home to Nevermere, no strings attached for you...you'd have your freedom to do what you want," he tapered off suddenly aware of what he was saying and his cheeks burned fire hot, "I mean...all I'm saying...long story short...uh...you could definitely find a man. Fuck the old ways...who needs permission, hehe."
Yrsa listened very intently to what he said about the things women could do in Nevermere. It was far more than she could have hoped for in Coheed, “Flowery things…” she pictured baskets of flowers, sure that that is what he had meant. It was not unlike how some might try to sell the herbs or other goods found by foraging, although most people—or at least the people she knew—would gather those themselves. But Neveremerans looked so soft and nice…they smelled good too. She thought that that could be something she could do…she knew how to forage.
She couldn’t help but smile at the way he spoke about her, a light tinge of pink coloring her cheeks, “You make me sound as though I’m a chieftain’s daughter…” what he said was so flattering. She noticed his own blush, and thought over his words. Was that a proposal? Or was he emphasizing his point about how amazing she was? There was only one way to find out, “Was,” she swallowed, “Was that a proposal?”
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 Jul 4, 2024 18:29:07 GMT -5
Kasper’s mouth moved but at first the words choked and died in his mouth, "Well," he swallowed hard, "Yes and no?" he even sounded confused but then he quickly recovered, "Yes I'll marry you, but you've got options...how would we even go about it? My customs or yours? What about waiting maybe...get to know me and I you?"
He was glad he was wet from the water, Kasper would surely be sweating.
"I don't mean to hurt your feelings or offend, I stanny on my business believe that, we've got things to figure out, and no pressure on you...ya know? Oh goddess shut me up please," he had to move so he reached to remove his bundled hair, "I hope you get what I'm saying..."
As he spoke, her lips slowly formed into a smile. He didn’t seem to know what to say. Nervous. He seemed nervous…or something similar. It was…”You’re cute,” she didn’t even realize that she said it out loud. She never thought she’d ever assign that word to a man. But it was true. His behavior was cute and endearing.
She held her hand out and waved it, somehow managing to hold in a giggle, “I do! I do get what you’re saying,” she lowered her hand, “And I agree with you,” as much as she would want to push to make his not proposal into an actual one, there was a lot of things to figure out. For one thing, she’d just met the guy. For another, she’d have to figure out how it would even work like he said. Would a union like their’s be in his tradition or hers? How would she ever get her father to agree? She had a few ideas about that last one, but she’d tuck those away for further consideration later.
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 Jul 6, 2024 12:59:43 GMT -5
Kasper smirked still blushing and shrugged at her quick passing comment, "i am pretty cute," he also murmured, "Thank you," he gave her a respected bow before standing upright.
"I am thankful you understand Yrsa, but I can offer a course in how courting works back home if you'd like?" Kasper kept cooking, "Courting is a rare thing for nobles, they are typically products of arranged marriages for power. Commoners get a better chance at meeting someone and getting to know one another, meet each other's families, and that's...that's courting..."
Hi agreeing that he was cute earned another laugh from her. She decided that she rather liked him. He was funny and lighthearted and easy to talk to. He hadn’t made her feel foolish once the whole time they spoke no matter what she said.
She’d nod at his offer to teach her how Nevermerans handled love and marriage. Frankly, she was beginning to really be curious about the people who occupied her people’s land, “Your noble’s way of doing it sounds a lot like how my people do it…or at least, that is how it was for my previous betrothals. I’d never even seen any of them until the night before the wedding,” and each one of them had died before they could even think about claiming her. She had been relieved for each of them. They’d been so old, she’d not wanted them to touch her, even though she’d be a third or fourth wife for each of them, “I think I like how you,” what was that word he used, “your commoners do it better.”
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 Jul 12, 2024 17:45:18 GMT -5
"That's because us commoners are fun, nobles have huge sticks up their asses," Kasper was finding himself attracted to her laugh and how beautiful she was when she didn't act like he was going be mean to her. The way her nose scrunched when she laughed was just adorable, "Now if my daddy, goddess rest his soul, could have traded me for a corn chip to a noble he would have," he wanted to keep her laughing. He'd have new jokes and better material for their first official "courting training", "But on a serious note, I like your company and I'd like to have dinner with you...with your family?"