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!
Weylin had obediently been showing up every day to whatever it was that Ishmael had asked him. He hadn't stopped feeling scared. Maybe he never would, but he wasn't about to risk harm befalling him or Beth or anyone he knew by being disobedient either. Today was no different. He showed up shortly after the sun was up and tried to prepare for whatever the days tasks might be. Beth sat beside his feet, looking content but was internally grumbling inside his head. He didn't mind, her energy kept him alert and ready.