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!
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 20:12:25 GMT -5
Kasper handed her the pipe his face already wearing a long grin, "A bet hmm? I'm almost tempted just to do it first because I know you won't," Kasper joked, he traded the booze for the pipe.
Ending his laughter with a surprised raising of his brows, "I didn't know that, I've done a tour in Cambria and I've been to Lorendale, I like it here," Kasper shrugged and ripped the pipe again talking between his exhale, "How is Royce?" of course Kasper knew Evanthe had been previously paired and he knew Royce. Kasper knew about the man's leg, "You should let him know I got you..."
Post by Evanthe Curran on Jul 5, 2024 22:15:31 GMT -5
She raised her eyebrows at him, her grin widening, “Ohhh I won’t huh?” She reached over and flicked his arm, “Sounds like a challenge to me!” Maybe the hash was kicking in, or maybe she forgot what the bet was about in the first place, but it didn’t occur to her at the moment that she was feeling challenged that he thought that she’d win the bet.
“Yeah Coheed’s great,” Evanthe waved her hand around, “Has a sort of raw quality about it. It’s fun to draw. The sun actually gives decent shadows, ya know?” She hadn’t been able to actually sit down with her charcoals just yet, but with the dock project coming to a close, she reckoned that she’d be able to get to it soon, “Royce was doing well when I last checked on him. He’s really moving around on just the one leg—got a good humor about it now anyways,” she pat his shoulder, “Maybe you should visit him sometime, let him know that we make a good pair,” another swig, “and I just wanna let you know, that I’m not going to fail you and let something happen to one of your limbs, too, okay?”
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 12:48:45 GMT -5
Kasper looked Evanthe for a good long time, her professed promise to keep him whole and safe was felt. It was the Pairing bond he believed or assumed that they were supposed to get close. Kasper had had only one partner, Faylin, and they had got very close. She had made him feel like she cared and cared about the Van Zants (he would take the win that Fay nor Kat killed each other). He got to the point that he loved Faylin and the woman just...walked away from all of it. No rhyme or reason.
Evanther and Royce he guessed had spent years together, different situations of course the way their Pairing ended but he could figure there was some hurt there. He understood the loss. They shared that. Kasper would trust that he and Evanthe would grow after all they seemed like kindred spirits.
"I know you will Evanthe," he sighed as the affects of the hash was very well in their way to working on Kasper, he was both relaxed yet talkative, "I'll go see Royce, of course....I'd say go let Faylin know you got me but I...I haven't seen her since she up and left; that's what my last fear is. Don't leave me," Kasper laughed, "Hell if you find a noble husband and marry...I'll marry him too. We can all run away together and frolic or whatever...but you'll still be my partner. My Pairing. My Witch. My friend."
Post by Evanthe Curran on Jul 8, 2024 13:33:24 GMT -5
“You and Faylin seemed close,” an understatement. She’d not interacted with them too much of late, but she recalled spying the glances they exchanged. She and Royce had been close, but it had never gone further than friendship--even if she had offered to take a roll in the hay with him when they first met. She laughed humorously. She’d been wild back then. Back before her family betrayed her trust, “I’m sorry she left the way she did. It was…sudden,” sudden and strange. Although she supposed it wasn’t unusual for nobles to suddenly wed each other…hadn’t that recently happened to Woodwick? “And don’t you worry. I’m not planning on going anywhere anytime soon,” she smirked at him, “Fraid you’re stuck with me, partner.” His comment about marrying whoever her future husband made her laugh, “Ha! Wouldn’t that shock everyone?” It was almost tempting to seriously do it. It’d make her family absolutely furious. It would beat the time she got pregnant out of wedlock by miles, “Do you think your future wife would like that though? I wouldn’t be keen on sharing someone like you with anybody.”
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 18:14:33 GMT -5
Kasper sighed and stared out across the water, "meh, we were nothing," and Kasper took a long drink of their shared bottle changing the subject with a belch to their supposed marriage, "first, you're stuck with me too. Secondly, would it be shocking with a Van Zant involved? And third, no..I guess she wouldn't as you just so admitted," and he flipped it back rather smoothly.
Post by Evanthe Curran on Jul 24, 2024 20:21:50 GMT -5
He said they were nothing, but she wasn't sure if she believed him. He'd been so out of sorts...but he had also lost his sister around the same time. She'd leave it alone for now. Instead of saying anything, she'd nod and take another swig of the whiskey.
"I guess that would be pretty shocking," she mused, watching her foot as the toes wiggled, "If you're a fancy noble that is," she laughed a little too loudly, "It's funny, you can be made into a noble, but deep in your heart you are always aware of your roots," nobles had a certain way of sneering at the lesser born, but she'd long ago learned how to deal with it. Sort of. Drinking helped.
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 Aug 5, 2024 9:45:46 GMT -5
"Well I guess I'm lucky I got you, because unlike Faylin...unlike so many other nobles I've met, you've never made me feel anything less than an equal," Kasper replied as he tapped the ashes of his wooden pipe before repacking it, "So I appreciate that more than you'll know."
Post by Evanthe Curran on Aug 6, 2024 19:10:08 GMT -5
Evanthe shot him a lazy smile, “Well, I don’t see you as lesser than me. And if anyone makes you feel lesser, just point me at them, and I’ll show them what lesser means,” she didn’t care if her words made sense or not. She meant them. Whatever they meant, “Part of it, too, is that I don’t really see myself as noble. Not really,” she drank, “My father as born as poor and common as you can get. We became noble when I was ten, and lemme tell ya,” she looked at him, “It’s not what it’s cracked up to be. Everyone born noble has something long and sharp stuck up their ass and they get all upset when you’re not the same way.”
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 Aug 9, 2024 9:25:03 GMT -5
"I never want to be a noble, just a slice of the pie is all I ever ask," Kasper replied taking another hit of his pipe and a deep drink from their shared drink. He was slowly becoming more and more buzzed as he combined his smoke and drink, "I'm glad you don't have a stick up your ass Evanthe, truly a blessing...fuck...I'm getting drunk..."
Post by Evanthe Curran on Aug 16, 2024 19:04:35 GMT -5
“A piece of the pie is all you’re really gonna want,” the booze and whatever was in that smoke was getting to her. The water was starting to look mighty fine, “They don’t punish you for impropriety like they do when you’re still a humble peasant,” she took a long swig of the bottle.
“How drunk areya feeling?” Her words were starting to slur, “Drunk enough ta strip down to the clothes ya mama birthed ya in?” She was, cold water and all. She shrugged off her jacked and shot a sly, yet drunken smile in his direction as she started to loosen the belt that cinched her tunic at her waist, beginning the process of stripping off her clothes, both to jump in the water and also to see if he’d go along with it like he suggested he would earlier, “I think I’m about ready to hop in.”
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 Aug 17, 2024 8:40:56 GMT -5
Kasper was for a moment surprised when Evanthe jumped up, even more so when the jacket came off and then other clothes. He had thought she was joking about skinny dipping but here she was getting undressed and calling him out on his earlier words.
Kasper abandoned his pipe as he too jumped up removing his own boots while doing perhaps what a partner would, he grabbed her belt and began to help her, slightly shaking hands fumbling drunkly as he grinned brightly...perhaps it was to bold but again, they were partners why couldn't they help each other undress? She'd seen him naked loads of times after changing training.
Post by Evanthe Curran on Sept 1, 2024 15:11:52 GMT -5
Kasper was doing the gentlemanly thing and helping her out of her clothes. Now that was interesting, but perhaps it should have been expected. For one thing, he was a man—intoxicated at that! For another, being paired partners created a sense of closeness where the action of undressing in front of each other didn’t seem indecent in the slightest.
With his help, it didn’t take long for her to be stark naked. Even sober, she likely wouldn’t have felt that embarrassed. Body shy, she was not, “You gonna join me?” She asked, seeing that his boots had been removed. No matter what he said in response, a playful smile would overtake her face as what seemed like a fantastic idea occurred to her. Without giving it a single thought, she’d reach out and try to push him in the water.