The Crow, the Owl, and the Dove
THE STORY
One hundred years ago, the orcs led an attack the old kingdom. Dragons burned down many villages and one sorceress sought to rise above all. She was defeated, but many of the fantastical creatures were driven from their homelands and most became extinct. The humans sought to rebuild society with the remaining creatures and slowly, they rose to where they are today. Elves, shifters, faeries, mermaids, and elementals all living in harmony underneath their new king, Alick Lurus. Wyverns, incubuses, imps, and various other creatures of evil haven't been seen for years, but something in the wind tells everyone a storm is beginning to brew. A new threat is on the rise, one Alick can't bear to fathom.
RULES
1. Follow STC Terms of Service.
2. Be polite and courteous to your fellow partners!
3. Characters and players must be 18+ only. Please try to be diverse in age.
4. At least one post a week. You may post more, but be mindful of others.
5. Adept posting expectation. One paragraph minimum. Quality over quantity.
6. This is a mature rp, and as such, expect adult motifs and content. All sex scenes must fade to black.
7. No power-playing, god-modding, or auto-hitting, unless you are given express permission.
8. Real pictures. Anime and semi-realistic isn't allowed.
9. Maximum of three main characters.
10. Have fun!
STARTING POINT
When you first enter the grand hall, a wave of excitement and overwhelming tension rush simultaneously through your body, sending goosebumps up your arms. The grand hall is decked out in the colors of the house of Lurus- navy blue and gold. A symbol of peace and wealth. An attempt to ease the tensions between King Macaulay and Alick himself. Gold streamers are numerous, long, satin curtains line every towering window, and servants rush back and forth to keep the golden plates filled with croissants, apricot jam, apple tarts, chocolate truffles, mini salmon quiches, and various other snack foods. Tea and red wine are served consistently among the jostling and gossiping the nobles. The night is young and only time will tell if the strangers behind the mask come to a mutual agreement.