RP MEME: MEDIEVAL TIMES

[cerebel]

Pick a scenario, post with your character and roll for the scene. Or just pick. That's cool too.

For the setting:

1) CASTLE. Throne rooms, private chambers, long hallways.
2) TAVERN. Rough-hewn tables, rough-hewn clientele.
3) DUNGEONS. Iron bars, rusty chains, and terrible food.
4) JOUST. The knights of the realm are battling.
5) FIELDS. It's a hard, long day working to grow food.
6) MARKET. There's a well, there are some craftsmen selling things. It's a medieval mall.

And once you've decided the setting, decide your role:

1) ROYALTY. You are a King, Queen, Prince, Princess or close relative.
2) KNIGHT. You are a warrior of the realm.
3) WITCH/WIZARD. Official court magician? Crazy old lady with a lot of herbs? You decide.
4) PEASANT. Yeah, your life sucks.
5) CRAFTSMAN. Blacksmith, woodworker. Apprentice or master is up to you.
6) SERVANT. Your life is utterly devoted to the one you serve.
BONUS: 7) TIME TRAVELER. ???

Comments

[wantsdragonspls]

Your people are called grue? And you are Some?

[He touches his own chest.]

Wataru. The Prince Dragon.

[i_id]

[It repeats his name quietly, with only the lower mouth.]

Duke said, you are Lord?

[wantsdragonspls]

I rule this kingdom, yes.

[i_id]

Kingdom means what?

[wantsdragonspls]

It means that this land and these people, and everything within the borders of my territory, belong to me.

[i_id]

[It took a moment, considering this.]

All the... surface.

[wantsdragonspls]

There are mines. They belong to me as well.

[i_id]

Under is grues.

[wantsdragonspls]

If grues are under my land, you are my subjects.

[i_id]

[It stared at him, then snorted, shaking its head and looking away.]

No.

[wantsdragonspls]

I have no desire to rule you the same way I do my surface subjects. But we need to talk.

[It wasn't human, so he wasn't insulted at the outright rejection.]

[i_id]

Have a lord. First.

[The last word was in its own language, a definitive sound.]

[wantsdragonspls]

[A dismissive wave.]

The fool who caught you is a lord. I have many of them.

[i_id]

[It turned back towards him, the black gaze narrowed.]

You not our First.

[wantsdragonspls]

No. But I may be your First's First.

[The mimic isn't perfect, but it's remarkably similar given the lack of physiological capabilities.]

At least ...

[He waves a hand toward their entourage.]

It would be best if my other subjects believe it. Were you really eating that idiot's serfs?

[i_id]

[It made another sound, less amused than the first.]

Sunwalkers, you. We eat you.

[wantsdragonspls]

Ground-dwellers, you.

[His lips curls.]

We kill things like you. But we don't have to.

[i_id]

[It passes a hand over its head, smoothing back the fur crest that had begun to rise, and shifted, trying to sit more comfortably with the wound.]

The one who caught me didn't kill me. Or you. Why not?

[wantsdragonspls]

I don't sanction the wanton slaughter of non-humans in my lands. He knows it.

[i_id]

Even though we kill you.

[wantsdragonspls]

[He waves a dismissive hand.]

There's any number of reasons why you'd want to kill us.

[Only humans are naturally malicious and cruel just for the sake of it.]

[i_id]

We have to. We eat you.

[wantsdragonspls]

Then you don't have a choice and the situation is negotiable, isn't it?