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

[darkholme]

That... wasn't my intention, I swear it. [It's hard not to keep grinning though, because while she didn't mean to cockblock send the other lady away, it was a funny result of her just being a jerk.]

It's alright, though. That woman has incredibly loose morals, you'd do well to avoid her. Trust me.

[godxavetheking]

Of course not. That explains why you're smiling so broadly at my misfortune.

[He raises an eyebrow at the next bit, though, and says, mock-gravely]

Don't tell me she really was a sorceress.

[darkholme]

Maybe I always wear a smile.

[She's practically beaming now.]

Not sure, actually! Maybe she is. I've just seen her around. [Emphasis on around, eesh.] No, I was only implying that your attempts at wooing the lady were so poor that you would likely need to use very powerful magicks in order for them to work.

dickhead prince cliches: MY CHILDHOOD

[godxavetheking]

And maybe I'm the long-lost heir to the throne, in heavy disguise. [Which... check, check, and okay, he's been lost for at least six hours, a certain captain of the guard is undoubtedly disapproving, so close enough. But that's different.

Despite himself, he's starting to find the enormous, shit-eating grin charming. Not that he'd actually consider bedding one as young as this one, but perhaps there's something to be said for just having a conversation with members of the populace. Even if this conversation consists primarily of casting aspersions about his abilities as a suitor.]

Yes, I got that, actually, thank you very much- but I've never actually had to make use of potions to win the favor of a lady, to date. [Because prince. He's a little disturbed to be finding that this is possibly only true because prince.]

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[darkholme]

[That makes her laugh, sliding her mug to the edge of the bar because yes, she will be having a refill.]

Right, I'm sure that's the God's honest truth. You're the Prince Charles, then, yes? Or is there another now, I can hardly keep track. I'm truly honored, either way, m'lord. [She flourishes her hand and nods, all very respectful here. Minus the laughing. ] As if he leaves the castle grounds, ever, and to spend time at a place like this. If you ever try that card, you might want to look into asking a chum to play the role of bodyguard, yeah? That'd make it a little more believable.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

[godxavetheking]

Well, I am a Charles. [playful smile] As for as princes go, it's Charles and- I believe there was a bastard running around, too, last time I heard- Canid, Cain, something like that. [SUPER CONVINCING IMPRESSION OF DISINTEREST IS A GO] And you? Do you have a name, or must I refer to you only as "mysterious and perspicacious stranger met in a pub"?

[he seems to consider her next point seriously.]

Perhaps I like to live a life of risk.

[darkholme]

Oh, perspicacious. I quite like that. No, my name's Raven. Just Raven, seeing as I don't have any titles. None that I'm aware of anyway.

Clearly, as shown by your willingness to charm that particular woman.