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

2, 2 (whichever Charles)

[original_fine]

[There's nothing like a breather after a long journey. James enters the tavern with an unconscious swagger. The dust of the road clinging to him cannot the spirit beneath, and he sits at a table with an erect posture, a smile, and a request for food and drink.]

6, lol tavern boy

[mutantlifeguard]

[Charles approaches, breathless, a little flushed (he's been drinking). Smiles at Jim. The cheer is mostly superficial; he's trapped here. He's powerful, he's alone, and the tavern owner knows how easy it would be to have Charles burned as a witch.

And so Charles spends his days making sure no customers make trouble. As a result, this is the best tavern in the area. By far.]

What can I get you, friend?

[original_fine]

[Sir James smiles, but it's an easy, unconsidered smile. He's not here to make trouble, but he's not thinking about anything but his own situation right now. As a result, there's a warmth there that, while not false, is not deep, either.]

Ale. And whatever you have on the fire. I've been traveling all day, and hot food would be a pleasure.

[mutantlifeguard]

[ A nod. ] Right away.

[ Charles spoons up a nice hearty bowl and a flagon of ale. The better sort, for a knight. Sets it down, and leans on the bar across from James. ]

Where are you heading, friend?

[original_fine]

Home. [James smiles, road-weary but happy to be returning.] Kirkstall.

[He takes a drink, the ale a welcome refreshment.]

I haven't been here before--your master keeps a fine establishment.

[mutantlifeguard]

Well, it's all he wants. [ Charles shrugs. ] Never been to Kirkstall. Lovely place?

[original_fine]

Fair enough, and my family is there.

[It will be a welcome respite, but something in the young man's tone catches at him.]

All he wants. [He looks at him closely for the first time.] Not all you want, I think.