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

[eternal_maze]

[Ow ow ow oh kami it's Charles. Great.

Homura's a little bit more psychically receptive than most, being what she is, and Charles, though just a servant, makes an impression that one doesn't easily forget. And yes, all right, very helpful, and that is impressively fast getting the alarm up, but really, he could have been a bit more selective in that broadcast, couldn't he?

She allows herself a quick peek over the wall; it doesn't look like a whole army, which makes sense. They couldn't have gotten a whole army here so quietly. They must have sent a small group through the woods, to see what they could do by stealth and trickery.

It'll take a while for people to rouse and mobilize, though, so for the moment, it's up to her.

...And Charles, she supposes.

She lays low against the inner walls and positions her rifle over the top, taking careful aim.]

[mutantlifeguard]

[It's actually a topic of some curiosity. Charles' power, that is. Because he is powerful. A magic beyond what most people have or know. And yet, he stays. He has never tried to seize political power. There are some nasty rumors about the King and a kidnapped girl, but... no one really listens to those.

Do they?

Sorry, he sends, to her, and then his mental touch grows cold. He's realized, abruptly, what this army wants.

And it isn't him dead.]

[eternal_maze]

[Homura would protest more, but now isn't the time and it works better than shouting, at least.

She slips out of the timestream momentarily, firing the rest of her shots; she can't afford to be out in the open and exposed for long, since the burning of the match on the firing mechanism will give away her position in this kind of dark. Time resumes, and she can see two of the men fall; one reels as her shot hits him in the side. He won't last long.

The next errant thought that slips from Charles's mind, though, makes her blood run cold.

They're here for you—

It's only a moment's distraction, but that's enough; as she turns toward the top of the wall, an arrow catches her in the shoulder.]