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

[ghostlighter]

We're going to the Chantry. That's a plan.

[fadedchampion]

We're going to the Chantry and not making the slightest mention of studying magic. That's the plan.

[ghostlighter]

We're going to study magic without mentioning we're studying magic. Got it.

[fadedchampion]

Now you've got it.

[ghostlighter]

So, what are we waiting for?

[fadedchampion]

Well, it would be a lot easier if you stopped talking and started following, but what's a tour without chatter?

[ghostlighter]

[ Rolls his eyes and motions for Garrett to start leading. ]

[fadedchampion]

[Quite cheerfully Hawke does so, out the door and onto the streets.]

Just as well you aren't here later. A lot of gangs roam Lowtown at night, and it would be such a distraction to have to take care of them all before I got you to the Chantry.

[ghostlighter]

I don't even want to think about what medieval gangs must look like. [ They would just be too huge a gap to the type of gangs he knows. ]

[fadedchampion]

Dirty, unwashed, armed with swords. And crossbows. I mean, Maker's breath, even when we lived here in Lowtown my mother would never have let me go out unwashed.