Wait you're only down to one job to go?? Amazing!! This Kingdomlocke has been so exciting to read!! Rip to the three battlestones tho oh my gosh
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TOPIC | [Kingdomlocke] And I Must Scream
Wait you're only down to one job to go?? Amazing!! This Kingdomlocke has been so exciting to read!! Rip to the three battlestones tho oh my gosh
@Glitchtrap
I'm so glad you've enjoyed it! I'm hardly going to stop after winning - I plan on doing a combined kingdomlocke/Emperorlocke after this. I've learned a lot, and doing a kingdomlocke has been really fun ^-^
I'm so glad you've enjoyed it! I'm hardly going to stop after winning - I plan on doing a combined kingdomlocke/Emperorlocke after this. I've learned a lot, and doing a kingdomlocke has been really fun ^-^
@Glitchtrap
I'm so glad you've enjoyed it! I'm hardly going to stop after winning - I plan on doing a combined kingdomlocke/Emperorlocke after this. I've learned a lot, and doing a kingdomlocke has been really fun ^-^
I'm so glad you've enjoyed it! I'm hardly going to stop after winning - I plan on doing a combined kingdomlocke/Emperorlocke after this. I've learned a lot, and doing a kingdomlocke has been really fun ^-^
For my first one I had an assassin trying to murder people and getting brought back as a shade the same day I got my last job filled (familiar keeper), so I guess I lucked out there and didn't have to think too hard about it (I didn't even realize how close I was until it was done and I checked my notes). Hopefully nothing catastrophic happens in your kingdom now that you're so close!!
For my first one I had an assassin trying to murder people and getting brought back as a shade the same day I got my last job filled (familiar keeper), so I guess I lucked out there and didn't have to think too hard about it (I didn't even realize how close I was until it was done and I checked my notes). Hopefully nothing catastrophic happens in your kingdom now that you're so close!!
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@ladyspibe @theawesomew @brandonjui @amubun @naranciag @glitchtrap
[center][b][u]Day Forty Five[/u][/b][/center]
Rolls: I quit, death bond, the sacrifice, studied the blade, Emperor dragon slaughter (rejected), and death streak
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A death bond snapped into place between Bloodrain and Nichol, something that Falcon as a newly minted healer was able to identify. Bloodrain nervously promised to be extremely careful when fortune telling; the last thing he wanted was to accidentally kill Nichol should fate lash out at him for his interference. Something everyone agreed was a good idea.
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[img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/5c92eu0ldp517xq/naturetop.png[/img][/center]
Falcon came to Queen Morainn, explaining that the Gladekeeper demanded a sacrifice of blood. Not understanding, as she’d been sheltered from the one and only sacrifice that had happened when she was alive, she stabbed her paw with Falcon’s ceremonial knife and dripped blood over the altar while Falcon could only look on in disbelief.
“That’s, that’s not how you- the Gladekeeper will smite us for this!” He wailed, and the queen froze. A whisper of a breeze floated through, almost like a sigh, before the blood vanished in a faint burst of emerald light.
“I will forgive ignorance just the once…do not disappoint me again.”
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[img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/x1e1ansl1hjjm1v/watertop.png[/img][/center]
Cain had his first success as an ambassador, bringing the kingdom’s first Bogsneak into Prosperity. She introduced herself as Fuchsia, and that she knew her way not only around a blade, but the kitchens too. She’d like to live here, if it was alright with her grace.
Queen Morainn mulled it over for a minute, before accepting. She held the right to drive Fuchsia from the kingdom should she prove to be lying about her skills in battle [I]and[/I] in the culinary arts. But she had a feeling she wouldn’t need to; Fuchsia had the musculature of a trained warrior. And as the kingdom had never had a chef before, well, that was certainly a welcome addition to Prosperity.
Having more options than raw fruits and vegetables along with roasted meat was definitely appealing to everyone.
Unbeknownst to them all, however, Fuchsia was not only good with a blade and food, but poisons as well. She was a highly trained assassin, and had been paid quite the small fortune by the kingdom Havenshire had split off from to wipe out the dragons here.
All it would take was a small addition to dinner here, an accident in the woods there…yes, it wouldn’t take Fuchsia long to finish the job. It never did.
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[img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/4bs9wirigoii3x2/windtop.png[/img][/center]
Avianne stared at the swirling mists in her ball in horror.
No. [I]No.[/I] Nero could not be allowed to attack Prosperity, not again!
Banith, Nightrise, Roy, Aixa, Nichol, Fuchsia, Jayce, Flowervoid…too many deaths. Too many screams.
Bloodrain immediately grabbed the invisible thread of fate, only for Avianne to bat his paw aside.
“A-Avianne, what-?”
“Think, Bloodrain! You have more than your own life to think about!” She snapped, and Bloodrain winced at the reminder. “Let me. Your life may be yours to risk, but Nichol’s is not. At least this way, if something happens, it will be only one who dies.”
“Okay.” Bloodrain responded miserably, before looking at his mentor with imploring eyes. “Please, be careful.”
Avianne smiled at him. “As careful as ever.” She took hold of the invisible thread of fate, pulling the string back. And back. And back.
Take a right instead of a left. Turn away from Prosperity, walk deeper into the jungle. Lumber on, away from us, blissfully unaware.
[I]Snap,[/I] went the invisible string of fate, and Avianne’s face contorted in pain as the backlash hit with what felt like the striking of a burning whip to her heart. She collapsed, already dead before she hit the ground. Bloodrain wailed, rushing over to his mentor’s side, but there was nothing to be done.
Such was the price of denying fate.
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[img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/f3hcf4vhaj19x4y/windbottom.png[/img]
[img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/rssip7p2a67i6ll/earthtop.png[/img][/center]
A death streak snapped out from the ley lines in the Sandswept Delta while Falcon, Nightshade, and Gabriel were hunting. Nightshade let out a strangled yelp of pain before collapsing. Falcon was on him in an instant, pressing his heart to keep it beating.
Gabriel watched with baited breath as Falcon kept Nightshade alive, keeping the blood flowing and oxygen circulating even though the trauma of the death streak had stopped Nightshade’s heart.
Falcon cast spell after spell before finally hitting Nightshade with a bolt of electricity. The Skydancer gasped awake, flanks heaving, panicked and in pain.
The magical backlash of a death streak stops a dragon’s heart from beating. Falcon could only thank the Gladekeeper that he’d chosen to switch careers when he did; without the knowledge he’d gained in healing, they would’ve only been able to helplessly assume that Nightshade was dead. Which, if Falcon hadn’t been so close, hadn’t reacted so quickly…he would have been.
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And naturally, of course I manage to roll for an assassin right after asking if the job was necessary for winning. Wonderful. I better get my last job quick, Liam managed to take out like half the kingdom while he was an assassin and I definitely don’t want that happening here! D:
Also hooray for healers; at first I was freaking out that Falcon got rolled for the death streak, and even more so when two level fives got dragged into fighting where they were seriously underleveled. But thankfully he's a healer now, so he was able to save Nightshade
Does it count for death streaks? I have no idea, but it says he can heal a teammate who dies in coli, and Nightshade died in coli, so I'm rolling with it. Lol
Edit: Crap, I forgot to mention that the reason why I didn’t write the I quit is because no one actually changed jobs. How? This is how
Aixa: I’mma quit my job and become an alchemist
Roy: But Chip is already an alchemist, reroll that
Axia: Fiiiiine. *rolls dice*
Roy: *stares*
Axia: *stares*
Aixa: I guess I’m staying a necromancer then
@ladyspibe @theawesomew @brandonjui @amubun @naranciag @glitchtrap
Rolls: I quit, death bond, the sacrifice, studied the blade, Emperor dragon slaughter (rejected), and death streak
A death bond snapped into place between Bloodrain and Nichol, something that Falcon as a newly minted healer was able to identify. Bloodrain nervously promised to be extremely careful when fortune telling; the last thing he wanted was to accidentally kill Nichol should fate lash out at him for his interference. Something everyone agreed was a good idea.
Falcon came to Queen Morainn, explaining that the Gladekeeper demanded a sacrifice of blood. Not understanding, as she’d been sheltered from the one and only sacrifice that had happened when she was alive, she stabbed her paw with Falcon’s ceremonial knife and dripped blood over the altar while Falcon could only look on in disbelief.
“That’s, that’s not how you- the Gladekeeper will smite us for this!” He wailed, and the queen froze. A whisper of a breeze floated through, almost like a sigh, before the blood vanished in a faint burst of emerald light.
“I will forgive ignorance just the once…do not disappoint me again.”
Cain had his first success as an ambassador, bringing the kingdom’s first Bogsneak into Prosperity. She introduced herself as Fuchsia, and that she knew her way not only around a blade, but the kitchens too. She’d like to live here, if it was alright with her grace.
Queen Morainn mulled it over for a minute, before accepting. She held the right to drive Fuchsia from the kingdom should she prove to be lying about her skills in battle and in the culinary arts. But she had a feeling she wouldn’t need to; Fuchsia had the musculature of a trained warrior. And as the kingdom had never had a chef before, well, that was certainly a welcome addition to Prosperity.
Having more options than raw fruits and vegetables along with roasted meat was definitely appealing to everyone.
Unbeknownst to them all, however, Fuchsia was not only good with a blade and food, but poisons as well. She was a highly trained assassin, and had been paid quite the small fortune by the kingdom Havenshire had split off from to wipe out the dragons here.
All it would take was a small addition to dinner here, an accident in the woods there…yes, it wouldn’t take Fuchsia long to finish the job. It never did.
Avianne stared at the swirling mists in her ball in horror.
No. No. Nero could not be allowed to attack Prosperity, not again!
Banith, Nightrise, Roy, Aixa, Nichol, Fuchsia, Jayce, Flowervoid…too many deaths. Too many screams.
Bloodrain immediately grabbed the invisible thread of fate, only for Avianne to bat his paw aside.
“A-Avianne, what-?”
“Think, Bloodrain! You have more than your own life to think about!” She snapped, and Bloodrain winced at the reminder. “Let me. Your life may be yours to risk, but Nichol’s is not. At least this way, if something happens, it will be only one who dies.”
“Okay.” Bloodrain responded miserably, before looking at his mentor with imploring eyes. “Please, be careful.”
Avianne smiled at him. “As careful as ever.” She took hold of the invisible thread of fate, pulling the string back. And back. And back.
Take a right instead of a left. Turn away from Prosperity, walk deeper into the jungle. Lumber on, away from us, blissfully unaware.
Snap, went the invisible string of fate, and Avianne’s face contorted in pain as the backlash hit with what felt like the striking of a burning whip to her heart. She collapsed, already dead before she hit the ground. Bloodrain wailed, rushing over to his mentor’s side, but there was nothing to be done.
Such was the price of denying fate.
A death streak snapped out from the ley lines in the Sandswept Delta while Falcon, Nightshade, and Gabriel were hunting. Nightshade let out a strangled yelp of pain before collapsing. Falcon was on him in an instant, pressing his heart to keep it beating.
Gabriel watched with baited breath as Falcon kept Nightshade alive, keeping the blood flowing and oxygen circulating even though the trauma of the death streak had stopped Nightshade’s heart.
Falcon cast spell after spell before finally hitting Nightshade with a bolt of electricity. The Skydancer gasped awake, flanks heaving, panicked and in pain.
The magical backlash of a death streak stops a dragon’s heart from beating. Falcon could only thank the Gladekeeper that he’d chosen to switch careers when he did; without the knowledge he’d gained in healing, they would’ve only been able to helplessly assume that Nightshade was dead. Which, if Falcon hadn’t been so close, hadn’t reacted so quickly…he would have been.
And naturally, of course I manage to roll for an assassin right after asking if the job was necessary for winning. Wonderful. I better get my last job quick, Liam managed to take out like half the kingdom while he was an assassin and I definitely don’t want that happening here! D:
Also hooray for healers; at first I was freaking out that Falcon got rolled for the death streak, and even more so when two level fives got dragged into fighting where they were seriously underleveled. But thankfully he's a healer now, so he was able to save Nightshade
Does it count for death streaks? I have no idea, but it says he can heal a teammate who dies in coli, and Nightshade died in coli, so I'm rolling with it. Lol
Edit: Crap, I forgot to mention that the reason why I didn’t write the I quit is because no one actually changed jobs. How? This is how
Aixa: I’mma quit my job and become an alchemist
Roy: But Chip is already an alchemist, reroll that
Axia: Fiiiiine. *rolls dice*
Roy: *stares*
Axia: *stares*
Aixa: I guess I’m staying a necromancer then
Day Forty Five
Rolls: I quit, death bond, the sacrifice, studied the blade, Emperor dragon slaughter (rejected), and death streak
“That’s, that’s not how you- the Gladekeeper will smite us for this!” He wailed, and the queen froze. A whisper of a breeze floated through, almost like a sigh, before the blood vanished in a faint burst of emerald light.
“I will forgive ignorance just the once…do not disappoint me again.”
Queen Morainn mulled it over for a minute, before accepting. She held the right to drive Fuchsia from the kingdom should she prove to be lying about her skills in battle and in the culinary arts. But she had a feeling she wouldn’t need to; Fuchsia had the musculature of a trained warrior. And as the kingdom had never had a chef before, well, that was certainly a welcome addition to Prosperity.
Having more options than raw fruits and vegetables along with roasted meat was definitely appealing to everyone.
Unbeknownst to them all, however, Fuchsia was not only good with a blade and food, but poisons as well. She was a highly trained assassin, and had been paid quite the small fortune by the kingdom Havenshire had split off from to wipe out the dragons here.
All it would take was a small addition to dinner here, an accident in the woods there…yes, it wouldn’t take Fuchsia long to finish the job. It never did.
No. No. Nero could not be allowed to attack Prosperity, not again!
Banith, Nightrise, Roy, Aixa, Nichol, Fuchsia, Jayce, Flowervoid…too many deaths. Too many screams.
Bloodrain immediately grabbed the invisible thread of fate, only for Avianne to bat his paw aside.
“A-Avianne, what-?”
“Think, Bloodrain! You have more than your own life to think about!” She snapped, and Bloodrain winced at the reminder. “Let me. Your life may be yours to risk, but Nichol’s is not. At least this way, if something happens, it will be only one who dies.”
“Okay.” Bloodrain responded miserably, before looking at his mentor with imploring eyes. “Please, be careful.”
Avianne smiled at him. “As careful as ever.” She took hold of the invisible thread of fate, pulling the string back. And back. And back.
Take a right instead of a left. Turn away from Prosperity, walk deeper into the jungle. Lumber on, away from us, blissfully unaware.
Snap, went the invisible string of fate, and Avianne’s face contorted in pain as the backlash hit with what felt like the striking of a burning whip to her heart. She collapsed, already dead before she hit the ground. Bloodrain wailed, rushing over to his mentor’s side, but there was nothing to be done.
Such was the price of denying fate.
Gabriel watched with baited breath as Falcon kept Nightshade alive, keeping the blood flowing and oxygen circulating even though the trauma of the death streak had stopped Nightshade’s heart.
Falcon cast spell after spell before finally hitting Nightshade with a bolt of electricity. The Skydancer gasped awake, flanks heaving, panicked and in pain.
The magical backlash of a death streak stops a dragon’s heart from beating. Falcon could only thank the Gladekeeper that he’d chosen to switch careers when he did; without the knowledge he’d gained in healing, they would’ve only been able to helplessly assume that Nightshade was dead. Which, if Falcon hadn’t been so close, hadn’t reacted so quickly…he would have been.
Also hooray for healers; at first I was freaking out that Falcon got rolled for the death streak, and even more so when two level fives got dragged into fighting where they were seriously underleveled. But thankfully he's a healer now, so he was able to save Nightshade
Does it count for death streaks? I have no idea, but it says he can heal a teammate who dies in coli, and Nightshade died in coli, so I'm rolling with it. Lol
Edit: Crap, I forgot to mention that the reason why I didn’t write the I quit is because no one actually changed jobs. How? This is how
Aixa: I’mma quit my job and become an alchemist
Roy: But Chip is already an alchemist, reroll that
Axia: Fiiiiine. *rolls dice*
Roy: *stares*
Axia: *stares*
Aixa: I guess I’m staying a necromancer then
I would think that under the normal rules the doc counts for death streaks. :O good luck with your assassin!
I would think that under the normal rules the doc counts for death streaks. :O good luck with your assassin!
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@ladyspibe @theawesomew @brandonjui @amubun @naranciag @glitchtrap
[center][b][u]Day Forty Six[/u][/b][/center]
Rolls: festival x2, death bond, backstabbing x2 (1 rejected), and romance
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Prosperity had grown large enough that Havenshire now qualified as an average-sized kingdom. Queen Moriann threw a massive party to celebrate.
The Gladekeeper was incredibly pleased by the growth of her loyal followers, and bestowed extra lives on Nightrise, Falcon, Roy, Bloodrain, and Nightshade.
Meanwhile, impromptu tournaments of strength were being held among the dragons of Havenshire, and a giddy Roy and Flowervoid came up to their queen to announce the good news: Flowervoid had (after ruling out being a name scribe with Nichol) decided to become a matchmaker.
That kicked off another round of celebration: finally, [I]finally,[/I] Havenshire was strong enough to achieve their vengeance. Tonight, Queen Morainn proclaimed, they would attack the kingdom that had driven their founding king and his most loyal into the jungles, and it would be [I]glorious.[/I]
[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/o8um59emz54a3gs/lightbottom2.png[/img]
[img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/rssip7p2a67i6ll/earthtop.png[/img][/center]
A death bond snapped into place between the queen and Flowervoid, much to their surprise. At least neither of them were particularly suited for the front lines? It didn’t seem likely that one or the other would get killed, but one never knew when it came to the wilderness.
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[img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/4bs9wirigoii3x2/windtop.png[/img][/center]
The blood drained from the fortune teller’s face as he beheld not one, but [I]two[/I] backstabbings. And even worse, they were happening right now!
Bloodrain reacted on instinct, taking the invisible thread of fate in claw. As much as his heart cried out to stop the knife coming for his brother, he knew he had to stop the one aimed for Fuchsia. His brother would get up again. Fuschia wouldn’t.
[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/f3hcf4vhaj19x4y/windbottom.png[/img]
[img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/w57d8ll9nuqntn4/icetop2.png[/img][/center]
Someone stabbed Nightrise in the back. Nobody knows who did it, least of all Nightrise himself. He could only praise the Gladekeeper that she’d seen fit to give him an extra life just that morning, or he would be in her care!
That’s when Aixa’s necromancy was pointed out, much to Nightshade’s embarrassment. He’d forgotten about that for a moment. Whoops.
Still, he was glad he wasn’t dead, as was everyone else. Aixa did good work, but it was better not to have to need his services. Who knew what else would happen during the day, after all?
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[img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/5c92eu0ldp517xq/naturetop.png[/img][/center]
Cain and Chip laid a clutch of two eggs that afternoon. Yes, there was the risk of them being born disabled like their father, but who cared? They would be loved regardless of if they had three legs, four legs, or, or eighteen legs!
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[img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/qm74b50l7x2kgjh/naturebottom.png[/img]
[img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/rjd4vcyoayr6t1m/lighttop2.png[/img][/center]
Fuschia smiled grimly, happily storing her poisons away. They wouldn't be needed now.
Her employer had fallen for her act hook, line, and sinker. He didn’t know where Prosperity was located - no one did. Only fools and the greatly prepared dared venture into the Shrieking Wilds, and Fuchsia’s bet paid off.
Here was a place where she could retire in peace. A place safe enough to call home, where she could live out her days in relatively idyllic peace. And as a bonus, she’d even swindled that fool out of his gold!
Fuchsia relaxed into the sunlight, sighing happily. Yes, this was a good place to retire. An assassin only retired when they were dead, as the saying went, but Fuchsia prided herself on finding the proverbial third option.
And what a great third option indeed.
[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/o8um59emz54a3gs/lightbottom2.png[/img][/center]
WOOHOO, I WON!! And before day fifty too!!
No, I did not fudge these rolls, I actually managed to roll this. Flowervoid initially rolled for name scribe but thanks to the power of paint switched to matchmaker instead. I have never been so happy to have a matchmaker rofl
There is something extremely fitting about finishing the locke with the first job ever rolled. Quite poetic, don't you think? :3
@ladyspibe @theawesomew @brandonjui @amubun @naranciag @glitchtrap
Rolls: festival x2, death bond, backstabbing x2 (1 rejected), and romance
Prosperity had grown large enough that Havenshire now qualified as an average-sized kingdom. Queen Moriann threw a massive party to celebrate.
The Gladekeeper was incredibly pleased by the growth of her loyal followers, and bestowed extra lives on Nightrise, Falcon, Roy, Bloodrain, and Nightshade.
Meanwhile, impromptu tournaments of strength were being held among the dragons of Havenshire, and a giddy Roy and Flowervoid came up to their queen to announce the good news: Flowervoid had (after ruling out being a name scribe with Nichol) decided to become a matchmaker.
That kicked off another round of celebration: finally, finally, Havenshire was strong enough to achieve their vengeance. Tonight, Queen Morainn proclaimed, they would attack the kingdom that had driven their founding king and his most loyal into the jungles, and it would be glorious.
A death bond snapped into place between the queen and Flowervoid, much to their surprise. At least neither of them were particularly suited for the front lines? It didn’t seem likely that one or the other would get killed, but one never knew when it came to the wilderness.
The blood drained from the fortune teller’s face as he beheld not one, but two backstabbings. And even worse, they were happening right now!
Bloodrain reacted on instinct, taking the invisible thread of fate in claw. As much as his heart cried out to stop the knife coming for his brother, he knew he had to stop the one aimed for Fuchsia. His brother would get up again. Fuschia wouldn’t.
Someone stabbed Nightrise in the back. Nobody knows who did it, least of all Nightrise himself. He could only praise the Gladekeeper that she’d seen fit to give him an extra life just that morning, or he would be in her care!
That’s when Aixa’s necromancy was pointed out, much to Nightshade’s embarrassment. He’d forgotten about that for a moment. Whoops.
Still, he was glad he wasn’t dead, as was everyone else. Aixa did good work, but it was better not to have to need his services. Who knew what else would happen during the day, after all?
Cain and Chip laid a clutch of two eggs that afternoon. Yes, there was the risk of them being born disabled like their father, but who cared? They would be loved regardless of if they had three legs, four legs, or, or eighteen legs!
Fuschia smiled grimly, happily storing her poisons away. They wouldn't be needed now.
Her employer had fallen for her act hook, line, and sinker. He didn’t know where Prosperity was located - no one did. Only fools and the greatly prepared dared venture into the Shrieking Wilds, and Fuchsia’s bet paid off.
Here was a place where she could retire in peace. A place safe enough to call home, where she could live out her days in relatively idyllic peace. And as a bonus, she’d even swindled that fool out of his gold!
Fuchsia relaxed into the sunlight, sighing happily. Yes, this was a good place to retire. An assassin only retired when they were dead, as the saying went, but Fuchsia prided herself on finding the proverbial third option.
And what a great third option indeed.
WOOHOO, I WON!! And before day fifty too!!
No, I did not fudge these rolls, I actually managed to roll this. Flowervoid initially rolled for name scribe but thanks to the power of paint switched to matchmaker instead. I have never been so happy to have a matchmaker rofl
There is something extremely fitting about finishing the locke with the first job ever rolled. Quite poetic, don't you think? :3
Day Forty Six
Rolls: festival x2, death bond, backstabbing x2 (1 rejected), and romance
The Gladekeeper was incredibly pleased by the growth of her loyal followers, and bestowed extra lives on Nightrise, Falcon, Roy, Bloodrain, and Nightshade.
Meanwhile, impromptu tournaments of strength were being held among the dragons of Havenshire, and a giddy Roy and Flowervoid came up to their queen to announce the good news: Flowervoid had (after ruling out being a name scribe with Nichol) decided to become a matchmaker.
That kicked off another round of celebration: finally, finally, Havenshire was strong enough to achieve their vengeance. Tonight, Queen Morainn proclaimed, they would attack the kingdom that had driven their founding king and his most loyal into the jungles, and it would be glorious.
Bloodrain reacted on instinct, taking the invisible thread of fate in claw. As much as his heart cried out to stop the knife coming for his brother, he knew he had to stop the one aimed for Fuchsia. His brother would get up again. Fuschia wouldn’t.
That’s when Aixa’s necromancy was pointed out, much to Nightshade’s embarrassment. He’d forgotten about that for a moment. Whoops.
Still, he was glad he wasn’t dead, as was everyone else. Aixa did good work, but it was better not to have to need his services. Who knew what else would happen during the day, after all?
Her employer had fallen for her act hook, line, and sinker. He didn’t know where Prosperity was located - no one did. Only fools and the greatly prepared dared venture into the Shrieking Wilds, and Fuchsia’s bet paid off.
Here was a place where she could retire in peace. A place safe enough to call home, where she could live out her days in relatively idyllic peace. And as a bonus, she’d even swindled that fool out of his gold!
Fuchsia relaxed into the sunlight, sighing happily. Yes, this was a good place to retire. An assassin only retired when they were dead, as the saying went, but Fuchsia prided herself on finding the proverbial third option.
And what a great third option indeed.
No, I did not fudge these rolls, I actually managed to roll this. Flowervoid initially rolled for name scribe but thanks to the power of paint switched to matchmaker instead. I have never been so happy to have a matchmaker rofl
There is something extremely fitting about finishing the locke with the first job ever rolled. Quite poetic, don't you think? :3
[center][img]https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/s/5c92eu0ldp517xq/naturetop.png[/img]
[b][u]Epilogue[/u][/b][/center]
It came out of nowhere. The dragons of Havenshire descended upon the kingdom they had splintered off from so long ago, overwhelming the guard with elemental blasts and claw alike.
First the city guard fell, and then the castle guard. Queen Morainn burst into the throne room, flanked by her loyal subjects, to confront the brother of King Bamaal. The one who had driven them into the jungles to die, only for that same jungle to become their greatest ally.
That king died that day. Havenshire conquered his kingdom, and assimilated his land into their own. Queen Morainn crowned her mother and her mate as the duke and duchess of their new province. While the main capital of Prosperity would remain hidden in the jungles, by no means were they about to let their new land and subjects go to waste.
Ironically, King Bamaal would go down in history as a king unfairly exiled to the jungle with his two most loyal followers, with his brother being an unfair despot ruling with an iron fist. To be fair, King Bamaal’s brother [I]had[/I] been a bit of a tyrant, which only strengthened the validity of Havenshire’s narrative.
Queen Morainn, on the other hand, was a more fair and just ruler, one who listened to her people just as she had in the Shrieking Wilds. Communication was key to her kingdom’s survival, and the newly enlarged Havenshire benefited greatly from her rule.
So ends this chapter of the tale. The wheel of time turns ever on, and while this is far from the story’s end, this is as good a place as any to let my voice rest.
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[b][u]Locke Hall of Fame - congrats to the surviving dragons![/u][/b]
Banith: teacher
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Liam: nesting-helper
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=75508622][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/755087/75508622p.png[/img][/url]
Falcon: healer
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=67114675][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/671147/67114675p.png[/img][/url]
Misha: familiar caretaker
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=76166335][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/761664/76166335p.png[/img][/url]
Aixa: necromancer
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=75635481][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/756355/75635481p.png[/img][/url]
Gabriel: knight
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=75857156][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/758572/75857156p.png[/img][/url]
Cait Sith: gardener
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=74158559][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/741586/74158559p.png[/img][/url]
Cain: ambassador
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=76178814][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/761789/76178814p.png[/img][/url]
Chip: alchemist
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Nichol: name scribe (architect)
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Morainn: royal
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Roy: artist
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=76438647][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/764387/76438647p.png[/img][/url]
Hoarfrost: scout
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=76494682][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/764947/76494682p.png[/img][/url]
Zinnia: engineer
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=76494683][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/764947/76494683p.png[/img][/url]
Nightshade: blacksmith
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=76494685][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/764947/76494685p.png[/img][/url]
Flowervoid: matchmaker
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=76639191][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/766392/76639191p.png[/img][/url]
Arista: baby
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=76705534][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/767056/76705534p.png[/img][/url]
Bloodrain: fortune teller
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=75504055][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/755041/75504055p.png[/img][/url]
Nightrise: librarian
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=76322759][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/763228/76322759p.png[/img][/url]
Jayce: tailor
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=68946707][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/689468/68946707p.png[/img][/url]
Fuchsia: redeemed assassin
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=76581657][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/765817/76581657p.png[/img][/url]
And of course, the two unhatched eggies :3[/center]
Aixa really carried me through this locke, guys. You wanna know what percentage of the population are shades? 28. 28% of the kingdom are shades. That’s over a quarter!
This was an incredibly fun challenge to do, and you know what? I’m not done yet. I’ll be getting a second thread set up, and it’ll be a themed combination of a kingdomlocke and Emperorlocke. Just lemme know if you wanna be pinged when it gets started and I’ll add you to the list ^-^
I’ll be setting it up somewhat differently, more akin to what @KittyCowLexa does than what I’ve been doing here so far. Writing lore snippets is fun, and I want to be able to do that for each day in the locke
So yeah. Thanks for following along with me, and hopefully I’ll see you in my new game later today or tomorrow!
Epilogue
It came out of nowhere. The dragons of Havenshire descended upon the kingdom they had splintered off from so long ago, overwhelming the guard with elemental blasts and claw alike.
First the city guard fell, and then the castle guard. Queen Morainn burst into the throne room, flanked by her loyal subjects, to confront the brother of King Bamaal. The one who had driven them into the jungles to die, only for that same jungle to become their greatest ally.
That king died that day. Havenshire conquered his kingdom, and assimilated his land into their own. Queen Morainn crowned her mother and her mate as the duke and duchess of their new province. While the main capital of Prosperity would remain hidden in the jungles, by no means were they about to let their new land and subjects go to waste.
Ironically, King Bamaal would go down in history as a king unfairly exiled to the jungle with his two most loyal followers, with his brother being an unfair despot ruling with an iron fist. To be fair, King Bamaal’s brother had been a bit of a tyrant, which only strengthened the validity of Havenshire’s narrative.
Queen Morainn, on the other hand, was a more fair and just ruler, one who listened to her people just as she had in the Shrieking Wilds. Communication was key to her kingdom’s survival, and the newly enlarged Havenshire benefited greatly from her rule.
So ends this chapter of the tale. The wheel of time turns ever on, and while this is far from the story’s end, this is as good a place as any to let my voice rest.
Locke Hall of Fame - congrats to the surviving dragons!
Banith: teacher
Liam: nesting-helper
Falcon: healer
Misha: familiar caretaker
Aixa: necromancer
Gabriel: knight
Cait Sith: gardener
Cain: ambassador
Chip: alchemist
Nichol: name scribe (architect)
Morainn: royal
Roy: artist
Hoarfrost: scout
Zinnia: engineer
Nightshade: blacksmith
Flowervoid: matchmaker
Arista: baby
Bloodrain: fortune teller
Nightrise: librarian
Jayce: tailor
Fuchsia: redeemed assassin
And of course, the two unhatched eggies :3
Aixa really carried me through this locke, guys. You wanna know what percentage of the population are shades? 28. 28% of the kingdom are shades. That’s over a quarter!
This was an incredibly fun challenge to do, and you know what? I’m not done yet. I’ll be getting a second thread set up, and it’ll be a themed combination of a kingdomlocke and Emperorlocke. Just lemme know if you wanna be pinged when it gets started and I’ll add you to the list ^-^
I’ll be setting it up somewhat differently, more akin to what @KittyCowLexa does than what I’ve been doing here so far. Writing lore snippets is fun, and I want to be able to do that for each day in the locke
So yeah. Thanks for following along with me, and hopefully I’ll see you in my new game later today or tomorrow!
Ahhh congratulations! I must say, I will miss reading each update as they come. Definitely ping me when the next adventure starts!
Ahhh congratulations! I must say, I will miss reading each update as they come. Definitely ping me when the next adventure starts!