Post by Dju on Jun 20, 2013 14:54:54 GMT -5
(( The forum feels a bit quiet lately, I thought a new Neopets RP could shake things up a bit 
Keep it PG-13 and family friendly, alright?
Love couples are welcome.
Deaths too, but don't be too violent.
No god-modding, it's not very nice. XD
I wrote what could be called an intro, I hope it's understandable. My writing skills are rough XD ))
“This heat is unbearable,” Valador complained. He was an old ogrin used to all sorts of cold and rough seas, but when their fleet arrived to the Altadorian coast he quickly realized that he was too old for all that. He could barely stand the warmth of that new land! “I should’ve stayed home.”
“Stop complaining, as soon as we get this job done we can return.” Prince Kasitov hissed as he watched their life boat reach the shore. The young lupe was usually calm, but the idea of disturbing that peaceful land made him uneasy and irritable. Oh, and that heat…nothing could annoy a Sarkovian more than heat. He could see dozens of their life boats slowly make their way to the beach, all his men looked nervous and impatient. “We get what we need, and that’s it.”
Prince Kurt Kasitov and his fleet came from the frozen south of Neopia, his entire crew and himself were prepared and equipped for the roughest blizzards a neopet can imagine, but they surely were not ready nor used to the warm weather of the north. Fighting would be hard. All the neopets taking part in his fleet were covered in fur and leather, carrying long swords and axes of unimaginable size, beneath all those robes they wore chainmail armors for extra protection, yet all that could be useless against the Altadorian army.
“The trick will be to get inside unnoticed” Kurt reminded Valador, he was covered in so many robes one could hardly see his young and lean face. Well, that was the point of all those robes in the first place – trying to look bigger than you really are.
“Hah! Smuggling 50 men inside Altador’s Palace and stealing something is one thing, but doing that all in silence? We’re Sarkovians, we’re as loud as a thunder. This is madness, my boy.”
“I’m not a boy, not anymore.” He sighed, too focused on their destination to be offended.
Their life boat hit the shore and all Kurt could hear was the furious stomping of boots on the sand. Valador was right, silence was out of question. All he could hope for was the night to cover their moves.
“If this goes wrong,” Kurt reminded his group. “we’re doomed.”
Keep it PG-13 and family friendly, alright?
Love couples are welcome.
Deaths too, but don't be too violent.
No god-modding, it's not very nice. XD
I wrote what could be called an intro, I hope it's understandable. My writing skills are rough XD ))
“This heat is unbearable,” Valador complained. He was an old ogrin used to all sorts of cold and rough seas, but when their fleet arrived to the Altadorian coast he quickly realized that he was too old for all that. He could barely stand the warmth of that new land! “I should’ve stayed home.”
“Stop complaining, as soon as we get this job done we can return.” Prince Kasitov hissed as he watched their life boat reach the shore. The young lupe was usually calm, but the idea of disturbing that peaceful land made him uneasy and irritable. Oh, and that heat…nothing could annoy a Sarkovian more than heat. He could see dozens of their life boats slowly make their way to the beach, all his men looked nervous and impatient. “We get what we need, and that’s it.”
Prince Kurt Kasitov and his fleet came from the frozen south of Neopia, his entire crew and himself were prepared and equipped for the roughest blizzards a neopet can imagine, but they surely were not ready nor used to the warm weather of the north. Fighting would be hard. All the neopets taking part in his fleet were covered in fur and leather, carrying long swords and axes of unimaginable size, beneath all those robes they wore chainmail armors for extra protection, yet all that could be useless against the Altadorian army.
“The trick will be to get inside unnoticed” Kurt reminded Valador, he was covered in so many robes one could hardly see his young and lean face. Well, that was the point of all those robes in the first place – trying to look bigger than you really are.
“Hah! Smuggling 50 men inside Altador’s Palace and stealing something is one thing, but doing that all in silence? We’re Sarkovians, we’re as loud as a thunder. This is madness, my boy.”
“I’m not a boy, not anymore.” He sighed, too focused on their destination to be offended.
Their life boat hit the shore and all Kurt could hear was the furious stomping of boots on the sand. Valador was right, silence was out of question. All he could hope for was the night to cover their moves.
“If this goes wrong,” Kurt reminded his group. “we’re doomed.”
)
I have a good feeling about this! *_* *tacklehugs* )