Welcome to Avaleur, a medieval fantasy roleplay site where anything is a possibility. Face bandits, or knights. Work your way up to become part of Avaleur's castle, or try your luck at being a thief. Own a shop, be a guild master, start a family. The possibilities are endless.
"I suppose you could. It would be a bad judge of character, though," Stacy giggled. Walking over to the bed, she plopped down and grinned up at the ceiling. "So, Enoch, do you believe in a god?" she asked suddenly.
Stacy nodded, "There are still some who do not believe in the gods, though. Despite demons and angels. It's wierd, but hey at least they don't spit on our beliefs usually."
"Hmm, well...I suppose I do. Yeah, I do believe in gods!" Stacy continued to smile up at the ceiling. "Though I don't believe they help us, more or less they just watch over us. Think of us as entertainment."
"They don't really do anything for us, if you think about it. If they did, my parents would still be alive, and this city would still be completely standing." Stacy closed her eyes, thinking.
Enoch shrugged, "You do have a point, but if everyone got what they wanted, would that really be 'Paradise'. I mean I'm not backing them up by any means." he said to Stacy.
"Maybe they have a war." he pulled a blanket over his body as he starred up at the tent's ceiling. "Like a god watches over peolpe or a nation, and they fight for them."
Enoch shrugged and said nothing for a second, "Well, at first it was terrible. Then it started to become less of a deal. Sometimes I don't feel anything, othertimes I enjoy it, but later, I ALWAYS feel terrible."
"Not if you start out fresh," Stacy grinned. Sitting up, she looked over at Enoch. "I mean, if you start off fresh, you'll gain friends pretty quickly!" she laughed as she took off her scarf, ponytails and swords. She lay them at the bottom of the bed.