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.
Steele laughed. "And ye accepted a drink from a random stranga'? Hinny what if there were poison in it hm'? Bah, movin' on, what problems Dappa, ye seem like ye have it all?"
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Oct 10, 2011 22:07:50 GMT -5
" Everything." Phillis sighed. " I've been a wreck since Dante died, and I should probably just get over it but I can't. I thought I had it all, but I'm really starting to re-evaluate my life. Everything was much better before I came here."
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Oct 10, 2011 22:14:49 GMT -5
Phillis stopped for a moment. He didn't want to go that much into detail. After all, he didn't know if he could trust Steele yet. " Well, you know, it was just much nicer and friendly, really. That's all."
"Well Dappa my tale tis' a rather dark one." He started. "I was born ti two parent's who happened ti be werewolves which, by default, made me one too. We lived out tin' thee toon of Kraven which is where thee pack name originated from." He sighed. "All was well till' Ma nd' Da abandoned me at age three nd' that twas' when I was forced ti live with Balius, thee alpha." Steele chuckled. "Dappa I till' ye livin' in thee pack is as close ti a prison demeana' as ye can get. Si needless ti say, it twas a very hard integration but I win't get inti all that. Anyway twelve years lata' after thee fangers moved in we had a war over thee toon. Obviously we didn't win nd' had ti fall back nd' rebuild, nd' Avaleur just so happens ti be thee spot. Oh nd' thee accent comes from Kraven if ye ever wondered."
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Oct 13, 2011 14:52:39 GMT -5
Phillis was amazed by the story. It was much more tragic than his own story, infact, his wasn't tragic at all in comparison. It also helped to learn where that thick accent came from. He'd never heard one like it before. "Wow, that's pretty crazy. Sorry to hear."
Steele just sat and stared at Phillis. Did he really just get played like that. He sighed. "Come on Dappa, there' must be one thing ye aren't afraid ti tell."
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Oct 15, 2011 13:37:24 GMT -5
Phillis smirked. " and, you have to promise not to tell anyone. But do you know of Winston Von Christ?" He was Phillis' older brother, the current king of Paineston and the one to make the harsh orders to attack Avaleur with barely a reason. Everyone knew of him, many despised him.
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Oct 15, 2011 17:22:51 GMT -5
"Well, you see, he's my older brother and I may or may not have helped make the decision to attack Avaleur. I mean, I was just a child at the time, so they really shouldn't have asked my opinion but since I actually have quite a bit of authority over there, they let me decide anyways.." Phillis said, speaking very quickly, without a breath in between.
"Aye yer part of thee reason Avaleur has no society? We'll tis fine since it kept ye busy from worryin' aboot thee city of Kraven." Steele said. "Wait, if yer his brother, then that means.....Dappa yer LOADED!" He said surprised. "Aye a Royal prince in my presence, truly tis' an honor." Steele sarcastically says. "Well twat' made ye move ti Avaleur then? Business, er are ye jus' returnin' ti thee scene of thee crime?"
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."