New Roleplay Story 

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New Roleplay Story 

New Roleplay Story

 

The one in the Mageguild is great, but... I found it too late to get into it without making it yet more confusing. Since that would really be something (more confusing? Wink), I hereby start a new one. Same rules, those seem to work well.

 

Thanna crouched in the alleyway, listening for any sign of her mysterious pursuers. Good; she must have lost them. No unusual noise disturbed the quiet early-morning streets of Gamelin, the island-city that was the center of the world, according to all the tales. And whether it was the center of the world or not, its streets were a goldmine for those who lived off their wits as Thanna did.

Standing up, she kept walking away from the marketplace where she'd picked up those strange pursuers, zigzagging and changing directions frequently in case they were still following her. They hadn't had any apparent reason to suddenly yell "After her!" and send her tearing through the streets, but the first rule she'd learned was that when you were being chased, you ran if you valued your life. The unpredictable (crazy, the whispers said) king of Gamelin sometimes became paranoid and ordered the arrest of random people or the seizure of a shipload of goods. And since he was the king, no one dared to disobey. But since the King's instability had manifested itself, his ministers had started struggling against each other, each trying to take power for themselves. So the streets of Gamelin were a lawless, dangerous place. But Thanna liked danger.

 

 

submitted by Falmiriel
(February 18, 2009 - 9:14 am)

Flurry sped across the dark streets, her blue eyes always shifting.

There were so many power hungry ones here, planning to use her.

She stopped to face her chasers. She lifted her hands. Magic whipped around her quickly. She had never asked to be struck by magic when she was younger. She had magic now, no doubt about it. As magic whipped around her, it stopped. Everything stopped. She had frozen time. Flurry ran down the streets. She ran with all her speed. She didn't want to help with power hungry plots. In her eyes, everyone was against her. She wanted to be free. Free...

She saw three figures ahead. She gasped as she realized her time stopping spell had worn out. Three people running as fast as they could. Flurry's feet carried her after them,not matter how hare she tried to stop.

She had never wanted magic. It was like a curse to her. It had stolen her freedom...

submitted by Dawnpaw
(October 10, 2009 - 12:02 pm)