The Three Kingdoms

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The Three Kingdoms

The Three Kingdoms RP

 

Hi everyone!

This is my first RP I've made, so tell me if I do something wrong.

So anyways,

 

There are three kingdoms; the Dragon Kingdom, the Pegasus kingdom, and the Griffin Kingdom. (If anyone has any better ideas for names for the kingdoms, please let me know.).   Each kingdom has its own specially trained force of Riders.  The Dragon Riders, the Pegasus Riders, and the Griffin Riders.  These Riders are taken at the age of eight, bonded to their creature, and trained for 8-10 years.  

There is a city in the center of the three kingdoms, in which negotiations and feasts and such are held between the kingdoms.  In this city, each year, the eignt year olds are brought from all three kingdoms on a certain day and set a number of hard tests to see if they're capable of becoming Riders.  Those chosen go back to their kingdoms, and are brought to the Hatcheries to see if they can bond to a (griffin, pegasus, or dragon.).  If they do, then they are trained as Riders.  

Twice a year on the summer solstice and the winter solstice, Riders and people from all the kingdoms meet for three days of feasting and fun.  The three kingdoms have always been friendly, but now a special treasure is stolen from the Griffin King's treasury,  there are raids on the Dragon Kingdom's border near the Griffin Kingdoms border, and the Pegasus Kingdom's Messenger* turns up dead in the Dragon Kingdom.  Suspicions are growing and it won't long before the three kingdoms are at war with each other.

 

Okay, I hope the plot was understandable.  You can be a Rider in one of the kingdoms.  There are four species of dragons: Ice, Fire, Speed, and Rammers. (Rammers are very strong and can knock huge things over). There are also four species of griffins: Water(they have webbed feet and can stay underwater for a long time), Mountain (they are grey and rough looking, can almost blend in with the rocks, they're strong and can carry big boulders to drop on their enemies), Fire(part phoenix, can set their wings on fire), and Poison(their claws are covered in poison and they're quiet and fast).  Lastly, the different species of pegusai: Fire( they're immune to it, and they're flame-colored), Light( gold-colered, the undersides of their wings are so shiny they can reflect light into the eyes of their enemies), Stealth(very quiet, dark covered, pretty agile), Wind(super fast, can hover like hummingbirds, misty gray colored).

And that's it!

Here the spots available:

Ambassador(one per kingdom) (They do all the negotiating)

*Messenger(one per kingdom) (They carry important messages between the kingdoms  for the ambassadors and other stuff)

Riders(3-4 per kingdom)

 

All right, here's the Charrie sheet 

Name:

In training or out?:

Age: (If still training, then choose an age between 8-18)

Kingdom?:

Species of creature?:

Position: (Ambassador, Rider, etc.)

Appearance:

Personality:

Background/Other:

 

I'll post my Charrie sheet tomorrow, as it's late. 

Hope you like it, and if you've got any questions just ask. 

 

submitted by Little Reader
(October 3, 2016 - 11:17 pm)

But, if Selena was imported from elsewhere, why would she have the Dragon Clan's skin tone? She's not a rider..

submitted by Icy, age 12!!!, The Forest
(October 7, 2016 - 10:16 pm)

Oh! pfft, sorry. Didn't see that, LOL.

submitted by Brookeira
(October 8, 2016 - 7:39 am)

Is Glaze a guy or girl? 

submitted by @Brookiera
(October 9, 2016 - 10:29 am)
submitted by Can we start?
(October 8, 2016 - 3:51 pm)
submitted by Sure.
(October 8, 2016 - 7:54 pm)

Welp. Since no one has posted I guess I will start this thing. 

~Clateea

I stretch and lie down on my dragon's back. She trotted through an underground cave that connected the rich class area to the poor class area. This was usfull for when they had news of recent deaths caused by the other tribes. This hasn't happened, like ever, so me and Bella could take this shortcut to the poor without beeing seen.

You see, Bella has a hard time....flying. I found her when I was almost eight as a small dragonet. Maybe six or seven or eight. She was wounded from a fight with a gryphon and in critical state. Over the days untill the training session where they held tests to see if I was a capibal rider, I took care of her and healed her to the best of my abilities. But her wing was wounded to the point where it could never be healed. And to this day a long scar proceds to the middle of the wing, making it incredibly hard for her to fly. 

But, she managed to follow me to the city where I took my test. And when they brought me to choose a dragon, I found that she followed me inside, and I chose her.

Yes she was a little small. Yes it was a few more months before I could ride her. But we were bonded before the test. She was my best friend, my only friend.

I threw and caught the sack of gold in my hands. The coins clattered against eachother, eachoong off the cave walls.

Bella looked up at me and made a cute dragon noise of protest. (Sorrta sounding like Toothless from HtTYD) I leaned foward and scratched her head and she lolled her tounge out and gave me a dragon-like smile.

There was a faint noise in the distance like an echoing noise, and we saw a flicker of light up ahaid. Bella stopped dead in her tracks, ears pricked. "I heard it too, girl." I whispered nerviously.

And then I knew what it was. The clip clip. Clip clip. Of a running speed dragon. I felt Bella's back go stiff and her overlapping scales raised and pricked me in the behind. "Ow! Bella!" I growled between my teeth. "Overthere!" I pointed to a divit in the smoothy carved path and Bella quickly lumbered over to it, and currled up as to hide her dragon features. I couldve swarn that I was sitting on a bolder.

I scambered down to sit under her wing, peeking out between the folds.

A few heartbeats past. And then I saw a figure in the disstance, a long torch in hand, guiding the speeding dragon's way. The dragon was a sleek, small one, eyes yellow and narrowed, aboe to focuse in on things rushing past. The scales was a lightning yellow, one to hurt your eyes if you werent used to it. Black marks were almost painted on its scales, streeks that looked like a fast-moving black dot. Its wings were tucked in tightly as to not catch the wind and slow it down. Its shape was almost arrow like. Its head was small and its snout was narrowed. Its claws narrowed to a dagger sharp point. Its tail had no spikes, and was whip-thin at the tip. A human rode on its back, the torch strapped tightly to the dragon. As he got closer I could tell that the human was a boy and was hunched over his dragon, one hand on the torch.

And before I knew it they were past, speeding into the disstance.

I was shocked. Bella slowly unfurild, thrusting me onto her back with her wing.

We both stared after the shape now just a white dot in the disstance.

That was the lookout. The rider who told the king of something that the other tribe did. Somwthing horrible Like a murder or a robbery. That rider hasn't been used for decades. Nothing that bad has happened in years. "Bella...." I started. She knew what I was saying, she knew who that was and why they were there. So she started running after the speed dragon, wings flapping to propel the heavy beast fowards.  

submitted by Claawsawsd
(October 9, 2016 - 9:14 pm)

Claaws: that was amazing writing. *applauds* 

Wow. Just the creativity was just... wowza! 

Ok, I guess I am gonna post. Hmmm. Wish I was as creative as you. I've got nothing. 

Hmm. Oh yeah, and Cleo's dragon is named um... Speedy. Just kidding! It's actually Inferno. 

Cleo~

I wake up, stretching and yawning. Inferno pokes his head through my dragonsized window and snorts. 

Looking at the time, I see it is only about 7 AM. I groan.

"Go back to sleep." I mumble. I put a pillow over my head to further show that I have no intention of getting up early on a holiday. Inferno snorts again and tries to pull my blanket away from me. 

I jump out of bed. "Brrr, it's cold!" I shout and get dressed hurriedly. 

"I guess you want to go for a ride, huh?" I ask him. He stares at me, which means yes. "Ok." I nking that it will at least be warm with his scales.

A few minutes later, he and I are ready to go and I jump into the saddle. "Let's go, Inferno!" I start to shout but my voice is lost with the whipping of the wind as Inferno shoots off, higher and faster into the atmosphere.

 

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Ok, so I just randomly threw in a holiday. It can be like an official holidays or if not, like Infernos birthday LOL or something.  

submitted by Daisy, age In this,15, Riding a Dragon!
(October 10, 2016 - 7:24 am)

~Sidonia~

Today is the day of a festival. My job is to make sure everything goes smoothly. Which isn't easy. Conway is very gentle and caring, which helps.

I don't think that he'd ever hurt anyone or anything. Unless I was in danger. He's so loyal, it almost makes me think that ... I dunno. It's fake?

But he would never doubt me. I owe the same to him. Originally, we were training to be riders. But it was recognized that neither of us wanted to hurt people like that.

So, we got pulled out of that program and here we are now: Ambassadors. 

submitted by Cho Chang
(October 10, 2016 - 8:06 am)

Renee~

The festival decorations twirled in the light.

The green emblem of the dragon kingdom, the orange of the griffin kingdom, the purple of the pegasus kingdom clashed and slammed into each other, falling in the wind.

Renee prayed that the falling wouldn't be prophetic.

Renee bowed to Sidonia as she sat down. It was tense; there was trouble in the air, Renee could smell it.

Renee, though ingenuitive and fluent in French, couldn't avoid a war. 

submitted by Brookeira
(October 10, 2016 - 9:54 am)

Which kingdom does the festival take place in? Can we just pretend that it takes place in sort of the center of all the kingdoms? 

Keen~

When the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared, JUST KIDDING! I won't put y'all through The Odyssey :P

Keen (again)~ 

When I wake up, Papa has already gone. Sometimes I wonder if he leaves early just to avoid me. The sun is still pink and orange in the sky, like watery paint running through the paper-thin clouds. Throwing off the bedclothes, I stumble onto the braided rug at the side of my bed and explore the untidy set of wood drawers that my family used to keep all their day-clothes in. Now there are only mine and Papa's, and a few of Keri's old, musty hair ribbons stuffed into a corner. I miss Keri so much that it hurts. Her narrow, bare bed looks forlorn and dusty on the opposite wall. Stop thinking, I tell myself, Stop thinking about Keri and Kyanite and Mother and...and Home. I still haven't learned to call this dirty and forlorn two-roomed house (really only 1 and a 1/2 roomed house) home yet. Papa, Keri, and I moved here after Mother died, and then Keri decided to go back. She was homesick. Her pegasus was homesick. So she began keeping house for Kyanite, who watched over her like any big brother would. I should have been that big brother. Goodness knows I was her favorite. But I have to stay here with Papa until I am old enough to go away. Everything is so confusing, and my head hurts and my heart aches when I try to think about it. Catching sight of myself in the broken bit of glass I use for a mirror, I give a sigh of disgust. My blonde hair is shaggy and long and several annoying curls fall into my eyes, which are lined with yesterday's dirt and dust. My clothing is untucked and torn and old. And Papa promised that I might go to the festival today! Some serious changes have to happen. Determindly, I search the cluttered room house for a wash basin, and take it to the pump outside. Then I spill most of the water coming back in, and end up feeling frusterated and nasty and cold. I don't bother cleaning behind my ears. Only girls do that anyway. 

~-~ 

Feeling cleaner, colder, and much improved, I start to open the cracked wooden door, but the sun falls on the bit of glass and I find myself looking at it again. My hair... Slowly, my fingers start to reach for my pocket, which holds my pocket knife (the only sharp object at my disposal). I wouldn't dare! Or would I...? No. It would look even worse for the festival. And with that, I grab a floury loaf of bread from the single kitchen cabinet (closing the door very carefully because of the broken hinge), shove my feet into my waiting shoes, and slam the door to the house just because no one is within earshot. I can hear Callus stomping and growling impatiently from his stable further up the rocky mountain. It's time to take a ride. 

submitted by Rose bud
(October 10, 2016 - 5:05 pm)

~Elenora

Mistress stands before me, her red scales gleaming in the light. She quietly touches me with a claw. I can't flinch. I won't.

"It's a festival today." She hisses in Dragonese. "I suppose you should get me ready." I sigh, and get ready for the scale-polishing, golden vine, and dragon ornemental armor that I must put on Mistress... "Understood." I say in Dragonese, the language I have learned from living here.

~~~

Once the preparations are done, she throws a large sheet at me. I crumple at it at first, more from shock than anything. And then I realise; it's not a sheet; it's a pale yellow dress. "Wear this," She growls. "There'll be dragon riders there; slavery is a common practice but it seems to anger them. So, you are not my slave; you are a dragon rider. Blend in with them...DO NOT let them know that you're a slave, and DO NOT speak in dragonese around them. Speak in human."

~~~

When I've changed, one of her behemoth claws wraps around my fragile waist. And without warning, she takes to the air.

It's time for a festival--the festival to celebrate a war. 

submitted by Icy, age 12!!!, The Forest
(October 10, 2016 - 6:10 pm)
Um, Icy, the dragons aren't like the ruling force and they're not talking creatures. If you're a slave, you're a slave to the humans.  And @Everyone, the festival is three days long and takes place in the city in the middle of the kingdoms.  People from all the kingdoms come.  Hopefully this will clear up any confusion there might have been.  And we aren't actually at war yet, but maybe we could say fights break out at the festival, and shortly after it war actually does start.
Anyways, things are just really tense right now.
So, sorry I haven't posted, but I've been really busy lately. I'll post in just a moment.
submitted by Little Reader
(October 10, 2016 - 7:38 pm)
Aleia~
I'm walking down the corridor when a voice stops me.  "Miss Rose, may I have a word with you?"
I turn.  It's one of the Head Trainers.  "Of course, sir."  I say respectfully.  
"It's about the new Messenger," he pauses, and I see pain flit across his face.  I remember now; Mistress Scartington was a close friend of his.  "We have chosen a trainee for the position.". As he pauses, my heart beats a little faster.  Am I about to be chosen? " (@Kestrel, what's your charrie's name?)" He finishes.  
I feel a rush of disappointment., but he continues, "Now that it is so dangerous, the Messenger will need a guard.  Will you be that guard?".   My disappointment disappears; I realize I would enjoy a position like this even more.  " I'd love to, sir.".  "Good, well, you better go get ready to leave for the festival."  "Yes, sir." I say, then leave.
The next day~
I look down at the city below me.  "Almost there, Breeze.". I said leaning toward and patting her.  
We swooped down, and within moments we were trotting down the crowded street.  I had been here every year since I was eight, and the decorations and stands and everything were just as they had always been.  And yet, there was something different in the air this year, not the usual feeling of fun and friendliness, but a undercurrent of tense and nervous feelings.
submitted by Little Reader
(October 10, 2016 - 9:49 pm)

lol I don't think it was that good Daisy, but thanks so much for the complement! 

~Clateea

Bella slowly kreeps from the tunnel and into the bussy streats around us, blending in with all the dragons immediately. I hide the bag of coins in the food baskets strapped the Bella 's side. 

She stares into the stowed for a moment. That speed dragon couldn't get that far in this crowd, could he?

"Rowara." She looked hoped at me and killed her tounge out. Head cocked slightly. And J saw the bright scales of the speed dragon slipping through the crowd. 

"Over there," I whisper so quietly only a dragon could hear. 

She flicks her ears as a response and quickly, but still careful to blend in, follows the speed dragon.

We follow him all the way to theking 's gates, where he stops at the gate and plays with the lock, confused. And this is my part to come in. 

I brush out my red tee shirt and straighten my earings quickly combing my fingers through my hair, before sliding off of Bella and stepping from the shadows. 

Bella looks at me from behind, decides to follow, and comes out with a silly forced looking gaunt. "Hello sir! I see your not from here. You need a key to get inside. And that comes at a price." I hold out my hand expectantly.

He looks at me, shocked, and his speed dragon slides over to sniff Bella bravely. She snorts at him and he retreded. I could tell she was hiding a dragon smile. "But, I was sent here....on important information...."

"I will cut the cost completely if you tell me what this information is." I said plainly. "But ofcorse....if you don't want the key...." 

"Fine you little brat." He snarled. "I am here of news of a robbery near the Gryphon's boarder. This is only ment for the kings ear. Now give me the key and scram."

I toss him the key my parents gave me just in case I needed to get to them (they worked at the kings palace) and guester to Bella to follow me.

"The gryphon people are robbing us!" I say in disbelief. "And the day of the festival too?"

"Rawawawa. Humph." She puffed out her lip with her ears back in a disapproving guester. 

The early morning Sun was now a vibrant red, dawn casting its phrofetic rays of death and destruction on the city.

submitted by Claaws
(October 10, 2016 - 10:53 pm)

Is it too late to join???!!! Please tell me I can still join!! O.O

submitted by Leeli, @Little Reader!
(October 11, 2016 - 7:24 am)