Kyraa. The land

Chatterbox: Inkwell

Kyraa. The land

Kyraa. The land where freedom reigns but not everyone is free. You posed that for a bit and then walk to the town square to check out the buildings, events and people around. The dew is still light on the grass up above town on Kyraa, the mountain from which the town gets its name. You look away from that and notice the many creatures all living in harmony and peace. Or are they? You’re still not sure. 

Welcome to the semi-steampunk/medieval town of Kyraa! This isn’t quite a roleplay, as you don’t have to fill out a charrie sheet to write, you discover your character through the story. You don’t have to reveal who you play as, it is not nessecary. When you post, please put something in the name section such as ‘The Tall Woman’ or ‘A Theif’, and post your character’s species in the ‘Age’ section, and put where they are in the location section. Thank you! One more note, everything is not as it seems...

 

submitted by Kyraa, The Land Of Kyraa
(July 8, 2020 - 3:59 pm)

I walk into the town square and take in the sights. “Kyraa...” I breathe out in a whisper. Shaking away my awe I walk down the street, when I notice someone - or rather something, I’m not sure if it’s human elf or... I don’t know until I turn around which I choose not to. Then, while I’m trying to mind my business, the thing speaks -

submitted by The Woman Theif, age Elf, Kyraa Square
(July 8, 2020 - 6:12 pm)

* This is a Woman Theif, I’ve changed her name and also no one knows she’s a theif

submitted by The Lady Theif
(July 8, 2020 - 6:14 pm)
submitted by *thief, not thief
(July 8, 2020 - 8:46 pm)

autocorrect was being dumb or SOMETHING, I honestly don’t know xD

submitted by *
(July 8, 2020 - 10:04 pm)
submitted by TOPPITY P. TOP
(July 8, 2020 - 6:55 pm)
submitted by I think this is , called a Castle
(July 8, 2020 - 6:59 pm)

Yes, in fact it is. I, ‘Kyraa’ will be posting here but under a different name. If you figure out who my Charrie is, you may then proceed to figure out my CB identify if you wish.

submitted by Kyraa
(July 8, 2020 - 10:09 pm)

I sit on the mountain side watching the city below me.  Content with the silence and my own thoughts.

Years ago I was visited often.  Asked always to bestow the wisdom everyone thought I had and they didn’t.  I have wisdom, but not any more than the rest of them.  The difference is, I learned to listen to my own wisdom, and they choose not to.

Now, I have been forgotten.  Day after day I sit here, watching the city that has forgotten about me. I do not mind.  I have myself and the mountain.  That is enough. 

submitted by The Hermit, age Human, Kyraa Mountain
(July 9, 2020 - 10:40 am)

*nonone knows I'm a thief* I walk up besides the hermit who ceases to notice me. I stand there for a few moments before I speak. "It's a beautiful view, isn't it." Surprised, he turns around. "Y-yes, I suppose. I live with it. Who are you and how did you find me?" I shrug and give a winning smile. "I respond to Nyaa." Obviously the man knows the difference between being called by and responding to, and he nods. "You still didn't answer my question, though Nyaa." I gaze off into the distance. "I suppose I'm somehow connected to the mountain, to Mima." The man looks curiously at me. "Mima," I respond. "Mother Nature. Air, water earth and fire?" "Oh," he responds. "I suppose that my tired mind got the best of me. I know who Mima is, I guess I was just zoning out." I smile kindly. "Happens to everyone, me frequently included." I give one last smile and turn to leave but he stops me, saying -

submitted by The Lady Thief, age Elf, Kyraa Mountain
(July 9, 2020 - 5:13 pm)
submitted by TOPPITY P. TOP
(July 9, 2020 - 5:41 pm)