Alexandra-Ayr
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Nov 23, 2019
Good Evening to all the fair folks of BMR. Thank you for choosing to dip into my thread!
Below is the sorta brainstorming I've done for this enemies to lovers roleplay, let me know what you think!
Your kingdom of Sathvald has long been at war with the much larger Ortheria to the South. The war has taken a toll on your kingdom, your armies, but most importantly your subjects. You were a proud kingdom but not a large one so when war between the two broke out, you refused to surrender. Your men were ostensibly the better warriors, having been forged by harsh near arctic weather and having to beat back the constant raids from nearby mountain tribes. Sure, each Sathvaldian warrior could face down five Ortherian footmen, but for every Ortherian soldier that fell in combat, ten were drafted to take his place. And so it was a slow and brutal war that dragged on for many hard years. Boys who watched their fathers leave home when conflict first broke were now becoming seasoned warriors in their own right. And now that the aging Sathvaldian king could no longer carry on his duties, you inherited your father's war. (First checkpoint! Thanks for reading! Please include a short description or faceclaim of your character and a name for her!)
I was the youngest of seven siblings from House Grisdalia, I had four older brothers and two older sisters. I grew up hating the tight dresses and needlework that was traditional of a noblewoman of my station and much preferred to follow my brothers through hikes and adventures in the forests that surrounded our keep. When war first broke out, I watched as my brothers soon shipped off as off as officers to fight in the war, and watched as they came back with a different look in their eyes. The war terrified me, but it was between becoming a nun and joining the army and so the choice was rather easy. Thanks to my station and physical fitness, I was allowed to train with the Rangers of Ortheria, I couldn't swing a sword with the same strength or hold a lance with the same ease but I could sit a horse better than any of them and so I found my place as a scout. But when scouting didn't end the war fast enough, I received my first target as an assassin, then my second, then third, and by the time I was handed an envelope with your name, a drawing of your face, and the location of your castle, the feeling of a knife sliding into someone's throat or skull was one that almost became second nature, and you were just another face to put in the ground. (If you have any preferences for the appearance of MC, please feel free to voice them! This is just a placeholder for what I had in mind.)
The sound of steel boots slamming against the stone steps in your tower echoed up the tower, getting louder before one of your guards burst through the door.
"Your highness, they captured someone! A spy! The captain of the guard wants to know what you want us to do with her!" He pants, his chest heaving as he waits for your response.
"Take me to her." You say curtly, curiosity twinging your voice. It wasn't uncommon in Sathvald for women to become warriors but you'd never heard of it happening Ortheria before. They must be getting desperate... Before long, you are presented with quite a scene in one of the hallways leading to your tower, two of your largest guards struggling to wrestle the small and rather petite figure into submission, her hood falling away in the struggle to reveal jet-black hair as they pull her up. Immediately, you're struck by her soft features and frame, your heart skips a beat but perhaps that's just because you're meeting your would-be assassin. The captain of your guard draws his greatsword from his back, lifting his weapon high above his head, ready to execute the girl, "WAIT!" you shout, the captain turns and looks at you curiously, "We... we should keep her for questioning..." you say, the captain nods gruffly before motioning for her to be taken away to the cells...
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If you've read this far! Yay! Thank you! For this roleplay, I'd be fine with your character being female or futa and on the slightly dominant side. I imagine our characters will both be dominant and submissive in different parts of the story as their relationship progresses but initially I do imagine your character taking the lead. I'd love for our characters to have a certain amount of animosity towards the other in the beginning and I'd love for them to be incredibly attracted to the other when suddenly they both snap and act on their desires (I'm imagining a scene where MC gets viciously tortured for information without YC knowing being the catalyst for this moment). Of course, this would be difficult to navigate as they would still be officially enemies at war but I could see MC becoming an operative for Sathvald once she falls madly in love with YC. Anyways, I'd be happy to discuss all manners of kinks and/or other scenes that you'd want to play out! If you are to reach out, please also include what you're hoping to get out of this roleplay so we're both on the same page! (To ensure you’ve read all of this, the password is “My Blade is Yours”)
Below is the sorta brainstorming I've done for this enemies to lovers roleplay, let me know what you think!
Your kingdom of Sathvald has long been at war with the much larger Ortheria to the South. The war has taken a toll on your kingdom, your armies, but most importantly your subjects. You were a proud kingdom but not a large one so when war between the two broke out, you refused to surrender. Your men were ostensibly the better warriors, having been forged by harsh near arctic weather and having to beat back the constant raids from nearby mountain tribes. Sure, each Sathvaldian warrior could face down five Ortherian footmen, but for every Ortherian soldier that fell in combat, ten were drafted to take his place. And so it was a slow and brutal war that dragged on for many hard years. Boys who watched their fathers leave home when conflict first broke were now becoming seasoned warriors in their own right. And now that the aging Sathvaldian king could no longer carry on his duties, you inherited your father's war. (First checkpoint! Thanks for reading! Please include a short description or faceclaim of your character and a name for her!)
I was the youngest of seven siblings from House Grisdalia, I had four older brothers and two older sisters. I grew up hating the tight dresses and needlework that was traditional of a noblewoman of my station and much preferred to follow my brothers through hikes and adventures in the forests that surrounded our keep. When war first broke out, I watched as my brothers soon shipped off as off as officers to fight in the war, and watched as they came back with a different look in their eyes. The war terrified me, but it was between becoming a nun and joining the army and so the choice was rather easy. Thanks to my station and physical fitness, I was allowed to train with the Rangers of Ortheria, I couldn't swing a sword with the same strength or hold a lance with the same ease but I could sit a horse better than any of them and so I found my place as a scout. But when scouting didn't end the war fast enough, I received my first target as an assassin, then my second, then third, and by the time I was handed an envelope with your name, a drawing of your face, and the location of your castle, the feeling of a knife sliding into someone's throat or skull was one that almost became second nature, and you were just another face to put in the ground. (If you have any preferences for the appearance of MC, please feel free to voice them! This is just a placeholder for what I had in mind.)
The sound of steel boots slamming against the stone steps in your tower echoed up the tower, getting louder before one of your guards burst through the door.
"Your highness, they captured someone! A spy! The captain of the guard wants to know what you want us to do with her!" He pants, his chest heaving as he waits for your response.
"Take me to her." You say curtly, curiosity twinging your voice. It wasn't uncommon in Sathvald for women to become warriors but you'd never heard of it happening Ortheria before. They must be getting desperate... Before long, you are presented with quite a scene in one of the hallways leading to your tower, two of your largest guards struggling to wrestle the small and rather petite figure into submission, her hood falling away in the struggle to reveal jet-black hair as they pull her up. Immediately, you're struck by her soft features and frame, your heart skips a beat but perhaps that's just because you're meeting your would-be assassin. The captain of your guard draws his greatsword from his back, lifting his weapon high above his head, ready to execute the girl, "WAIT!" you shout, the captain turns and looks at you curiously, "We... we should keep her for questioning..." you say, the captain nods gruffly before motioning for her to be taken away to the cells...
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If you've read this far! Yay! Thank you! For this roleplay, I'd be fine with your character being female or futa and on the slightly dominant side. I imagine our characters will both be dominant and submissive in different parts of the story as their relationship progresses but initially I do imagine your character taking the lead. I'd love for our characters to have a certain amount of animosity towards the other in the beginning and I'd love for them to be incredibly attracted to the other when suddenly they both snap and act on their desires (I'm imagining a scene where MC gets viciously tortured for information without YC knowing being the catalyst for this moment). Of course, this would be difficult to navigate as they would still be officially enemies at war but I could see MC becoming an operative for Sathvald once she falls madly in love with YC. Anyways, I'd be happy to discuss all manners of kinks and/or other scenes that you'd want to play out! If you are to reach out, please also include what you're hoping to get out of this roleplay so we're both on the same page! (To ensure you’ve read all of this, the password is “My Blade is Yours”)
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