LunarWolf
Cluster
- Joined
- Mar 29, 2018
- Location
- North America
A well-known city cannot simply drop off the face of the earth...can it?
A well known, and popular trade capital has had a very sudden decline, all due to a new king. Or so the people thought. The first few months of this man's rule went well, with a flourishing city, becoming richer by the hour due to the trading of its people and their goods with outsiders. This city was a safe-haven for most, full of peace and life, then things began to change. Slowly, almost un-noticeable, The people saw more of the King's guards roaming the streets, the city's rules being enforced more strictly and the punishments for simple crimes becoming extreme what would once result in a fine now resulted in the person being taken away never to be seen again. Then...people were starting to disappear even those who had committed no crime whatsoever. One by one the population of this once grand city vanished. The townspeople had been forcibly located underground, into a system of caverns, forced to become the king's slaves. Forced to mine deep into the earth for valuable resources, that had no use to the people who had once lived above ground in prosperity. These once-happy people have been isolated from everything and everyone, they haven't seen sunlight in ten years. But all of a sudden there have been rumors of a rebellion among the younger workers, but will it be successful? will they be able to overthrow the king? Or will they forever be left underground?
While no one is allowed to leave the caverns one small group of people are allowed they are the females who are able to dance this small group is very special as they have to pass a surprising number of tests just to be accepted into the group let alone allowed to dance for the king and his people. the day before a performance the women are pulled from the mines and taken to shower and prepare for the command performance while under extreme guard so that no one can escape. these females all dread going above ground as not everyone returns right away occasionally one or two of the females will be called away to do a 'private performance' for the king and his head general. Sometimes it is simply overnight they are gone, or it is one or two days but sometimes the girls never return and no one ever hears from them again
Beneath the city near the very back of one of the twisting mine tunnels was a large room filled with women of all ages who were sitting and chipping away at the precious stones on their tables that they were to have cut and polished by the night's end. One of these ladies was one of the king's dancers these women were the only ones who can leave the tunnels and they only did so when called upon by the king or the head general. Abby groaned when two guards walked into her workspace as she knew what it meant, there was another command performance the next day and all of the king's dance troop was being called top side. Abby knew better than to fight with them as the first time she had she had been beaten rather badly and hadn't been able to dance like she had been called to do. Abby finished her work and then stood up and followed them to the landing where they would be gathered before being taken top side. Abby looked at the others there and they were all scared and she could see it in their faces. Out of all of them, Abby had the most unique coloring as she had tanned skin as if she spent every day in the sun but her hair was pale platinum blonde with the tips of her hair being a deep midnight blue. Abby was also the oldest member of the troop as all of the others were younger and they all aged 18-19 years old while Abby was in her early 20s.
Up in the castle stood the head general Grant, he was waiting with his king as the commanders were coming to give their reports on the most recent snuffing out of rebels. While they hadn't been able to find the leader they all felt as if they were getting close to finding out who the leader was, if not being able to catch them but Grant highly doubted them as they had been saying the same thing for some time at this point. Grant looked over at his king and nodded alerting him without speaking that those who didn't do their fair amount of work would be punished and severely at that once the meeting was over. Grant was the most brutal of the generals but also the most loyal to the king so he had complete access and no one worried about him betraying the king. Grant looked over when a maid came over to serve the king his drink of choice while the commanders were giving their reports.
A well known, and popular trade capital has had a very sudden decline, all due to a new king. Or so the people thought. The first few months of this man's rule went well, with a flourishing city, becoming richer by the hour due to the trading of its people and their goods with outsiders. This city was a safe-haven for most, full of peace and life, then things began to change. Slowly, almost un-noticeable, The people saw more of the King's guards roaming the streets, the city's rules being enforced more strictly and the punishments for simple crimes becoming extreme what would once result in a fine now resulted in the person being taken away never to be seen again. Then...people were starting to disappear even those who had committed no crime whatsoever. One by one the population of this once grand city vanished. The townspeople had been forcibly located underground, into a system of caverns, forced to become the king's slaves. Forced to mine deep into the earth for valuable resources, that had no use to the people who had once lived above ground in prosperity. These once-happy people have been isolated from everything and everyone, they haven't seen sunlight in ten years. But all of a sudden there have been rumors of a rebellion among the younger workers, but will it be successful? will they be able to overthrow the king? Or will they forever be left underground?
While no one is allowed to leave the caverns one small group of people are allowed they are the females who are able to dance this small group is very special as they have to pass a surprising number of tests just to be accepted into the group let alone allowed to dance for the king and his people. the day before a performance the women are pulled from the mines and taken to shower and prepare for the command performance while under extreme guard so that no one can escape. these females all dread going above ground as not everyone returns right away occasionally one or two of the females will be called away to do a 'private performance' for the king and his head general. Sometimes it is simply overnight they are gone, or it is one or two days but sometimes the girls never return and no one ever hears from them again
Beneath the city near the very back of one of the twisting mine tunnels was a large room filled with women of all ages who were sitting and chipping away at the precious stones on their tables that they were to have cut and polished by the night's end. One of these ladies was one of the king's dancers these women were the only ones who can leave the tunnels and they only did so when called upon by the king or the head general. Abby groaned when two guards walked into her workspace as she knew what it meant, there was another command performance the next day and all of the king's dance troop was being called top side. Abby knew better than to fight with them as the first time she had she had been beaten rather badly and hadn't been able to dance like she had been called to do. Abby finished her work and then stood up and followed them to the landing where they would be gathered before being taken top side. Abby looked at the others there and they were all scared and she could see it in their faces. Out of all of them, Abby had the most unique coloring as she had tanned skin as if she spent every day in the sun but her hair was pale platinum blonde with the tips of her hair being a deep midnight blue. Abby was also the oldest member of the troop as all of the others were younger and they all aged 18-19 years old while Abby was in her early 20s.
Up in the castle stood the head general Grant, he was waiting with his king as the commanders were coming to give their reports on the most recent snuffing out of rebels. While they hadn't been able to find the leader they all felt as if they were getting close to finding out who the leader was, if not being able to catch them but Grant highly doubted them as they had been saying the same thing for some time at this point. Grant looked over at his king and nodded alerting him without speaking that those who didn't do their fair amount of work would be punished and severely at that once the meeting was over. Grant was the most brutal of the generals but also the most loyal to the king so he had complete access and no one worried about him betraying the king. Grant looked over when a maid came over to serve the king his drink of choice while the commanders were giving their reports.