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Long ago, in the kingdom of Lamote, a just king and a valiant queen were blessed with the gift of children. As was customary to the royal family, their children would be raised as if they would all become the successor. The first child to marry would become heir to the throne. Finding this rule ridiculous, the children rejected their suitors. When the kings beautiful wife passed away, he became very depressed and realized he had not much time left himself. Wishing only to see his children happy and his kingdom taken care of, the king declared that by his sixty seventh birthday, which was only six months away, if one of his children had not become heir, he would take it upon himself to choose their spouses for them.

In the capital city of Plamar, where the royal castle presides, there is a surplus of visitors, all pinning for the crown. The king has gone off on a political search for suitable candidates, and left the responsibilities of running the kingdom to his eldest child for the time being. This is where our story begins.

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~Castle Rules~


○ This RP is semi lit
○ 3rd person only please
○ Don't kill other characters without their permission, or just not at all? That would be cool.
○ Don't be a little jerk
○ Which means, don't ignore other people's posts. This has happened before, and it's not cool.
○ No god modeing
○ Use " " please, or I will cry.
○ None of this ** ** crap for actions.
○ Romance is completely fine, for obvious reasons Lololol. heart
○ Comedy is encouraged
○ Please keep it PG 13. If you want to do the do, take it to PM
○ Try not to use foul language, though it's alright if it's a character trait or the situation calls for it.
○ I am ruler here, what I say goes, if you don't follow these rules, I will boot you
○ Use the OOC forum for chatting please, or if it's a small comment, remember to separate it from your regular text with OOC: and (( )), {{ }}, [[ ]] or something of the like, please and thank you.
○ Use your character picture in your posts please. It just makes it all so much prettier.
○ If you wish to reserve the position(s) you want first, just send me a PM and I will reserve it for you.
○ Send me your profile in a PM, with the subject line as Last Crusade
○ Other rules may be added as need be.
○ More than one character per person is totally fine
○ Above all, let's all have fun!



~Available Positions~


(I could be persuaded to add, but probably not) Royalty
Killian Larain ●
Lilith Elizabeth ●
Lina Yue ●
Reserved ●
Nathaniel Larain ●

(Basically Unlimited Though) Suitors
Phoebus Talbit ●
Lawrenzo 'Wolf' Stellar ●
Fraya ●
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(Also Basically Unlimited) Castle Workers/Peasants
Carver Witfel ●
Braithewaite Anduril ●
Hollyanne Spheris ●
Arianna Osland ●
Izzlyn Monginu ●
Fantasy Star Monroe ●

Randoms
Tokiya Lee ●

Other character ideas, just let me know. And don't be cautious to be a peasant! They'll be wonderful characters! Level headed and outside the crazy royal nonsense, but can get mixed up in all the drama. :0

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The day, though special to many in the castle, was like any other to Killian. He didn't care for the idea of random strangers coming to stay in his home. Though the castle was large, and he would rarely see these intruders regardless, he still was against the idea. Killian sighed. He was sitting in a window bench overlooking the gardens. The powdery blue cushions specific to this particular window were his favourite. He found them softer than the others, and ever since he was a child, this had been his spot. He was lounging across the width of the large window, his one arm propped behind his head, the other tracing the foggy design on the glass.

Workers would pass by Killian, without even giving him a second thought. Today did bring something to be pleased about. Even under the terrible promise of meeting people only after his status and power, he could enjoy the peace he was given. A life of luxury and doting servants were little in comparison to his plight. Killian only ever wanted to be someone other than a prince. How he hated the orders, the responsibilities, and the schedules. He would amuse himself by ditching his appointments and running off somewhere in the castle where he could be alone. Hide and seek became a constant pastime. He loved the solitude.

He sighed again. Though the game would eventually grow boring, and he would need to find another way to amuse himself. Already, he was becoming tired of his own sad attempt at distractions. He wanted something interesting to do.

Killian's hand stopped, his finger still touching the glass. He began to laugh. Why hadn't he realized it before? The game to end all games. An escape. If he was able to get his beloved sibling married, he would be freed from all obligations. No longer bound to the castle, he could go anywhere he wanted. A light filled his eyes. He hadn't been so excited in years.

Sitting up quickly, Killian called down the hall for any passing staff. He hopped off the window bench as a thin man with wrinkles around his eyes came over to his service briskly. "Let the chefs know I will be having my dinner in the main dinning hall this evening," Killian spoke calmly, his tone pompous. The man nodded, giving a quick bow before turning around and heading off. Usually Killian would eat in the west dinning room, to avoid contact with his family, but today was a special occasion. Killian walked gracefully down the empty corridor, a smug smile plastered on his face. "Let the games begin."

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Phoebus Talbit
Winsort's Third Prince
The Heir of Lockwood

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The journey was long and tiresome. Phoebus was unimpressed by the situation he was in. Being forced from his home by his father, to travel in a carriage for several weeks, only to attempt to marry someone from this kingdom. It didn't help that he wasn't getting much sleep, so his mood was already foul. The escorts sent with him were eying him worriedly. "Alright! You can back off, I'm not going to snap, okay?" Phoebus yelled to a particular guard who was looking more often than the others. He immediately stiffened at Phoebus's loud voice, and faced forward again. The carriage was nearing the city of Plamar now. Soon he would have the opportunity to sleep in a real bed again. It seemed almost like forever since he had had a good nights rest. Though, a comfy bed was not likely to help with Phoebus's eternal tiredness. Even in the comfiest bed, with the softest pillows, it was almost certain that he would not have a pleasant sleep.

They pulled up to the gates of the great city, a guard coming over and speaking to one of his. Once it was established whom he was, they were let through. The streets were wide and full of bustling citizens. The stone bricks were all clean, and the people were properly clothed. They weren't in extravagant things, but they had more than the citizens back in Winsort. Phoebus remembers his people as filthy and sad. These people were washed and seemed happy. Phoebus frowned. He disliked the idea of his home country being inferior to this place.

Even though he had been thrown out like yesterday's garbage, Phoebus still felt loyal to his country. Weather that loyalty would last once it truly set in that he was abandoned, was hard to determine with Phoebus's unpredictable attitude. Once the carriage was in view of the castle, Phoebus smirked. His castle was much grander. He didn't smile for long. Again, it faded as he thought of the reason why his castle was larger. They gave less to the care of their citizens. That was clear by the attitudes of the people here in relation to their lessor castle. Phoebus's frown deepened. He knew he wasn't going to enjoy himself. Not until he found a way back home, before he had done too many comparisons. He didn't want to regard his country as depressing, though it really was. The place was uncaring and selfish. Where the rich made themselves richer by trampling the poor.

Phoebus shuddered at the thought as the vehicle stopped. One of his guards opened his door and a beam of sunshine cascaded into the hub. Squinting, Phoebus stepped out onto the light brown and grey brick path. They had gotten to the castle, a procession of people all standing by the open doors, waiting to greet the prince. Flashing a dazzling and rehearsed smile, Phoebus waved gently to the group. He saw many of them smile back in welcome, a few even nodding in approval to each other.

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Today was the day that Lilith had been hoping to avoid. Truly, the young beauty wished that she could just wake up and this would be a nightmare. But, with the harsh realization that Mother could never come back, and Father was dying--she knew that she had to move forward. That, of course, did not make the future any less frightening. Lilith was not exactly comfortable with a group of strangers coming into her home, and staying for a good portion of time. Though her home was large, and one could even get lost within the endless hallways, she would still know she wasn't alone.

Gulping loudly she stood before a mirror, looking at her own reflection. Pushing some long brunet locks away from her eyes, she remained silent. She had little to worry about, right? Killian would surely be the heir to the throne, the man who would take over as king when their father passed. Surely a lovely woman would catch his eye and this could all be over. With a long, but innocent sigh she shook her head slowly. That wouldn't happen, or if it did--it would be a miracle. Lilith knew that Killian did not wish to take the throne once their father could no longer rule. Ever since she was little she knew how much Killian hated being trapped within the castle walls. His actions, as well as his words made that obvious.

Sighing once more, ever so gently, Lilith turned away from her mirror and walked out of her personal chambers. With her long and lavish dress trailing behind her some, she quietly shuffled her feet along the cold marble floors. Being so small and light Lilith was often compared to a mouse--seeing as she could walk around and not even be heard. Or at least, that's what mother used to call her---"Little mouse". Closing her eyes for a moment, she stopped in her tracks. The hallway was empty, and extremely quiet. But, that was nothing to surprise her. Most of these hallways were either empty or only inhabited by servants. This castle was much too big for those who lived within. In the silence, Lilith could hear her mother's voice; "My little mouse, you're so light on your feet" she would coo to her daughter. Feeling her heart ache she grabbed at her chest and groaned in a light, defeated voice. How she missed her so desperately. Covering her mouth with the long sleeves of her dress, as she usually did when out of the eyes of others, she bit the cloth lightly. Nervous habit of course.

It wasn't until she heard footsteps that she snapped her head in the direction, only to find her brother; Killian. Oh, Killian. Good Morrow, brother. she stated smoothly, her voice small and gentle--like a mouse. Moving her sleeve quickly away from her mouth she had hoped that Killian had not seen--he would surely tease her for it.

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Killian walked down the corridor, heading to the main hall to see whom was due to arrive today. He knew it was someone, from a place called.... Wi...? Killian couldn't remember because he really didn't care. His attention was grabbed by his younger sisters appearance. Her entrance was almost completely silent, but Killian was used to that.

"Hello sister," Killian said, smiling dearly. If anyone was going to be easy to get hitched it would be his dear sister Lilith. "On our way to meet our first guest are we?" Killian draped an arm around his sister's shoulders, giving her a sideways hug while he gestured for them to continue down the hall. "Shall we my dear?"

It was rare for Killian to be in such a good mood. Normally this would all be an act when members of the court were around. His chipper attitude was reserved only for necessary occasions, but Killian genuinely felt happy. He could see a light at the end of the tunnel that he had thought had gone out many years ago.

Looking down at his petite sister, Killian noticed the dampness still on the cuff of her sleeve. He sighed mentally, he would have to talk to her about that later. It was not something of importance right now though. Their impending horror, a suitor, awaited them. Though that horror, was soon to be Killian's salvation. He felt bad for throwing his sister under the bus, but he knew that he wouldn't allow her to be forced into anything. He was going to gently coerce her into doing what he wished. Which in tern, would end in her happiness, right? Killian knew his lovely sister wanted to find love and attachment. Though she disliked the idea of this suitor business as much as he did. She could be convinced, surely.

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Glacing up to meet the eyes of her brother, Lilith was slightly taken back by his happy, and chipper attitude. In no way was Killian rude, or mean. But, usually he was not this happy. It kind of made Lilith feel slightly--awkward. Sure there had been times where he had been truly happy, and that was obvious by his smile. But as of late,his happiness only seemed to be a show--for their father and the court. feeling his arm wrap around her she embraced him gently before returning his words with a mere nod. A prince would be arriving. And though she wished she could hide within her chambers, or in the safety of her library--she knew she could do no such thing. As a princess, and a daughter--Lilith needed to make her father proud. "Are you not nervous, brother?" she asked gently as they began to walk together. Surely he had to be at least a little nervous about this entire situation. Letting strangers take room within their own personal, and heavy guarded home was not something Lilith had ever really thought about. So, to say the least, it scared her. What if one of these suitors wished to cause her harm, or Killian--or their other siblings..or even father! What if an assassin was hired to kill them!

Gulping loudly Lilith tried to hide her fear. Pushing those horrible thoughts away from her mind she sighed. "I wish Mother was here..." she whispered quietly to herself, knowing full well Killian would be able to hear her. He, of all people, knew how close Lilith was to their mother. It was only natural for Lilith to mourn her death to such an extent. But, Lilith knew that their mother would want them to be happy, and to move on with their lives. That's just--who she was.

As the two royals turned the corner, Lilith could hear footsteps and the voices of servants greeting someone. Standing tall and dignified she collected herself quickly. Now, standing next to Killian, was not some young helpless girl. Now stood a beautiful, dignified and graceful princess--meeting her guest. It was there, she saw him. Focusing her dark hazel eyes on the foreign prince entering their castle she gulped silently. He looked perfectly normal, that was a good sign. Slowly stopping to stand a small walking distance before the prince--she bowed.It was not proper for a princess to speak first if her brother, or her father were there as well. Lilith was well mannered, and would always follow her lessons.


((OOC: My apologies, I thought I had added them in!))

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The morning had begun early for Carver. All the castle's servants were up before the dawn had even begun to think about appearing. They had been preparing rooms and all the other luxuries expected for their honoured guests for week, but today was the day. Carver couldn't help but be a little curious, and slightly jealous. She wondered who their guests would be, what sort of people they were. She was jealous that she wouldn't be able to know. She could study them from afar, or by serving them coffee or the like. However, she would much rather prefer to meet new people and get to know them through conversation. Alas, that was not something she was privileged to do. She wasn't even apart of the staff group that was welcoming their guests today. She was too young and too new a staff member to have earned even that small privilege.

Grunting unhappily, Carver continued to make the bed in one of the many, and oh boy were there many, spare rooms. She loved her job, she really did. Most people in the castle were exceptionally kind, she just aspired to be someone more. Gnawing on her lower lip, Carver thought of all the ways she could 'accidentally' bump into one of their guests, and start a conversation. She quickly pushed that thought from her mind. She knew her place. It would be extremely rude of her to do such a thing.

Finishing up the room, Carver tried her hardest to avoid thoughts of what she was missing, to no avail. She simply had to see. Having completed her task, Carver slipped out of the room and walked as fast as she could down the hall, trying desperately not to accidentally run. She took a service entrance to a set of old stairs only the staff used. She knew a quick way to get to the main hall, and a place where she could look down upon them all without being seen.

Turning many corners, Carver rushed to the empty balcony area overlooking the main hall. It was apart of a large area where during a party, guests could reside to gaze upon people arriving when not in the main ballroom. Carver crouched down and looked over the edge as sneakily as she could. Her eyes widened as she saw, in all it's splendour, the welcome that awaited a nice looking, blonde man. She assumed he was a prince, and she watched in anticipation of the scene as Lilith and Killian entered the hall.

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Lilith's question made Killian's smile soften from it's happy tone to a more gentle one. He took Lilith's hand and gave it a small squeeze. "If there was anything to be nervous about, I wouldn't know," Killian mused. He looked intently at his sister. "You don't need to be nervous either. They're guests in our home, so we can do with them what we please." Killian winked as he said this. He was being completely honest though. If any of their strangers were people to be nervous about, Killian would have to handle them. Regardless of what that meant he'd have to do.

As they began to head down the hall, Killian heard her small words. He squeezed her hand again. "I know... I miss her too," he spoke softly, lifting her hand and giving it a gentle peck. Once they reached their destination, Killian released his sister's hand, though remained close to her.

Entering the main hall, Killian surveyed the room. He noticed a lot of castle workers, all senior staff, and diplomats from the court. They were all there to greet, whom Killian assumed was a blond boy, adorned in the finest of clothes. His sister had put on her grace in the presence of such company, and he would do the same. He led them over to where the foreign prince was being welcomed. He bowed his head politely, and greeted him.

"Welcome to our country. I am prince Killian, and this is my sister princess Lilith. We are graced by your visit, and are very happy to have you staying with us." Killian was extremely polite, but he still couldn't remember what this boy's name was.

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((OOC: That's totally alright! XD))

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Lawrenzo was seeing his last patient out of his office, an older middle aged man with a rather severe heart condition. The doctor made sure to repeat his strict instructions to take his medications to his patient before he saw them out the door and shut and locked it with a heavy sigh. It was still early in the day but he was going to be forced to close his office early thanks to his appointment at the Palace.

The doctor frowned as he checked the time one last time on his wrist watch. He'd have to quickly change and get to Palace in an hours time. After double checking to make sure the doors to his office were locked properly, Lawrenzo entered the carriage that was waiting for him outside his office and instructed the driver to take him to his home. "Back to the Manor, Adam." As the carriage slowly made it's way toward his Manor, Lawrenzo got lost in his thoughts. He had a foreboding feeling about his appointment at the Palace this afternoon. He had been selected as a suitor for one of the King's children and needless to say, Lawrenzo was not looking forward to meeting the king's children.

In fact, he didn't even want to get married in the first place but what else could he possibly do? The King had supposedly hand selected him as one of many suitors for his children because of his noble status and because of his reputation as one of the Kingdoms best doctors. Honestly, he wouldn't have even agreed to this thing if it hadn't been for his family's status as nobleman. He had too many skeletons in the closet but it was much too late to change anything now. He would be going to the palace in the end, as his family would have wanted him to.

After getting changed into his best suit and formal wear, Lawrenzo was off toward the palace. The Carriage driver had commented on his luck at being invited to the palace and being offered the chance to marry into royalty, to which Lawrenzo only scowled at. 'More like unlucky.' he thought to himself as they approached they Castle grounds. As he expected, the Castle and the ground it stood on were simply grand. Like nothing he'd ever seen before. As he exited the carriage, Lawrenzo was quickly greeted by an entire staff of maids and butlers and he was slightly taken aback at first. True, he grew up in a wealthy noble home and they had a few maids and butlers but now as an adult, Lawrenzo saw no use for such things so he kept no help in his small but luxurious manor. He was hardly ever there anyway, always spending long nights at the office.

He gave the head of staff a curt nod as he told Lawrenzo that he would announce his arrival to the rest of the castle and then he was being led inside by one of the servant girls. Lawrenzo walked with long, confident strides. His head held high, towering over most of the people he passed. He could already see some of the weary and cautious glances he was getting because of his tall height and the visible tattoos on his hands and knuckles but he promptly ignored them. By now, he was used to getting such strange looks regarding his appearance. Some people could be such prudes. Well, it wasn't his problem if anyone was too intimidated to make eye contact with him. He'd much rather get this all over with sooner rather than later.

"Introducing, from the noble house of Stellar, The good Doctor Lawrenzo Wolf Stellar!" The doctor had to hold back a snort at the poorly worded way he was announced. Well, he supposed it was better than no-good-low-life-ex-thug.

(OOC: Erm, I hope this is alright? Wasn't really sure how I should introduce Lawrenzo but here he is!)



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Winsort's Third Prince
The Heir of Lockwood

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Phoebus followed the procession inside, greeting and bowing to many random people. He knew by their adornments that they were not apart of the royal family. They must have been other public officials. He was slightly offended by the fact that he didn't see any actual royalty, but that was short lived, when a tall young man and a lovely girl entered the room. He could tell by how they held themselves that they were of his kind. It was best to get his greetings over with, so he could go somewhere and calm his bad mood. It was exceptionally worse being forced to play nice at such a time.

The prince and princess approached Phoebus. He replied with a bow himself, then his own introduction. "I appreciate your hospitality. I am the third prince of Winsort. Prince Phoebus. I'm honoured to make your acquaintances," Phoebus spoke with a smile plastered on his face. Royals knew how to play the happy, deception game. He prayed that they would keep the conversation short, or at least interesting.

Everyone in the room was gazing upon them, curious and also admiringly. It was clear they all had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Their gazes were quickly stolen away by another guest being announced. Phoebus turned to look toward the man who had just entered. Clearly not a prince. Phoebus turned back to the prince and princess.

"It appears there is someone at your door," Phoebus joked to the prince. "I will keep your dear sister company while you greet him shall I?" He liked the idea of having only to talk to the princess. She seemed quiet, docile. Someone who wouldn't bother him too much, and conversation would most likely be short.

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((OOC: Your introduction was great. No worries.))

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