Create Your Own Story - User contributions [en]

Age of Hope

2014-06-07T06:23:30Z

Andy:

On the continent of Caelifer, bordering the Burke Mountains and the Great Sea lies the small kingdom of Cylla. It was once a prosperous land; the cultural and economical stronghold of the world, spanning across the entire continent. But the king's greed and ambition lead to its downfall. Looking seaward for more land and wealth, he was blind from the kingdom's own evils: crime, poverty, hunger, corruption, and illness. The great empire collapsed within and the once great kingdom diminished into a puppet state, controlled by the influence and wealth of larger countries. It was known the Bitter Times; forty years of the coldest and hungriest winters with citizens resentful over the reminiscence of their kingdom's former glory.

But those days are long behind.

It is the Age of Hope.

A time of excitement. Good fortune is brewing.

It is the day you are born.

But, ummm… What are you?

[[Can't you tell? I'm a boy.]]

[[Are you blind? I'm a girl.]]

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<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Babe
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Age
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> N/A
</td></tr></table>

[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Age of Hope

2014-06-07T06:21:11Z

Andy:

On the continent of Caelifer, bordering the Burke Mountains and the Great Sea lies the small kingdom of Cylla. It was once a prosperous land; the cultural and economical stronghold of the world, spanning across the entire continent. But the king's greed and ambition lead to its downfall. Looking seaward for more land and wealth, he was blind from the kingdom's own evils: crime, poverty, hunger, corruption, and illness. The great empire collapsed within and the once great kingdom diminished into a puppet state, controlled by the influence and wealth of larger countries. It was known the Bitter Times; forty years of the coldest and hungriest winters with citizens resentful over the reminiscence of their kingdom's former glory.

But those days are long behind.

It is the Age of Hope.

A time of excitement. Good fortune is brewing.

It is the day you are born.

But, ummm… What are you?

[[Category:Age of Hope|Can't you tell? I'm a boy.]]

[[Are you blind? I'm a girl.]]

<table width="100%">
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Babe
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Age
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> N/A
</td></tr></table>

[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Age of Hope

2014-06-07T06:20:13Z

Andy:

On the continent of Caelifer, bordering the Burke Mountains and the Great Sea lies the small kingdom of Cylla. It was once a prosperous land; the cultural and economical stronghold of the world, spanning across the entire continent. But the king's greed and ambition lead to its downfall. Looking seaward for more land and wealth, he was blind from the kingdom's own evils: crime, poverty, hunger, corruption, and illness. The great empire collapsed within and the once great kingdom diminished into a puppet state, controlled by the influence and wealth of larger countries. It was known the Bitter Times; forty years of the coldest and hungriest winters with citizens resentful over the reminiscence of their kingdom's former glory.

But those days are long behind.

It is the Age of Hope.

A time of excitement. Good fortune is brewing.

It is the day you are born.

But, ummm… What are you?

[[Category: Age of Hope/Can't you tell? I'm a boy.]]

[[Are you blind? I'm a girl.]]

<table width="100%">
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Babe
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Age
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> N/A
</td></tr></table>

[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Ask if you can leave.

2012-09-13T21:02:27Z

Andy:

Most adults would refuse your request; however, this one in particular lacks a spine. He frowned but meekly gave you permission to leave. Although you were courteous, you might regret taking your studies so lightly. And your parents won't be happy that you are skipping another lesson. But, you are still a boy and it is important to enjoy your fleeting youth.

So, now that your day is free how will you spend your time?

[[Go to the library.]]

[[Go to the kitchens.]]

[[Go to the training yard.]]

[[Go to the throne room.]]

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<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Prince
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Age
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> 13
</td></tr></table>

[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Ask if you can leave.

2012-09-13T21:01:43Z

Andy: Created page with 'Most adults would refuse your request; however, this one in particular lacks a spine. He frowned but meekly gave you permission to leave. Although you were courteous, you might r…'

Continue through your childhood.

2012-09-13T20:52:37Z

Andy:

"Your highness? Do you understand?" a gaunt man with a wiry gray beard asks. This man is your tutor and entrusted to transform you into a more knowledgeable and cultured thinker.

You are now a boy of thirteen. Although you still retain your youthfulness, you have a new found sense of maturity. Although you don't often advertise it.

Your interest in swordsmanship developed into a talent. As soon as you learned to wield a sword, you would not put it down, even being as bold as to bring it to the dining table. You practiced by striking the rats in the kitchen or your cousin's yappy dogs. In fact, you are skillful in the art of the blade; something of which your aren't modest at all to advertise.

Currently, your mother and father are away in the courts of Kedealia, another small kingdom that have been Cylla's ally for generations. Your Great Aunt along with your tutor are acting as your "guardians". The latter of the two isn't quite as strict and you've found he is easily manipulated.

"Prince? Do you understand this text?"

[["Yes, carry on. I'm listening."]]

[[Lie: "Yes."]]

[["Can you explain it?"]]

[["I'm bored."]]

<table width="100%">
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Prince
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Age
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> 13
</td></tr></table>

[[Category: Age of Hope]]

"I'm bored."

2012-09-13T20:42:17Z

Andy: Created page with '"Oh." he said giving an awkward laugh. "Well, we haven't quite finished the lesson... If I could have just a few more minutes of your highness's time." Sweat began to form on yo…'

"Oh." he said giving an awkward laugh. "Well, we haven't quite finished the lesson... If I could have just a few more minutes of your highness's time."

Sweat began to form on your tutor's brow as he fiddled with his hands. In normally circumstances he is a rather nervous man, but now it appears he is at his breaking point. You could take advantage of the situation.

Do you:

[[Continue the lesson.]]

[[Ask if you can leave.]]

[[Leave without saying a word.]]

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<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Prince
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Age
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> 13
</td></tr></table>

[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Continue through your childhood.

2012-09-13T20:25:40Z

Andy:

"Your highness? Do you understand?" a gaunt man with a wiry gray beard asks. This man is your tutor and entrusted to transform you into a more knowledgeable and cultured thinker.

You are now a boy of ten. Although you still retain your youthfulness, you have a new found sense of maturity. Although you don't often advertise it.

Your interest in swordsmanship developed into a talent. As soon as you learned to wield a sword, you would not put it down, even being as bold as to bring it to the dining table. You practiced by striking the rats in the kitchen or your cousin's yappy dogs. In fact, you are skillful in the art of the blade; something of which your aren't modest at all to advertise.

Currently, your mother and father are away in the courts of Kedealia, another small kingdom that have been Cylla's ally for generations. Your Great Aunt along with your tutor are acting as your "guardians". The latter of the two isn't quite as strict and you've found he is easily manipulated.

"Prince? Do you understand this text?"

[["Yes, carry on. I'm listening."]]

[[Lie: "Yes."]]

[["Can you explain it?"]]

[["I'm bored."]]

<table width="100%">
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Prince
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Age
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> 10
</td></tr></table>

[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Unsheathe the sword

2012-09-13T20:24:55Z

Andy:

It didn't budge.

What? You thought that you, a boy of six, would be able to carry a weight that some grown men struggle with?

Give yourself time. With perseverance, discipline, and age, you be able to lift it with ease.

[[Continue through your childhood.]]

<table width="100%">
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Prince
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Age
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> 6
</td></tr></table>

[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Continue through your childhood.

2012-09-12T22:18:56Z

Andy:

"Your highness? Do you understand?" a gaunt man with a wiry gray beard asks. This man is your tutor and entrusted to transform you into a more knowledgeable and cultured thinker.

You are now a boy of ten. Although you still retain your youthfulness, you have a new found sense of maturity. Although you don't often advertise it.

Your interest in swordsmanship developed into a talent. As soon as you learned to wield a sword, you would not put it down, even being as bold as to bring it to the dining table. You practiced by striking the rats in the kitchen or your cousin's yappy dogs. In fact, you are skillful in the art of the blade; something of which your aren't modest at all to advertise.

Currently, your mother and father are away in the courts of Kedealia, another small kingdom that have been Cylla's ally for generations. Your Great Aunt along with your tutor are acting as your "guardians". The latter of the two isn't quite as strict and you've found he is easily manipulated.

"Prince? Umm, do you understand this text?"

[["Yes, carry on. I'm listening."]]

[[Lie: "Yes."]]

[["Can you explain it?"]]

[["I'm bored."]]

<table width="100%">
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Prince
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Age
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> 10
</td></tr></table>

[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Continue through your childhood.

2012-09-12T22:15:26Z

Andy:

"Your highness? Do you understand?" a gaunt man with a wiry gray beard asks. This man is your tutor and entrusted to transform you into a more knowledgeable and cultured thinker.

You are now a boy of ten. Although you still retain your youthfulness, you have a new found sense of maturity. Although you don't often advertise it.

Your interest in swordsmanship developed into a talent. As soon as you learned to wield a sword, you would not put it down, even being as bold as to bring it to the dining table. You practiced by striking the rats in the kitchen or your cousin's yappy dogs. In fact, you are skillful in the art of the blade; something of which your aren't modest at all to advertise.

Currently, your mother and father are away in the courts of Kedealia, another small kingdom that have been Cylla's ally for generations. Your Great Aunt along with your tutor are acting as your "guardians". The latter of the two isn't quite as strict and you've found he is easily manipulated.

"Prince? Umm, do you understand this text?"

[["Yes, carry on. I'm listening."]]

[[Lie: "Yes."]]

[["Can you explain it?"]]

[["I'm bored."]]

<table width="100%">
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Prince
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Age
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> 10
</td></tr></table>

Continue through your childhood.

2012-09-12T22:14:32Z

Andy: Created page with '"Your highness? Do you understand?" a gaunt man with a wiry gray beard asks. This man is your tutor and entrusted to transform you into a more knowledgeable and cultured thinker.…'

Unsheathe the sword

2012-09-12T21:43:39Z

Andy: Created page with 'It didn't budge. What? You thought that you, a boy of six, would be able to carry a weight that some grown men struggle with? Give yourself time. With perseverance, disciplin…'

It didn't budge.

What? You thought that you, a boy of six, would be able to carry a weight that some grown men struggle with?

Give yourself time. With perseverance, discipline, and age, you be able to lift it with easy.

[[Continue through your childhood.]]

<table width="100%">
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Prince
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Age
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> 6
</td></tr></table>

[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Pick up the sword

2012-09-12T21:35:05Z

Andy: Created page with 'A worthy king needs to be able to protect his homeland with his life. And what better way to do this than with the noblest of all weapons: the sword. You place a hand on the …'

A worthy king needs to be able to protect his homeland with his life.

And what better way to do this than with the noblest of all weapons: the sword.

You place a hand on the hilt and pull...

[[Unsheathe the sword]]

"The King!"

2012-09-12T02:34:29Z

Andy:

Your Aunt flushes with pride. Even at your young age you realize your responsibilities as the monarch's oldest son.

She cups her hands around your chin and says, "And you will be the greatest king this land has ever seen. You will restore this kingdom the greatness it once had. The citizens, forever in your debt, will chant your name as you pass by on the finest steeds in the world. They will build monuments in your honor and bards will sing of your heroic deeds until the end of time."

Your eyes lit up, mouth agape, as she describes these wonders to you. You spend the rest of the party daydreaming of when you will be king. You imagine victory on the battlefield, amour soaked in your enemies blood as you dismount your white steed onto your new won land. You will defeat an ancient wizard and his thousand league army of dragons, winning the captured princess's hand in marriage. And, finally, you will die at an old age as a battle scarred yet very handsome old man, surrounded by family and listening to the mournful sobs of your people outside the castle.

All these things set your heart aflutter so it was no surprise that you couldn't sleep that night. Instead, you lit a candle and journeyed off to experience the castle's night life.

Feeling more adventurous than usual, you decide to take the chance and explore unmarked territory: your father's chambers.

He was still attending the party with your older relatives, making it a perfect time to see how a real king lives.

You approach the large wooden door.

Mustering up all the courage you can, you turn the ornate knob.

The room was spectacular. Large banners presenting your family's crest strung across the stone walls, along with paintings of your country's landscape: the rocky sloped beaches and grassy hills. But not all the paintings were so inviting. The processors of the throne glared down at you, not appreciating your intrusion. You tried hard to ignore them as you examine the room.

In the center of the room there is a large four poster bed with silken red sheets that wells up a desire to be laid on.

On the west wall of the room is a magnificent library of books and scrolls along with a plush chair with one of such books resting on it.

Next to the door, a sword is sheathed and hung up. The decorative hilt glistens seductively in the candle light.

Lastly, sitting on the wardrobe is one of your father's crowns. This one is not nearly as fashionable as the one he is wearing today, but it is modest and noble.

[[Pick up the sword]]

[[Try on the crown]]

[[Read the book]]

[[Lie on the bed]]

<table width="100%">
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Prince
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Age
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> 6
</td></tr></table>

[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Yes! This is me!

2012-09-12T02:34:03Z

Andy:

Time passes quickly.

You cannot remember your infant and toddler years but those looking after you will never forget how much trouble you could be; never afraid to fall in sake of adventure.

You have just turned six, finally able to speak coherently and comprehend your surroundings (most of the time.) Your family has thrown a party for you.

Your favorite great aunt approaches you as you chat dynamically with anyone who will listen.

"Young man," she begins to ask the age old question, "what do you want to be when you grow up?"

[["The King!"]]

[["A Knight!"]]

[["A Priest!"]]

[["A Bard!"]]

<table width="100%">
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Boy
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Age
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> 6
</td></tr></table>

[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Yes! This is me!

2012-09-12T02:33:32Z

Andy:

Time passes quickly.

You cannot remember your infant and toddler years but those looking after you will never forget how much trouble you could be; never afraid to fall in sake of adventure.

You have just turned five, finally able to speak coherently and comprehend your surroundings (most of the time.) Your family has thrown a party for you.

Your favorite great aunt approaches you as you chat dynamically with anyone who will listen.

"Young man," she begins to ask the age old question, "what do you want to be when you grow up?"

[["The King!"]]

[["A Knight!"]]

[["A Priest!"]]

[["A Bard!"]]

<table width="100%">
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Boy
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Age
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> 5
</td></tr></table>

[[Category: Age of Hope]]

"The King!"

2012-09-12T02:32:10Z

Andy:

"The King!"

2012-09-12T02:31:32Z

Andy:

"The King!"

2012-09-12T02:30:46Z

Andy:

Your Aunt flushes with pride. Even at your young age you realize your responsibilities as the monarch's oldest son.

She cups her hands around your chin and says, "And you will be the greatest king this land has ever seen. You will restore this kingdom the greatness it once had. The citizens, forever in your debt, will chant your name as you pass by on the finest steeds in the world. They will build monuments in your honor and bards will sing of your heroic deeds until the end of time."

Your eyes lit up, mouth agape, as she describes these wonders to you. You spend the rest of the party daydreaming of when you will be king. You imagine victory on the battlefield, amour soaked in your enemies blood as you dismount your white steed onto your new won land. You will defeat an ancient wizard and his thousand league army of dragons, winning the captured princess's hand in marriage. And, finally, you will die at an old age as a battle scarred yet very handsome old man, surrounded by family and listening to the mournful sobs of your people outside the castle.

All these things set your heart aflutter so it was no surprise that you couldn't sleep that night. Instead, you lit a candle and journeyed off to experience the castle's night life.

Feeling more adventurous than usual, you decide to take the chance and explore unmarked territory: your father's chambers.

He was still attending the party with your older relatives, making it a perfect time to see how a real king lives.

You approach the large wooden door.

Mustering up all the courage you can and turn the ornate knob.

The room was spectacular. Large banners presenting your family's crest strung across the stone walls, along with paintings of your country's landscape: the rocky sloped beaches and grassy hills. But not all the paintings were so inviting. The processors of the throne glared down at you, not appreciating your intrusion. You tried hard to ignore them as you examine the room.

In the center of the room there is a large four poster bed with silken red sheets that wells up a desire to be laid on.

On the west wall of the room is a magnificent library of books and scrolls along with a plush chair with one of such books resting on it.

Next to the door, a sword is sheathed and hung up. The decorative hilt glistens seductively in the candle light.

Lastly, sitting on the wardrobe is one of your father's crowns. This one is not nearly as fashionable as the one he is wearing today, but it is modest and noble.

[[Pick up the sword]]

[[Try on the crown]]

[[Read the book]]

[[Lie on the bed]]

<table width="100%">
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Prince
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

"The King!"

2012-09-12T02:30:05Z

Andy: Created page with 'Your Aunt flushes with pride. Even at your young age you realize your responsibilities as the monarch's oldest son. She cups her hands around your chin and says, "And you will b…'

Your Aunt flushes with pride. Even at your young age you realize your responsibilities as the monarch's oldest son.

She cups her hands around your chin and says, "And you will be the greatest king this land has ever seen. You will restore this kingdom the greatness it once had. The citizens, forever in your debt, will chant your name as you pass by on the finest steeds in the world. They will build monuments in your honor and bards will sing of your heroic deeds until the end of time."

Your eyes lit up, mouth agape, as she describes these wonders to you. You spend the rest of the party daydreaming of when you will be king. You imagine victory on the battlefield, amour soaked in your enemies blood as you dismount your white steed onto your new won land. You will defeat an ancient wizard and his thousand league army of dragons, winning the captured princess's hand in marriage. And, finally, you will die at an old age as a battle scarred yet very handsome old man, surrounded by family and listening to the mournful sobs of your people outside the castle.

All these things set your heart aflutter so it was no surprise that you couldn't sleep that night. Instead, you lit a candle and journeyed off to experience the castle's night life.

Feeling more adventurous than usual, you decide to take the chance and explore unmarked territory: your father's chambers.

He was still attending the party with your older relatives, making it a perfect time to see how a real king lives.

You approach the large wooden door.

Mustering up all the courage you can and turn the ornate knob.

The room was spectacular. Large banners presenting your family's crest strung across the stone walls, along with paintings of your country's landscape: the rocky sloped beaches and grassy hills. But not all the paintings were so inviting. The processors of the throne glared down at you, not appreciating your intrusion. You tried hard to ignore them as you examine the room.

In the center of the room there is a large four poster bed with silken red sheets that wells up a desire to be laid on.

On the west wall of the room is a magnificent library of books and scrolls along with a plush chair with one of such books resting on it.

Next to the door, a sword is sheathed and hung up. The decorative hilt glistens seductively in the candle light.

Lastly, sitting on the wardrobe is one of your father's crowns. This one is not nearly as fashionable as the one he is wearing today, but it is modest and noble.

[[Pick up the sword]]

[[Try on the crown]]

[[Read the book]]

[[Lie on the bed]]

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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

No, this isn't me at all.

2012-09-12T01:42:23Z

Andy:

Are you:

[[Sanguine: impulsive, sociable, charismatic, romantic, confident]]

[[Choleric: ambitious, aggressive, energetic, passionate]]

[[Melancholic: introverted, thoughtful, creative, morose, independent]]

[[Phlegmatic: relaxed, quiet, content, kind, consistent, rational]]

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<p><i>Equipment</i>
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<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Sanguine: impulsive, sociable, charismatic, romantic, confident

2012-09-12T01:41:50Z

Andy:

How could I not tell?

After all, you started your life red faced with tears flowing down your cheeks. From birth you show such vigor and liveliness that would allow you to see the excitement of life. You will grow up to become a impulsive boy, thinking not of consequence or responsibility. However, your pleasure seeking outlook will allow you experience the world, exploring exotic locales as well as meeting and befriending a verity of people. You enjoy social gatherings, easily attracting and charming other guests ; yet, you often feel worn out after all of this and you enjoy spending time with yourself. Although you are prone to be sarcastic and blunt, you have a sensitive and compassionate nature; you have often been described as a romantic. Chronically late and forgetful, you sometimes are manic and fickle. You have a hard time keeping focused on one activity and you often don't finish what you start. You can be confident to the point of stubbornness, always certain that what are doing is right.

[[Yes! This is me!]]

[[No, this isn't me at all.]]

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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Can't you tell? I'm a boy.

2012-09-12T01:41:12Z

Andy:

Oh, a lad? You don't say…

Quite a small little thing you are, huh?

Well, maybe you'll grow as you age.

If not, you'll have to depend on your personality.

Oh, that reminds me, what is your temperament?

[[Sanguine: impulsive, sociable, charismatic, romantic, confident]]

[[Choleric: ambitious, aggressive, energetic, passionate]]

[[Melancholic: introverted, thoughtful, creative, morose, independent]]

[[Phlegmatic: relaxed, quiet, content, kind, consistent, rational]]

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</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Babe
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<p><i>Equipment</i>
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<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Age of Hope

2012-09-12T01:40:36Z

Andy:

Yes! This is me!

2012-09-12T01:39:46Z

Andy:

Time passes quickly.

You cannot remember your infant and toddler years but those looking after you will never forget how much trouble you could be; never afraid to fall in sake of adventure.

You have just turned five, finally able to speak coherently and comprehend your surroundings (most of the time.) Your family has thrown a party for you.

Your favorite great aunt approaches you as you chat dynamically with anyone who will listen.

"Young man," she begins to ask the age old question, "what do you want to be when you grow up?"

[["The King!"]]

[["A Knight!"]]

[["A Priest!"]]

[["A Bard!"]]

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<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
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<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Yes! This is me!

2012-09-12T01:34:44Z

Andy:

Time passes quickly.

You cannot remember your infant and toddler years but those looking after you will never forget how much trouble you could be; never afraid to fall in sake of adventure.

You have just turned five, finally able to speak coherently and comprehend your surroundings (most of the time.) Your family has thrown a party for you.

Your favorite great aunt approaches you as you chat dynamically with anyone who will listen.

"Young man," she begins to ask the age old question, "what do you want to be when you grow up?"

[["The King!"]]

[["A Knight!"]]

[["A Priest!"]]

[["A Bard!"]]

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</p>
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</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Yes! This is me!

2012-09-12T01:32:12Z

Andy: Created page with 'Time passes quickly. You cannot remember your infant and toddler years but those looking after you will never forget how much trouble you could be; never afraid to fall in sake…'

Sanguine: impulsive, sociable, charismatic, romantic, confident

2012-09-12T01:09:06Z

Andy:

How could I not tell?

After all, you started your life red faced with tears flowing down your cheeks. From birth you show such vigor and liveliness that would allow you to see the excitement of life. You will grow up to become a impulsive boy, thinking not of consequence or responsibility. However, your pleasure seeking outlook will allow you experience the world, exploring exotic locales as well as meeting and befriending a verity of people. You enjoy social gatherings, easily attracting and charming other guests ; yet, you often feel worn out after all of this and you enjoy spending time with yourself. Although you are prone to be sarcastic and blunt, you have a sensitive and compassionate nature; you have often been described as a romantic. Chronically late and forgetful, you sometimes are manic and fickle. You have a hard time keeping focused on one activity and you often don't finish what you start. You can be confident to the point of stubbornness, always certain that what are doing is right.

[[Yes! This is me!]]

[[No, this isn't me at all.]]

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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Sanguine: impulsive, sociable, charismatic, romantic, confident

2012-09-12T01:08:09Z

Andy:

How could I not tell?

After all, you started your life red faced with tears flowing down your cheeks. From birth you show such vigor and liveliness that would allow you to see the excitement of life. You will grow up to become a impulsive boy, thinking not of consequence or responsibility. However, your pleasure seeking outlook will allow you experience the world, exploring exotic locales as well as meeting and befriending a verity of people. You enjoy social gatherings, easily attracting and charming other guests ; yet, you often feel worn out after all of this and you enjoy spending time with yourself. Although you are prone to be sarcastic and blunt, you have a sensitive and compassionate native; you have often been described as a romantic. Chronically late and forgetful, you sometimes are manic and fickle. You have a hard time keeping focused on one activity and you often don't finish what you start. You can be confident to the point of stubbornness, always certain that what are doing is right.

[[Yes! This is me!]]

[[No, this isn't me at all.]]

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</p>
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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

No, this isn't me at all.

2012-09-12T01:06:52Z

Andy: Created page with 'Are you: Sanguine: impulsive, sociable, charismatic, romantic, confident Choleric: ambitious, aggressive, energetic, passionate [[Melancholic: introverted, thoughtful…'

Are you:

[[Sanguine: impulsive, sociable, charismatic, romantic, confident]]

[[Choleric: ambitious, aggressive, energetic, passionate]]

[[Melancholic: introverted, thoughtful, creative, morose, independent]]

[[Phlegmatic: relaxed, quiet, content, kind, consistent, rational]]

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<p><i>Equipment</i>
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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Sanguine: impulsive, sociable, charismatic, romantic, confident

2012-09-12T01:03:08Z

Andy:

How could I not tell?

After all, you started your life red faced with tears flowing down your cheeks. From birth you show such vigor and liveliness that would allow you to see the excitement of life. You will grow up to become a impulsive boy, thinking not of consequence or responsibility. However, your pleasure seeking outlook will allow you experience the world, exploring exotic locals as well as meeting and befriending a verity of people. You enjoy social gatherings, easily attracting and charming other guests ; yet, you often feel worn out after all of this and you enjoy spending time with yourself. Although you are prone to be sarcastic and blunt, you have a sensitive and compassionate native; you have often been described as a romantic. Chronically late and forgetful, you sometimes are manic and fickle. You have a hard time keeping focused on one activity and you often don't finish what you start. You can be confident to the point of stubbornness, always certain that what are doing is right.

[[Yes! This is me!]]

[[No, this isn't me at all.]]

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</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Babe
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<p><i>Nothing</i>
</p>
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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Sanguine: impulsive, sociable, charismatic, romantic, confident

2012-09-12T01:01:38Z

Andy:

Sanguine: impulsive, sociable, charismatic, romantic, confident

2012-09-12T01:01:17Z

Andy: Created page with 'How could I not tell? After all, you started your life red faced with tears flowing down your cheeks. From birth you show such vigor and liveliness that would allow you to see t…'

Age of Hope

2012-09-12T00:01:10Z

Andy:

On the continent of Caelifer, bordering the Burke Mountains and the Great Sea lies the small kingdom of Cylla. It was once a prosperous land; the cultural and economical stronghold of the world, spanning across the entire continent. But the king's greed and ambition lead to its downfall. Looking seaward for more land and wealth, he was blind from the kingdom's own evils: crime, poverty, hunger, corruption, and illness. The great empire collapsed within and the once great kingdom diminished into a puppet state, controlled by the influence and wealth of larger countries. It was known the Bitter Times; forty years of the coldest and hungriest winters with citizens resentful over the reminiscence of their kingdom's former glory.

But those days are long behind.

It is the Age of Hope.

A time of excitement. Good fortune is brewing.

It is the day you are born.

But, ummm… What are you?

[[Can't you tell? I'm a boy.]]

[[Are you blind? I'm a girl.]]

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</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Babe
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</p>
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</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Age of Hope

2012-09-12T00:00:45Z

Andy:

On the continent of Caelifer, bordering the Burke Mountains and the Great Sea lies the small kingdom of Cylla. It was once a prosperous land; the cultural and economical stronghold of the world, spanning across the entire continent. But the king's greed and ambition lead to its downfall. Looking seaward for more land and wealth, he was blind from the kingdom's own evils: crime, poverty, hunger, corruption, and illness. The great empire collapsed within and the once great kingdom diminished into a puppet state, controlled by the influence and wealth of larger countries. It was known the Bitter Times; forty years of the coldest and hungriest winters with citizens resentful over the reminiscence of their kingdom's former glory.

But those days are long behind.

It is the Age of Hope.

A time of excitement. Good fortune was brewing.

It is the day you are born.

But, ummm… What are you?

[[Can't you tell? I'm a boy.]]

[[Are you blind? I'm a girl.]]

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</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Babe
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</p>
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<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Oh, a lad? You don't say...

2012-09-11T23:59:37Z

Andy: Oh, a lad? You don't say... moved to Can't you tell? I'm a boy.: Mess up.

#REDIRECT [[Can't you tell? I'm a boy.]]

Can't you tell? I'm a boy.

2012-09-11T23:59:36Z

Andy: Oh, a lad? You don't say... moved to Can't you tell? I'm a boy.: Mess up.

Oh, a lad? You don't say…

Quite a small little thing you are, huh?

Well, maybe you'll grow as you age.

If not, you'll have to depend on your personality.

Oh, that reminds me, what is your temperament?

[[Sanguine: impulsive, sociable, charismatic, romantic, confident]]

[[Choleric: ambitious, aggressive, energetic, passionate]]

[[Melancholic: introverted, thoughtful, creative, morose, independent]]

[[Phlegmatic: relaxed, quiet, content, kind, consistent, rational]]

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</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Babe
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</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Can't you tell? I'm a boy.

2012-09-11T23:56:08Z

Andy: Created page with 'Oh, a lad? You don't say… Quite a small little thing you are, huh? Well, maybe you'll grow as you age. If not, you'll have to depend on your personality. Oh, that remind…'

Oh, a lad? You don't say…

Quite a small little thing you are, huh?

Well, maybe you'll grow as you age.

If not, you'll have to depend on your personality.

Oh, that reminds me, what is your temperament?

[[Sanguine: impulsive, sociable, charismatic, romantic, confident]]

[[Choleric: ambitious, aggressive, energetic, passionate]]

[[Melancholic: introverted, thoughtful, creative, morose, independent]]

[[Phlegmatic: relaxed, quiet, content, kind, consistent, rational]]

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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Age of Hope

2012-09-11T22:58:24Z

Andy:

On the continent of Caelifer, bordering the Burke Mountains and the Great Sea lies the small kingdom of Cylla. It was once a prosperous land; the cultural and economical stronghold of the world, spanning across the entire continent. But the king's greed and ambition lead to its downfall. Looking seaward for more land and wealth, he was blind from the kingdom's own evils: crime, poverty, hunger, corruption, and illness. The great empire collapsed within and the once great kingdom diminished into a puppet state, controlled by the influence and wealth of larger countries. It was known the Bitter Times; forty years of the coldest and hungriest winters with citizens resentful over the reminiscence of their kingdom's former glory.

But those days are long behind.

It is the Age of Hope.

A time of excitement. Good fortune was brewing.

It is the day you are born.

But, ummm… What are you?

[[Can't you tell? I'm a boy.]]

[[Are you blind? I'm a girl.]]

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<tr>
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</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Babe
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<p><i>Equipment</i>
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</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
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[[Category: Age of Hope]]

Age of Hope

2012-09-11T22:53:49Z

Andy: '''DO NOT EDIT'''

On the continent of Caelifer, bordering the Burke Mountains and the Great Sea lies the small kingdom of Cylla. It was once a prosperous land; the cultural and economical stronghold of the world, spanning across the entire continent. But the king's greed and ambition lead to its downfall. Looking seaward for more land and wealth, he was blind from the kingdom's own evils: crime, poverty, hunger, corruption, and illness. The great empire collapsed within and the once great kingdom diminished into a puppet state, controlled by the influence and wealth of larger countries. It was known the Bitter Times; forty years of the coldest and hungriest winters with citizens resentful over the reminiscence of their kingdom's former glory.

But those days are long behind.

It is the Age of Hope.

A time of excitement. Good fortune was brewing.

It is the day you are born.

But, ummm… What are you?

[[A Boy]]

[[A Girl]]

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</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Occupation
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Babe
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Equipment:
<p><i>Equipment</i>
</p>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Health
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfect
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Mood
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> N/A
</td></tr></table>

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