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Laura K. Abeid replied to the topic Character Castle 2.0 in the forum Fantasy Writers 4 years, 11 months ago
Also, what kind of wound is this? Puncture, like from teeth? Or is it a cut from a blade? etc.
It was from a blade — a halberd.
Because this rp is meant to develop characters, we tend to write more in the form of fragmented fiction (Just write as if you’re writing a novel, but cut off at a tension point, like when something big happened or your character asked a question.) So, it tends to be in longer form than most RP’s, because we usually don’t have the time to post more than once or twice a day. (And we’re very seldom online at the same time)
So, go wild with introspection, philosophical rants, and all the slow, deep character work you can’t use in your novel because it gets tedious XD And weird formats, I’ve done that a lot. I’ve written pieces from second person POV, crossed out sentences, etc etc. You can pretty much go wild because it isn’t ‘serious’ writing 🙂
*GASP* I can do that here?! 😃 SAY NO MORE.
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Faintly aware of something touching his lips, Rúan’s face twisted, but a drizzle of water flowed into his mouth.
His eyes opening wide, Rúan tried to reach out and guzzle the water from the canteen, but it was pulled slightly out of reach.
No … no, I need water … please …
Rúan’s leg throbbed, his throat ached, his pride tearing.
“If I had been … faster …” he mumbled, unaware that his thoughts were translating into words. “But … Yulenna … Mother …”
Then his intellect sharpened again, and all that had happened beforehand flooded back into his newly coherent mind.
He sat bolt upright. “YULENNA! MOTHER!”
Faces unfamiliar all surrounded him, some watching and some not. A man with a kind face, framed with shoulder-length black hair, was right is front of him, staring at him with piercing blue eyes. In his hand held a flask dripping with water.
“Wh-who are you?” Rúan demanded of no one in particular, trying to regain some of his dignity. He scrambled against the cave wall, then nearly roared in torment when his calf scraped the ground.
He sucked in air through his teeth, trying to calm the spike of pain that staggered through his leg.












