CrimsonCori

    The castle was silent this morning,all but the rain kept me company. I wake up before my advisers and my servants do. Sleep doesn't come to a king as easy as it comes to a boy. Often i found myself getting barely any sleep pacing my quarters or reading from my private collection of book. But now a name keeps my soul awake and my body tense at all moments of the day.I know William was out there, and i knew he was furious with me. But lately I've been getting reports of his presents being not so sickly,more built more agile and quick,his eyes hard and emotionless at times. Like he was getting ready for something,hiding something. Its sad i

Name:  King Damion ruler of the Ornachie Surname:The golden one/ Damion Middle initial: B Gender: male Birthplace: the enchanted forest of Ornachie Age:269 Birthday: December 3rd Height:6'1 Weight: in human weight he's 60 pounds but that's because hes and elf kind Hair color: black and white at the ends (long and usually braided) Eye color: blue, gold Skin: Very pale Tattoos:his kingdoms cress on his inside forearm Scars:none Next of kin: Prince Zarhia at age 46 princess Izzaic at age 34 Relationship: Queen Loritica Personality: -kind -careing -thoughtful -graceful -stern -fatherly to many -good friend -light footed -agile -tough -wise -ea

Name: King Liam of Geldon Surname: Liam Middle initial:G Gender: male Birth place: west wing of the castle Age:24 Birthday: April 21st Height: 5'9 Weight: 159 Hair color: Light brown Eye color: hazel Skin: whitish tan Tattoos: a royal mark on the back of his neak Scars:15 Next kin: none yet relationship:None yet Personality: -calm -elagant -graceful -crul -completely insane -fighter -edgy -bad -cheater -lier -back staber Friends: ~Rozia: Performer in dark arts, is close to liam ~Dominic: royal general,helps liam come up with battle plans ~Cara: a servant, the only person liam has ever had to talk to(Cara is afraid to death of him but some

Name: Prince William of Geldon Surname: Will Middle Initial: L Gender: male Birthplace: In the west wing of the palace.(or so he thinks) Age:17 Birthday: September 4th 1820 Height:5'11 Weight:160 Hair Color: Brown Eye color:brown,red,orange Skin:White Tattoos:Tribal on his left side Scars: Three Specialty: sword fighting,and using his powers Next kin: None Relationship:none Personality: -high tempered -adhd -fun -playful -good leadership skills -has an attitude almost all the time -hates being told what to do -he doesn't now who he truly is yet,an exiled prince or a rightful king -understanding -careing -heroic -genrous -smart but hides it -

    " This will hurt allot,and i mean allot, but that's only because the energy inside this table is searching for your power,which means it will be searching not only your insides but your deepest thoughts and fears.it will search for your power and when it finds it pull's it out from hiding and awakens it." he said looking at me with his cold blue eyes. sighing i nod nervously. "when i tell you to press your wrists to the beginning of the lines there-he points- and there. You'll feel the energy from the table enter your veins,this will be a very painful process. In till the energy reaches your head you will be in extreme pain, just don't pa

    I was awoke early,dew sat on the tall grass that surrounded the camp. The elf had a special lesson planed today.As he explained it i begun to thing i was going to work to death and be pulled into hard labor.Today he was going to teach me magic.something father had used decades ago.something only magical creatures can bless a mortal with.    This was a shock to me.father never taught use the art of magic nor had he ever showed us that he could use it. I had only found out from the soldiers in the palace, and even then it had surprised me. Me and the elf had hiked three miles and for a while during the trip i had a feeling he was gonna dra

you're mean you're so incomplete I hope you trip over your own fucking feet Because i wont be there to pick you up go die in a hole and choke on your butt?

    "There's no way  can do that!" i yell looking down at the elf. I stood 30 feet up in there air atop a stand."Close your damn eyes and focus child,your a prince balance is everything!" i cuss at him and then do as he says. Closing my eyes i clear my head,"Position number five," he orders and i do as i'm told. Wiping my sword around over head and then slashing it down as if to knock my opponents feet out from under them."Good,very good,Know position number 8." Holding my sword backwards so the the blade ran against my forearm i strike the butt of the handle out wards.    I could feel the wist bands tighten around my wrists,the elf had put

    Shortly after becoming king and taking control over the 4 realms the king shunned me from the royal family,calling me a name that only he had called me,the only name he'd refer to me as for the rest of our lives, "murderer." After that i became  a wreck stumbling over the hill sides and mountain with a satchel fun of rum and bread and a dark blue cape which represented my name in the royal family.He was nice  enough to give me at least food,rum and a sword.    Many searched for me for a long time, so they could bring me back and make me duel my brother for the crown. But i new better than that,my brother was like a war machine. Sometimes

 Looking above all of the bowing heads i see not one standing and refusing the new crown,all but one.who was eventually grabbed up by her       mother and pushed down into kneeling.my brother snicked over the crowd,his cruel green eyes filled with monstrous plans.    I new things those people did not.Yet i let what was about to happen happen.You see my father,the King of Geldon was a good king who  "loved his people more then anything in the world and strives to be better than his father before him". as he had told me a night in his chambers because of my troublesome night mares as a child.    As he became ill due to his age,he chose my b