any1 wnt to roleplay?

[sleepinginice]

My Character:
Lady Rose Da Mont the 15 year old daughter of a visiting Lord. Kept hostage for the past 5 years to preserve an alliance.

[Taylor]

I will (got nothing better to do) lol I guess my character will be the daughter of the evil lord I don't know his name yet, she's 15 (cause that's an easy age) here's her profile

name: Isabella
age: 15
family: mother died ten years ago, father wants to rule the land
friends: George (a dark knight), is her fiance although it's an arranged marriage
home: living in a castle with her family, to her it seems the wars never end
favorite thing: her kitten, Jewel, black cat with a jeweled collar
life: Isabella lives in her castle with her cat, she has been watching this young knight from another kingdom. He was captured and she has been keeping him alive by making up fake tests to do on him, his name is Jonathon. She now has decided it's time to break him free, maybe go to a new kingdom, start over. Only she knows her father will do everything he can to keep her there. Isabella told one of the maids her situation, hoping the maid wouldn't tell, but she did and now Isabella's father is going to hang Jonathon, tomorrow.

[sleepinginice]

Ok well I’m no good at this role-playing stuff so you'll have to start it I think.
Here’s my character in more detail:
Name: Rose Da Mont
Age: 15
Friends: Ellie and Millie (her Maids) and Richard (the man she loves)
Enemy: Edward Chance (the son of her Lord and her Fiancée via an arranged marriage)
Family: Mother died in childbirth, only child, Father Is Lord Da Mont of Da Mont but due to failing crops for 2 years and a lack of soldiers he gave his only daughter to Lord Chance as a hostage.
Home: Da Mont however she has lived in Chance Castle for 5 years.
Life: Ellie and her Twin Sister Millie came with her from her home and were plotting to help her return there where she could Marry the man she met last time her father visited, however Millie was discovered and hung, Edward married Rose and now she is leaving for Baldren with him, Ellie and many escorts. There she will meet Isabella.

[lack of personality]

I have nothing better to do. Taylor is annoying me. She's a little crazy. (Just kidding!) I'm not that good at this but I'll try.
Name: Caleb [Jinx] Way
Age: 16
Family: Orphan [parents were murdered viscously], has a younger sister
Friends: a dog he found wondering around, his boss's eldest daughter
Enemies: he's wanted by the government for preforming illegal magic in a far away country
Life: He's homeless and works for little money in a small shop along the ocean; he's working hard to go back to his home and clear his name so he can support his little sister; through a series of unfortunate events he runs into one of Rose's escorts.

[Taylor]

Okay I'm not really sure where to start or where to go, so here's just what my character is doing before she meets your characters.

I sat, the screams from the torture room below filled my head. My father had locked me in this stupid room, since, well, I had tried to save the man I love. Jonathon, he had been captured for trying to... well he won't tell me, but I do know he's from another kingdom. I can't even begin to explain how many times he sings while in the dungeon. And not with a loud voice, just a soft humming of his words. Every time I go down there, I stand behind his dungeon and listen.

Only, I tried to break him out, I really did, I had the whole plan set out and I had been drawing the plans at my desk, where I usually draw, when a maid had come up behind me. Let's just say now my father doesn't want me out of my room until after they hang Jonathon.

Out of the window, I could see the people gathering, Jonathon was carried out, my father sat in his usual chair. He goes to every single one of the hanging, which are almost everyday. I looked around the room, for anything that might help me. On my wall hang my bow and arrows. Pulling them down, I walked to the window and aimed. Jonathon had been strung up, pulling back I let one fly. Let me just take this moment to say my father trained me in every battle fighting method there is, so this one flew right through the rope. I had attached the end of the arrow to the rope, which was attached to my bed post. Swinging down it, I saw Jonathon sit up, seeing me he smiled, but immediatly he was picked up by one of the guards and a new rope was brought up.

"Isabella!" my father screamed, jumping up from his chair and walking over to me.

"But Daddy! You can't kill him! I love him!" This must have come to quite of a shock to everyone, since I heard like twenty gasps. I looked at my father, he looked stunned, but he got over it fast and began yelling at me,"You can't love him, he's the enemy, plus you're only twelve."

"Fifteen." I corrected him, so much for an involved parent.

"No!" his voice was bellowing in my face, I looked away and saw Jonathon being put on a new rope. I screamed and lunged at the guard. Caught off balance he fell off the wooden platform. Jonathon's hands were still tied behind his back. I quickly cut it with my pocket knife -dad's idea, although he probably doesn't think that anymore- and we ran out of there. I could hear my dad's voice yell my name. But I didn't care, he could die before I would ever come back. Now wait that was a little mean. Let me rephrase that. I don't want to go back, because he's cruel. I do love him, but I'd rather live somewhere else.

"Thank you." Jonathon said as we got into an alley. A door opened, a man walked out ushered us in. "Thank you." Jonathon said again as we were given some tea. "It's nothing." Lying through my teeth.

"Is it true?" he asked taking my hand. I had never been this close to him before, so it took me by surprise.

"What is true." I noticed my hand shaking in his and I forced it to stop shaking.

"That you love me." I froze, I hadn't known he heard me,"Sorry." he said, dropping my hand,"I didn't know it was a fib."

"It wasn't a fib I do love you." I said before I could think twice. He smiled, life with him in the underground parts of the city were going to be fun.

[sleepinginice]

'Ellie, you must leave tonight.' I found myself muttering through clenched teeth 'I can not be with Richard now.'
'Then my sister’s death shall be for no reason.'
'Hush, we cannot be overheard my husband rides his stallion beside our coach. You must leave I beg you.' when my maid shook her head I called in a louder voice for my coach to be stopped and called to my husband. I closed my eyes as Ellie was taken away by some escorts but insisted my husband told the 3 escorts to take her to the nearest sea port where she could make a life for herself. I felt ashamed that I was sending my trusted friend to life as a whore, for I knew that was all she could do. My husband ordered them also to bring back with them a new maid.

They returned with two girls one a few years younger than me and one couple of years older, her father had been able to find her a husband and so she had been sent to work for me. The younger one had been found wondering the streets and the escorts had bought her back for some fun.

I tossed and turned in the inn bed that night and awoke to shouts of the two girls. Both had woken form nightmares screaming the name 'Caleb'.

[lack of personality]

Today was not my day. I was used to running. I had become expert at hiding. But never in my life have I ever chosen to be willingly caught. Then again, today wasn't a normal day.

"Just who are you?" the girl hissed at me. She was the daughter of a poor man and she would end up marrying a poor man and together they would have poor children; thus, the cycle of this great land continues.

Hesitantly I answered, "I can't tell you that."

"Why not?" she cried out. "Why must you hide everything? Caleb, are you happy running for your life?"

Clinging onto my arm, she looked at me. She's going to cry. I would feel guilty and give in. I would tell her the whole story and her father would call in the royal dogs of my home country to kill me.

Shaking my head to rid it of the premonition, I pulled her away. Almost regretting it, I kissed her cheek before running away. But it was pointless. The deed had been done. Like every other woman I had loved, she would lead to the death of me.

As my feet pounded against the stones of the road, I moved gracefully through the cluttered street. Dodging past merchants and peasants, dipping through alleys and over fences, until I had managed to reach the small abandoned shack that I called a home. Not bothering to take anything with me, I grabbed my backpack and ran out the door whistling for my dog to follow.

It was getting late and we had to get out of here. Without a reason, I ducked into the back door of an inn. I had friends there and, even though it was a risk, I knew they would protect me.

[Taylor]

I walked into the inn, my hat pulled low over my face. Jonathon stood behind me, I could feel his breathing on the back of my right ear. My long black hair was pulled into a neat ponytail and my dress was made of an expensive fabric. I knew that I had to change it soon or my father would find me.

"Either we leave tomorrow or we find someone who has a spare bedroom we can use until my friend comes back with the carriage." Jonathon said, his voice was low and serious. We hadn't talked much in the last couple hours. All I know is he's sixteen and his parents live far away- where we're going- and that he said he loves me too. I know that some people don't believe in love at first sight, but I do, and so does Jonathon.

"Hello... may I get you a room." the man at the desk asked, then seeing my expensive clothes he smiled and asked,"Would you like a suite."

"No, we want a cheap room, we're-" Only I couldn't think of a good lie.

"We're saving up." Jonathon said,"Thanks." I whispered as we walked toward the room.

As we entered, I saw it was a very nice room, I turned around to complain to the clerk, but he had left. Jonathon sat down on the bed and said,"I think it's time I told you."

"Told me what?" I asked, inching closer to him. Reaching out, Jonathon took my hand and pulled me next to him.

"Why I was in the dungeon." I tensed,"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." I said standing up. Jonathon nodded. I sighed, it was going to be an uncomfortable night,"Do you want to go get some food?" I asked opening the door. We walked down, getting our food.

[sleepinginice]

I rose at first light eager to explore the inn alone, but first i had to send the eldest girl on a journey. The plan had formed in my head while I lay awake and now i spoke to her of it, careful to whisper even though I knew the younger girl, who i had sent for food, would be delayed by my watching escorts teasing.
'What is your name?'
'Alice.' the girl approached me on her knees and grabbing the hem of my nightgown began to sob 'Miss, please don't keep me hear i must find a husband i can not disappoint my father, please lady be merciful.'
'Who is Caleb?'
'He is my friend.'
'Why did you both wake shouting for him in the night?'
'Mari is his sister miss, she longs to be back with him they have no parents.'
'I shall keep her hear as a safe keeping that my task will be completed. You must deliver this letter to Lord Richard of Da Mont. Then you and the brother should come to me; i shall return the beautiful girl to him then. How old is she?'
'She has seen 13 or 14 summers miss. Shall I go now lady? won't your escort’s wonder where i am going?'
'You shall go when the second half of the hour begins. I shall send my escorts out now to search for you saying you have run away. That shall give you time to escape and me time to explore the inn alone. Don't forget I am keeping the girl with me, do not mess up.'
I knew my threats were empty I would never harm the girl or keep her against her will. I had been entranced by her beauty and vulnerability as much as any man would, but all the same my threats would ensure the letter was delivered.
I left Alice as Mari entered with food I ignored her attempts to speak with me and ordered my escorts to search for Alice, then I stepped into the main room of the inn.

[sleepinginice]

i am going on holiday for two weeks so i will be inactive sorry. xxx

[sleepinginice]

Hey i am backf rom france sorry to have interrupted this , if u wnt to carry on then go ahead, if not i am writing a story about this sort of time period anyway.