#rpg acotar

[cofa-rpg]

Bonjour. Je viens vous présenter le projet sur lequel nous travaillons avec mes co-admins et moi : COURTS OF FALLEN ANGELS. C'est un forum RPG de fantaisy dérivé tout droit de ACOTAR/ACOMAF ; les deux premiers tomes de la saga. L'intrigue se passe 5 ans après la fin du tome 2, et ne reprend donc pas les évènements du tome 3. Après avoir échoué à détruire le chaudron, Feyre et ses amis sont non seulement séparés mais observent impuissants le Roi d'Hybern prendre le pouvoir et créer le Nouvel Hybern. Prythian est alors devenu le nouveau terrain de jeu d'un haut roi cruel tentant de conquérir la moindre parcelle de territoire restante, autrement dit le territoire mortel. Dans l'ombre, le feu de la rebéllion commence à crépiter et certains groupes s'organisent afin de brûler les fondements de ce pays.

Le forum se veut être un forum à ambiance certes fantaisy mais aussi politique, traitant de sujets pouvant être sensibles. Il est donc réservé à un public averti.

L'univers sera bien mis en place dans diverses annexes permettant aux néophytes de s'intégrer et de comprendre les divers tenants et aboutissants du monde. Aussi, vous avez non seulement la possibilité de créer votre personnage et de l'intégrer au lore mais aussi de jouer les personnages déjà pré-existants de l'univers. Les personnages s'intègreront dans les 7 cours déjà existantes (Printemps, Ete, Automne, Hiver, Aube, Jour et Nuit) plus celle d'Hybern, créée spécialement pour l'occasion. Alors, dans quel groupe serez vous ? Rejoignez-nous sur Discord et sur PRD pour le découvrir ✨

le discord : https://discord.gg/mvFFFrGmUr

prd : https://www.pub-rpg-design.com/t140867-courts-of-fallen-angels-projet-derive-d-acotar-base-sur-les-deux-premiers-tomes

[purplebyul]

Je suis toujours désespéramment dans l'attente de la petite soeur de mon personnage.

Pour expliquer un peu plus le lien, peut-être que ça motivera !

La petite soeur est une personne très nuancée, ou du moins elle peut l'être. Je n'ai pas mis de critères de caractère spécifique, outre le fait qu'elle possède une certaine cruauté. En effet, elle déteste sa grande soeur (mon personnage) : lui balance les pires insultes au visage, se moque qu'elle constamment ou l'ignore complètement, lui envoie des sortilèges dans le dos. Une tyran cachée sous une attitude de princesse, car elle est littéralement vénéré par la famille Lovelace grâce à son don du troisième oeil, un don que beaucoup voulait avoir dans leur branche de la famille. Donc, soit elle peut adorer l'attention, vouloir redorer le blason familiale qui en a pris un coup et déteste sa soeur car elle est médiocre en divination ; soit elle peut détester Sybil car elle voulait mener une toute autre de celle qu'elle mène maintenant (fiancée sans son mot à dire, en cursus de psychomagie car c'est ce que ses parents attendent d'elle, etc) et parce que sa soeur est aussi nulle, elle est obligée de prendre tout le poids et la pression familiale sur ses épaules alors qu'elle est la cadette. La relation entre les deux soeurs est donc plus que tendue, chacune voulant voir l'autre disparaître de l'arbre généalogique.

Voilà ! Donc si ça intéresse, n'hésitez pas s'il vous plaît, elle est très attendue.

Bonjour !

Je viens faire de la pub pour un scénario que j'attends beaucoup et qui me tient à coeur.

REVELIO MAGICAE est un forum inspiré librement d'Harry Potter, possédant une école de magie au nom de Loranthas, avec quatre covens qui se mènent la guerre sans cesse.

Le contexte un plus détaillé :  À mesure que le temps gommait les anciennes croyances, le cœur d'Amentis s'est épuisé. Les dommages se sont faits subtiles, progressifs, puis de plus en plus concrets, jusqu'à se cristalliser en phénomènes inexpliqués. D'artefacts ensorcelés attaquant leurs propriétaires en lac emprisonnant dans la glace quiconque s'y baigne en plein été, les bouleversements climatiques et magiques s'amoncellent désormais en si grand nombre que la paix de l'île semble menacée. Au cœur de la débâcle, l'école de sorcellerie Loranthas, bien que massivement protégée par de puissants et ancestraux sortilèges, voit elle aussi ses remparts s'effriter.

N'hésitez pas à nous rejoindre, tous les membres sont des trésors et il est très facile de s'intégrer !

[decrescxndo]

Je vois de plus en plus de gens faire ça, et je suis assez d'accord avec la démarche alors : je refuse que mes créations soient utilisées sur des forums hp et/ou acotar.

Pour celleux pas au courant, l'autrice d'acotar (a court of thorns and roses - une cour de roses et d'épines) est zioniste (et aurait utilisé des tropes genants au mieux, dangereux au pire dans ses bouquins, mais ne les ayant pas lu, i don't know).

EDIT : on me relève aussi que Stephen King n'est pas tout rose non plus. J'ai fait quelques recherches rapides et effectivement il y aurait des choses racistes et validistes dans ses bouquins, donc je préfère aussi éviter de voir mes avatars sur ces forums.

[letsheresy]

encore une petite fournée pour mon très attendu scénario ♡

[revelio-magicae]

.·:*¨Revelio Magicae version 7 Aquarius season .˚ˑ༄ (février 2024)

Les exams c'est terminé (on entend les membres du fond qui soufflent de soulagement ♡) mais les brises hivernales sont toujours là et Loranthas scintille encore sous son manteau de neige. À peine libérés de la pression des révisions que déjà d'autres bouleversements viennent secouer nos sorciers et sorcières, il semblerait qu'il se passe quelque chose d'étrange du côté du Pavillon de la Brume...

Bannières & codage signés HERESY et pokemanchae 🪄

[ruins-rising-rpg]

Septième version

Un petit passage rapide par ici pour parler de notre dernière mise à jour qui est arrivée le weekend dernier ✨

Cette septième version est entièrement signée enfant sauvage, qui s'est inspirée de nos nouveaux events pour créer un sublime design et qui a agencé le codage pour un résultat tout en douceur avec quelques vibes automnales. Merci à @cavalierfou pour la colo de ouf 😇

tw: maladie, décès

L'été a été tranquille sur le forum, mais a quand même inclus un peu de mouvement pour la Cour de l'Hiver qui a enterré son Suprême suite à de longs mois de maladie. Un sujet commun entourant les obsèques d'Einar Asgeir se finalise et inclus quelques rebondissements de la part de sa progéniture qui est mécontente de ses dernières décisions.

Nous profitons de cette mise à jour pour lancer plusieurs sujets communs incluant :

Le tournoi annuel de la famille Monteserre au cours duquel celleux qui s'inscrivent pourront se mesurer à des adversaires dans des duels rythmés par des lancers de dés.

La fermeture de la saison sociale incluant un bal pour la haute noblesse et un festival pour le petit peuple. Ces sujets se veulent smooth et permettront à nos membres de faire un peu de ping pong en attendant l'annonce de l'identité de la prochaine cour régente le 30 septembre prochain.

Une mission organisée par l'une de nos guildes militant pour les droits des minorités et visant à voler l'une des reliques de la Mère pour causer un peu de chaos chez l'ennemi.

Nos membres sont déchaînés en rp depuis le début septembre et attendent encore beaucoup de liens 😈 Nous accueillons toujours les nouveaux membres avec beaucoup de joie ! N'hésitez pas à passer nous voir ! https://agameofpower.forumactif.com/

[purgatory-rpg]

Open Roles:

Rhysand

[surv1vor]

OPEN TO: fem 25+ CLOSED ; WILL BE REPOSTED ON @justsurv1vor in the future PLOT: silas is an immortal being with immense power who was formerly called and worshiped as a god. several hundred years ago, he fell in love with one of the priestesses who worshiped within his temple. he was planning to spend the rest of eternity with her before his followers lured him into a trap, killed his lover and bound silas to a mortal form, after which time he was imprisoned. he has now made a bargain to get him from his imprisonment and is faced with meeting the reincarnation of his long-lost-lover. this is meant to be acotar vibes with silas being similar to amren and trapped within the night courts prison but feel free to spin it into other fantasy-esque stylings.

hundreds of years spent within that infernal prison, yet the man ( the GOD ) had been incapable of breaking free from the magic that had soaked through the stones and deep into the earth that made up the island on which it sat. there was a war on the horizon ⸻ and they had released him only after he'd agreed to a soul binding bargain. help them win ( prove himself reformed ) and he could have his freedom. there had been no hesitancy in his acceptance ⸻ not when a chance like this might not appear for another millennia ( and once he was free there was nothing to stop him from hunting down and razing those who had betrayed him in years past to the ground ).

wandering about the court that was currently meant to be his host until the time he was properly called upon, silas had spotted an all too familiar face ( and couldn't stop as feet trailed to approach them ). had he been deceived so long ago, or had fate plucked his little lover ( his mate ) and placed them before him once more? "and who might you be, pet?"

[worldofhighfae]

Like Calls to Like

Edition #2: Naexi and Nesta

A/N: AKA What Would Happen If WoHF Characters Met Canon Characters. If you're new here hi! World of High Fae is a text-based rpg set in the Maasverse. You should join us, we have a lot of fun!

Disclaimer: World Of High Fae does not claim ownership of any of the characters or locations featured in ACOTAR or the greater Maasverse. Those are the intellectual property of Sarah J Maas. The only thing we claim to have created is the original character of Naexi Sylmaris.

Word Count: 3186

Genre: Fluff with a bit of Angst

Characters: Nesta Archeron (ACOTAR) and Naexi Sylmaris (WoHF)

Being called into a meeting wasn’t unusual- but the reason for this particular meeting was. Naexi had received a very cryptic message, with little more information than time and place. Naexi had just sighed at the message and showed up at the meeting with the rest of the Inner Circle. As it was explained why they had met, she sighed even more. Naexi had no trust in magical artefacts and saw them mostly as trouble. As Rosaceli explained what she knew of the artefact she’d found Naexi felt no different. Magic always tends to come with a price or some twisted catch- which is why Naexi avoided artefacts as much as possible. But she hadn’t even had an opportunity to protest before Rosaceli had flipped the golden timeglass over.

Feeling the shadows wrap her Naexi knew that the artefact was working, and she was not excited. But when she was finally aware enough to process her surroundings again the Inner Circle was nowhere to be found. She sighed loudly. Instead she saw a semi-familiar face looking at her in utter confusion. At least Naexi knew where she was- kinda. The Night Court.

Naexi looked around, assessing her surroundings. She had ended up in what looked to be a big private library in someone's house. Looking back at the High Fae infront of her, she knew exactly who it was. Nesta Archeron. The stuff of legends. Cauldon-Made High Fae, granted the power of death. This female wasn’t known for having a calm temper, Naexi knew that for a fact. It certainly wouldn’t help that Naexi wasn’t really levelheaded either.

“Who are you and how did you get here?” Nesta demanded. This was not going to be easy. How could she ever persuade a very hot tempered High Fae that this was by accident? And not even her accident at that! “It’s impossible to winnow into this house.”

“You’re not going to believe me but it’s quite a story.” Naexi sighed. Of course she would end up with the one person in history that she was both scared by and respected for their power. “It’s not like I intended to end up alone with the mistress of death.”

It was already clear that Nesta did not like Naexi’s tone, although she seemed at least a bit interested in knowing how Naexi knew so much about her. Naexi could feel how Nesta’s powers were ready to strike if needed. It would do he well to be careful. There was still an ice-cold flame in Nesta’s eyes as she addressed Naexi again.

“Try me.”

Naexi took in a deep breath.

“So, ehm… Someone in my court found a magic artefact that, at the time, seemed to not be too threatening- so she brought it to the rest of the Inner Circle to assess. But just as we got an idea of what it was, it got activated and I ended up here.” Naexi spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, not wanting to show too much of her feelings on the matter. “It makes you travel in time. I think it’s only temporary, so hopefully I’ll go back to where I came from soon.”

Now it was Nesta’s turn to roll her eyes.

“Believe it or not, but that wouldn’t be the first time something that seemed impossible happened around here.” Nesta snipped, unimpressed. “You still haven't answered my question- who the hell are you?”

Naexi sighed. She knew that a lot had happened in Prythian at this point in time, although she was still a bit unsure of specifically when in time she was.

“My name is Naexi Sylmaris. I am, at my point in time, the General of the Continent’s Armies and Spymaster for the Monarch.” Naexi introduced. “You are Nesta Archeron, oldest of the Archeron sisters and…”

She hesitated. Did Nesta know yet who her mate was? Maybe this is before that happened. She had to make sure before she said too much.

“Wait, where are we?”

Nesta did not look amused.

“What, you can’t figure that out yourself, as all knowing as you are?” Nesta sneered. “You seem to know so much about me already. You should know where I live.”

House of Wind. That had to be it. That’s why Naexi shouldn't be able to winnow in.

“… and Cassian’s mate.” Naexi sighed and rolled her eyes. “Sorry, for not wanting to spoil your life story for you. My bad.”

Was it really a bad thing that Naexi had hesitated? She didn’t know what she could or couldn’t say. It’s not like she was a frequent time traveller. How would she know what rules applied? She didn’t study the artefacts enough to be useful in this kind of a situation.

It didn’t seem like Nesta liked the mention of her mate. She looked angry and annoyed. Naexi didn’t really think that Nesta was the right person to be annoyed about the situation or anything that came with it. After all, it was Naexi who has been displaced to a random place with one of the most dangerous High Fae ever to exist. If she had at least ended up with Amren or Rhysand she could have asked them for help getting back home- and they could keep their temperament and powers in check. She wasn’t as sure about Nesta.

“Don’t talk about my mate like you know him.” Nesta snarled. “Don’t think you deserve to even have his name in your mouth, even if you have all those titles.”

Now Naexi got angry. What about any of what was happening didn’t Nesta get? She couldn’t be that… stupid.

“They aren’t just titled.” Naexi snarled back. “I actually earned them, unlike you. Think of what you did, what, a year ago? A few years ago? You had a sister as High Lady, and you acted as though that entitled you to the world.”

That clearly hit a sore point, but Naexi didn’t care. Why would she? If Nesta wanted to pick a fight, she would get one.

“If you were as bright as you claim, you would not have said that.” Nesta’s eyes were glowing- not in the same way as Naexi’s own could. This was a cold glow, and Naexi finally understood what the texts about Nesta meant. It wasn’t a normal fire that Nesta possessed. It didn’t match Naexi’s. Not even close. “You claim to know who I am and what I can do. You surely know that you shouldn’t push me.”

It made Naexi take a breath. Nesta was right- as far as power went there was a clear winner between them, and it wasn’t Naexi. She could never defend herself against… that. Her only shot was if she surprise attacked her. She only needed to hold on until she got sent back home again.

“I won’t if you won’t. All we need is to wait this out, and I’ll be gone before you know it.” Naexi glared. “You seem to think that I want to be here with you. This wasn’t my choice. So back off.”

“Back off? You’re the one invading my home!” Nesta almost screamed.

“I don’t want to be here! How many times does it take to get that through your thick skull?” Naexi screamed back.

“Don’t you dare insult me- especially not in my own home!” Nesta growled. “Push me and I will ensure this is the last place you ever visit.”

Naexi was too riled up to take that seriously, or realize the weight it held.

“Don’t you dare threaten me.”

Nesta took a seat in the chair behind her, with a dangerous smirk on her lips. The tonal shift was jarring, like being in the eye of a hurricane and knowing that if it moved even a foot you would be swallowed whole.

“On one condition.” Nesta mused. “Equal the playing field. You know about me, but I know nothing about you except for your name and titles.”

Naexi took the seat across from Nesta. She thought about it, and she could see where Nesta was coming from. Naexi would not have liked it if a stranger just popped into her home and knew everything about her life- even more than she knew herself. Even worse, she realized that she would probably have acted similarly to Nesta.

“Fine. What do you want to know?” Naexi sighed, hoping this would end soon.

“Let’s start with how you got those titles you’re so proud of.” Nesta said with a hint of disgust in her voice.

Naexi was in no mood to tell her whole life story. But she supposed she could just summarise it a bit for the sake of easing the hostility between them.

“Fine. In short, I’m an orphan. I never knew my parents.” Naexi rolled her eyes, clearly still irritated. “Growing up on the streets I learned a thing or two about how to not be seen. Eventually someone took me in, teaching me how to put those skills to better use. I climbed in rank until I finally reached the King’s Court. That’s how I became Spymaster. As for General… Let's just say teaching combat and warfare in the capital made it difficult to stay completely in the shadows.”

Finally, Nesta seemed to ease up. Maybe she reminded Nesta a little of Cassian and Azriel. They too were underestimated and impoverished for a long time.

“Fair enough then. They might not be undeserved titles.” Nesta sighed, masking her interest. “So you’re a peasant then?”

Naexi was still irritated, but for the sake of keeping things semi-peaceful she just answered in a short tone.

“That’s rich coming from you. You mate is a bastard.”

That did not go well with Nesta. Maybe Naexi shouldn’t play with fire after all.

“Don’t you dare talk about my mate like that. He’s-” Nesta didn’t get to finish as Naexi interrupted.

“... Prince of Bastards, Lord of Bloodshed, General of Rhysands army…” Naexi listed idly. “Yeah. I know. It’s you who put a meaning behind it, not me. I was just stating a fact.”

“You could be one too, you know. A bastard.” Nesta sneered.

“I’m not.” Naexi’s tone was ice cold. She recognised that Nesta was trying to rile her up, but she wouldn’t let her win that easily. “I got to know about my parents eventually, when I found my twin sister.”

“Your twin sister?” Nesta laughed and rolled her eyes, her tone quickly shifting to annoyance. “Of course you have a sister. You’re just looking for things we can relate over, aren’t you?”

“I’m not looking for anything.” Naexi scoffed. “You just pointed that out. Not me. There are plenty more similarities between us, but I haven't pointed them out have I?”

“Go ahead then. Tell me more.” Nesta rolled her eyes at Naexi again, but Naexi just ignored the attitude.

“Well, my sister also happens to be the mate of our Monarch.” Naexi listed, before glaring at Nesta. “But don’t you dare to imply that that affects my position. I was in place before the coup.”

“The coup?” Nesta raised a brow.

“There was a coup, and my sibling-in-law usurped the King.” Naexi shrugged. It was a small detail in the broader spectrum of her life.

“And you stayed in the new court?” Nesta blinked

“Clearly.” Naexi scoffed, before moving on. “Our temperament seems to be similar. Just like you, I don’t hold much affection for my sister's mate, but I do respect them a lot. We’re a bit like you and Rhysand- although I have never treated Bryn with that level of disrespect.”

Naexi snarled the last word. But Nesta just had a wicked smile.

“You haven’t mentioned your mate.” Nesta threw the statement in Naexi’s face. “Most fae can’t stop talking about them, thinking about them… if they have one, that is. You don’t have one, do you?”

While it was true, it didn’t hurt any less. It was a really sore spot for her. The people that surrounded her almost daily all had mates, but here she was, still alone. It was Naexi’s turn to get angry.

“So? At least I haven’t made everyone around me hate me.” Naexi fumed. “That’s what you seem to be an expert in!”

Naexi’s eyes were glowing, just like Nesta’s had before. However, not as strong, and in a completely different colour. Like flames, showing her magic’s affiliation to fire. Naexi’s insult did get to Nesta, but only for a short second as Nesta’s attention switched to her eyes.

“I guess that is a similarity too… and a difference.”

Naexi calmed down a little at that and thought about her circumstances for a moment. How could she not have realised it before? Maybe this was the whole reason why she was here. Nesta was her match from the past. Naexi had always thought that she related quite a bit to Azriel, but they really weren't that similar in temperament or philosophy- just in occupation. She and Nesta, however…

“That’s why I ended up with you?” Nesta just chuckled. “The cauldron really likes some irony.”

“Tell me about it.”

The pair kept quiet for a moment before Naexi decided to break the silence.

“How is your training going?” She wanted to know if Nesta had gone through with the blood rite yet, and she couldn’t really handle the awkwardness between them now that they saw eye-to-eye. She almost preferred it when they were at each other’s throats. She supposed Nesta probably agreed.

“Fine.” Nesta barely looked at Naexi when she spoke. “I’m a Valkyrie, if that’s what you are asking about.”

“It was.” Naexi admitted. “I’ve always found Valkyries fascinating. The female who brought the artefact is one and she’s very impressive. I’ve never dared to try mastering it.”

That piqued Nesta’s interest. All of the sudden, Naexi had all of Nesta’s attention. Maybe they had some common ground.

“Really? Why not?”

“I didn’t have someone to teach me.” Naexi shrugged. “And now that I do, I just never find the time.”

“Well, that’s a shame.” Nesta almost smiled slightly. “If you stayed perhaps I could have taught you something.”

“That would have been quite nice, actually.” Naexi returned the slight smile and almost chuckled. She was starting to like this part of Nesta. “Maybe we could have found something I could have taught you too. I am, after all, like… a hundred years older than you.”

“Wait, how old are you?” Nesta blinked.

“Ehm..” Naexi had to think for a second. “127…”

She chuckled slightly at the irony of the situation. She was the one from the future, but at this moment in time she was the one who was older.

“Then you are like a century older than me.” Nesta chuckled slightly back. “Wow, here I thought we were about the same age. I guess I forget sometimes about the fae ageing so slowly.”

Naexi was about to say that she could understand why, since she lives with both mortals and fae. It’s really hard to keep track. But maybe that shouldn’t be mentioned. While she was in that frame of mind she made a realisation.

“You are not asking me about your future, or anyone else’s. Why?” Naexi asked, very curious.

“I don’t want to know.” Nesta had a much more serious tone now. “I at least want to pretend that my future choices are my own, even if they aren’t.”

Thinking about it, Naexi couldn’t help but agree.

“I understand and respect that.” Naexi nodded. “I’m realising I wouldn’t want to know either.”

Nesta seemed to be deep in thought for a moment, before she spoke again.

“You know what would have been fun? You and me sparring Cass and Azriel.” Nesta chuckled at the thought.

Naexi chuckled too.

“That would have been fun. But let's be honest, Cassian can barely handle one of you. Imagine two.” She laughed and Nesta also started laughing.

It was nice that they could finally laugh together. They probably could have been close friends- although if they fought for real it would probably have destroyed this whole house. So it was probably better for everyone that they lived in different parts of the timeline.

“Cass is definitely going to have a good laugh about this, until I tell him about your occupation.” Nesta smirked. “Then he’ll probably get insulted, big Illyrian baby. Az will just laugh.”

“My friend would get so jealous if he heard about this.” Naexi giggled back. They’re almost like two teenagers hanging out, laughing about stupid boys. “He idolises Cassian. But I’m guessing that I’m not going to be allowed to talk about it.”

As they were laughing, some glasses poofed out of nowhere, filled with wine. Nesta just let out a low “thank you” as Naexi just looked stunned.

“Me and the house are good friends.” Nesta chuckled and looked up at the ceiling and then around the house. “So the house provides me with things that I ask for or it thinks I might like or need. Wine was definitely a will like.”

Naexi still had a stunned look but chuckled too. She took one of the glasses and took a sip. The house picked a really good wine.

“Your house knows good wines. I’m impressed.” The lights around them flickered, almost like the house responded to her. Once again, Naexi looked stunned and Nesta just giggled.

“It does.” Nesta sighed contentedly. “Tell me, what’s it like being Spymaster? Or a spy in general? It’s not like Azriel speaks much about it.”

After taking another sip, Naexi answered.

“Honestly, it’s a bit lonely. You always pretend to be someone you’re not, so eventually it's hard to make a difference between the character and yourself.” Naexi shrugged. “But I tend to just bury myself in work. Then there isn’t really a problem. But also there’s not really much of a social life outside of work, which can suck.”

“I can relate to hiding from your problems, even if I’ve never had to be a spy.” Nesta hummed. “But that never ends well. I’m speaking from experience.”

Naexi nodded to Nestas words, agreeing with her. She was right, Naexi just didn’t want to deal with it.

“Damn, I almost wish I could just stay here instead.” Naexi half-heartedly joked. She didn’t have that much to return to, and she could learn so much here from legendary people. Not only Nesta, but the whole of Rhysands Inner Circle.

“I might have even welcomed your company- until you started annoying me too much.” Nesta joked back. They both laughed.

This was something Naexi had missed without even realising she wanted it- just sitting with someone you call a friend and laughing. It was pleasant.

All of the sudden, Naexi started feeling those familiar shadows surrounding her. All she had time to say was, “It was nice meeting you Nesta.” before they surrounded her completely and she was back at the round table, together with the rest of the inner circle. Naexi sat in silence until she could finally hear Bryn’s voice.

“Anyone have particularly fun stories to share?”

[dragonwars]

Hello, hello! Thank you very much to our followers and to the kind messages we have received over the last couple of months. We are very sorry that we disappeared for a while as all three admins had sudden life priorities (aaah internet woes) but we are very much stable now and would like to create a fantasy roleplay.

Firstly, we want to ask the community which three ideas are most intriguing or please let us know if you have any yourself!

We are experiecned in creating high fantasy roleplays (maps, lore, and all) with lots of magic, action, and adventure as core themes, with grimdark/serious themes too. We really want every character to have a special plot role. Everyone should feel involved and treasured. We also do not like application forms. It can cause a lot of anxiety and work to some writers, and we really want to trust every writer, and make it as stress free as possible.

StrawPoll below!

[the-gamling-dog]

an rpg that crosses Werewolf: The Forsaken with A Court of Fey and Flowers. Call it Faeral.

[amth-reblogs]

COURTS OF FALLEN ANGELS

Bonjour. Je viens vous présenter le projet sur lequel je travaille et pour lequel deux futures membres ont la gentillesse de me donner de l'aide : COURTS OF FALLEN ANGELS. C'est un forum RPG de fantaisy dérivé tout droit de ACOTAR/ACOMAF ; les deux premiers tomes de la saga. L'intrigue se passe 5 ans après la fin du tome 2, et ne reprend donc pas les évènements du tome 3. Après avoir échoué à détruire le chaudron, Feyre et ses amis sont non seulement séparés mais observent impuissants le Roi d'Hybern prendre le pouvoir et créer le Nouvel Hybern. Prythian est alors devenu le nouveau terrain de jeu d'un haut roi cruel tentant de conquérir la moindre parcelle de territoire restante, autrement dit le territoire mortel. Dans l'ombre, le feu de la rebéllion commence à crépiter et certains groupes s'organisent afin de brûler les fondements de ce pays.

Le forum se veut être un forum à ambiance certes fantaisy mais aussi politique, traitant de sujets pouvant être sensibles. Il est donc réservé à un public averti.

L'univers sera bien mis en place dans diverses annexes permettant aux néophytes de s'intégrer et de comprendre les divers tenants et aboutissants du monde. Aussi, vous avez non seulement la possibilité de créer votre personnage et de l'intégrer au lore mais aussi de jouer les personnages déjà pré-existants de l'univers. Les personnages s'intègreront dans les 7 cours déjà existantes (Printemps, Ete, Automne, Hiver, Aube, Jour et Nuit) plus celle d'Hybern, créée spécialement pour l'occasion. Alors, dans quel groupe serez vous ? Rejoignez-nous sur Discord et sur PRD pour le découvrir ✨

[prythian-hq]

Co-Owners

Hello!

I've been mulling over bringing this group back to life over the last few months. I'd love to have a hand or two to help me with the large task of creating a thriving group.

Interested? Shoot me a DM.

[letsheresy]

compte à venir sur revelio magicae, on est faible ici 👀

[revelio-magicae]

.·:*¨Revelio Magicae ouvre ses portes.˚ˑ༄

Nous sommes ravies (et un peu émues il faut bien l'avouer) de vous présenter enfin le forum, après de longs mois de travail il est prêt et n'attend plus que vous ! Merci à tous ceux et celles qui nous ont suivi dans ce projet, merci à vos retours et vos likes, qui nous ont encouragé et motivé d'avantage. Bienvenue à tous nos futurs magicien.nes qui le découvrent peut-être tout juste. On a fort hâte de vous voir parmi nous et on espère surtout que le forum vous plaira et saura vous inspirer de jolis écrits. À tout de suite, sur Revelio Magicae 🪄

[ruins-rising-rpg]

Neuvième mise à jour

Ruins & Rising s'est refait une beauté la nuit dernière, et j'en profite pour vous donner quelques nouvelles ☀️

Cette huitième version est une nouvelle création de @enfantsavvage et est inspirée du retour de la saison sociale avec l'arrivée du printemps et sous le règne de la Cour de l'Été. La composition du header s'inspire d'une création de @moore-rpg avec l'aesthetic et la palette de couleur sur la partie droite des headers. Nous espérons que cette version plaira à nos membres ����

Nous entrons dans une période molle sur le forum. Nous profitons des vacances d'été pour prendre une petite pause niveau intrigues et événements. Il n'y a donc pas de lancement de sujets communs pour le moment, mais quelques nouveautés :

Le calendrier de la saison sociale a été posté afin de donner une idée de la timeline des événements mondains se déroulant à Elysium. Il sera mis à jour à mesure que nous recevons les ajouts de nos membres.

Les événements de l'hiver sont en cours de dénouement pour permettre de passer à autre chose.

Un nouveau groupe fait son apparition sur le forum pour regrouper les personnages qui n'ont d'allégeance envers aucune cour.

Une nouvelle édition de la gazette a été postée pour donner les dernières news en jeu et répandre des petites rumeurs pour créer un brin de ✨drama✨ entre les personnages.

N'hésitez pas à nous rejoindre ! Nous attendons encore beaucoup de personnages et plusieurs rôles importants sont toujours à combler. Ça nous fait toujours hyper plaisir d'accueillir des petits nouveaux parmi nous 💖