(Added the warnings just in case of violence or swearing. I don't actively plan for anything that might require them)
Three kingdoms stand at odds, though none can agree why. Most will say the fighting is because of the stronghold being built at the intersection of the borders by the king of the most seafaring of the countries. Others suggest this reaction is too heated to just be about the border.
Nevertheless, the lands you are in are hot and dry. The ground is parched, cracked stone, and the sounds from the nearby village seem to swim through the waves of heat beating down on you from above.
(The magic in this world is pretty specific and really, really hard to use. The only people to whom the use of magic is easy and, in fact, unavoidable, are the people who were subject to a very complicated ritual before they were born. The only people who know for certain what that ritual is are high-ranking members of the Church of the Fifth, who are more than tight-lipped on the subject.)(If your character already has powers of their own or enchanted items both of those can still work here if you want them to, but if you'd rather have them stop working you can have that be the case too)
(@LittleLee)
War and Mourning (All warnings may apply)
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(Name: Arin Amarok
Age: 16
Description: He wears tight-fitting midnight blue leather armour with a golden collar beneath a large gray cloak. His hair is jet black and slightly spiky, falling below his neck. Generally, he's rather fair, with dark greenish-yellow eyes. The most notable thing about him is his remarkably good-looking features. He's extremely handsome without doing anything.
He fights with a weapon similar to a gwan dao, made of black and blue steel. Besides that, he keeps a short sword. As a fighter, he's very quick and well-muscled, though he looks slim. He uses ice magic, which has been quenched.
Personality: Quiet, broody type. He doesn't talk much, and usually doesn't care about people unless they're close to him. He's very coldblooded, but perceptive and highly intelligent.
So how will this work? Is it okay for him to have just been travelling around?) -
(Either that or he could have fallen through a portal of some kind if you like. Really how it got here is up to you)
(Name: Summer
Age: 17
Description: She's tall, with sun-kissed, lightly freckled skin and a bright, welcoming smile nearly always adorning her face. Her hair is white, not merely blonde, but completely lacking in any kind of color and usually tied back in a simple ponytail, typically with one or two strands of hair pulled from the front tied into the smallest of braids with ribbons and beads in them. These smaller braids are usually decorated with cool blues and greens that don't match the rest of Summer's ensemble, which is made up of leather garments too thin to be armor, but too carefully crafted to not be meant as casual clothing. Bright yellow, red, and orange beads and disks some may (if they are from a world with dragons) will recognize as dragon scales decorate her clothing along with carvings in the leather. She's wearing a strip of leather around her neck like a choker.
Powers: Her name is a tribute to the fact that her skin is incredibly hot to the touch, to the point of being dangerous if one keeps in contact with her for more than a few seconds. This is is also the case with inanimate objects, but she has learned to keep herself from starting fires, partially by wearing nearly only thinned dragon leather, and partially by using the other aspect of her power. She feels hot because she draws out cold, which she can then use to create ice, snow, or just cool down the air around her (think Queen Elsa but a little to the left). It's complicated. Her twin is the inverse, feeling cold but creating heat. This, obviously, was not clear when they were born, thus the names.))
(Name: Winter
You know who Winter is. She and Summer are identical except Winter has her braids and is wearing a lot of furs. Enough furs to cause a stroke in this heat. She's unbothered.)
Summer and Winter were in town, wandering from shop to shop hand in hand. -
Arin was exhausted but he didn't let it show as he walked into into the small village. He was disgusted by its poor looks, but kept walking until he saw a small inn. "Finally," he muttered, heading inside.
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The twins had booked a room at the only inn in town a while earlier.
"I am tired," Winter said.
Summer looked up from the cart of pendants she was admiring with a smile, "Let's head back to the inn then, hm?"
Winter gave a curt nod and turned, pulling Summer gently by the arm until she fell into step before her.
They walked inside.
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There was a burly man at the counter, looking bored in the nearly empty place. -
Arin slumped into a seat at a table in the corner. He held a mug of ale in hand, along with some bread, which he consumed ravenously.
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The girls walked inside and Summer spoke briefly to the man at the counter.
Winter, meanwhile, wandered into the dining area, her eyes scanning the tables with an intensity that suggested she saw something others didn't. She came to Arin's table and stopped.
"You are not from here." -
Arin was fiddling with his bag when the girl approached him. He glanced at her, then continued. "No, I'm not."
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"Where are you from?"
Summer was still talking to the man at the counter. -
"Someplace that doesn't concern you."
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She rested her hands on the back of an empty chair and tilted her head, "You must be from the north. I have not been there."
Just then, Summer appeared behind her, "I'm sorry," she said to Arin, "is she bothering you?"
Winter blinked, casting a glance at Summer. -
"Yes," he said curtly. "Please take her away."
He pulled.a flask out of his bag and took a deep swig. -
Summer dipped her head, "Come on Winter, we've got a room upstairs."
Winter was looking down as she turned, took Summer hand, and they left. -
Arin felt relieved. "One more ale," he ordered. It was unwise to keep drinking, but he was tired and sick of drinking water alone.
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A young boy brought him another cup of ale.
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