This is a very late reply, but yes, hello Rogue, I'm back to posting finally! xD  I thought this RP died, but apparently it hasn't yet, so I'll go ahead and post something.

(I'm @ing you, Cassandra, because I want to interact with Kaiden but I'm not sure if you're still keeping an eye on this thread.)

Cameron~

REWARD!
100,000 gold pieces for the one to find the missing crown and a cure to the king's ailment.
SEALED BY ORDER OF THE QUEEN.

I run my hands through my hair, rereading the sign again. The king is sick, eh? And they're offering 100,000 gold pieces for his recovery? I'm no medic, and I don't have much interest in gold. But this problem seems like an excellent opportunity for a good old-fashioned adventure.

After ripping the poster from its position on a tree, I flip my knife from one finger to another, heading further into town. Arriving from the woods, with such a rugged look, I know I'm not about to be stopped. 

First things first: I need information. I need to know how the king got poisoned, I need to know if these two events were connected, I need to assess his symptoms. 

I hurry to the center of town, where the castle looms. It's heavily protected, and I don't blame them. I stop by the first guard I see and hold up my poster. "I'm here about the missing crown. Is there somebody I can talk to?"

The guard raises an eyebrow. "Nobody not on personal business is allowed in the castle, mate."

"Too bad," I reply, flipping my knife again. "I thought your queen would be honored that Cameron Dragonheart was taking an interest in her proposition."

"You're - you're Dragonheart? Blimey - "

I ignore him and head further towards the gate. Most other guards don't stop me - apparently, if you've talked to one, you've talked to them all. When I reach the double doors, I tell the guards stationed there my name and show them my poster.

"Just a minute," replies one, slipping into the castle. She returns a few minutes later with a butler.

"Are you here to show me to someone?" I ask him as the doors swing closed behind us.

"No," he replies, in a posh, impatient voice. "I am here to be interviewed."

"Oh, don't waste my time," I snap. "I want to see the king."

"He's in no fit state - "

"The king."

"I must refuse."

I flip my knife hand up until the blade is pressed against his neck. Their curvatures are almost identical. "I'm not here to hurt anyone if I don't have to," I tell him firmly. "But it sounds to me as if you're refusing to give a trained professional the information they need to go on a case. How do you expect a solution if all I get to interview is a servant? There will be no hostility if I can see the king."

"V-very well," he replies, his jugular trembling. "I will take you to the king."

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The butler was not lying - the king is in no fit state to talk. He foams slightly at the mouth as he stares at me, incomprehension in his eyes. I sigh. "I'm not going to get anything out of you, am I?"

He opens his mouth once or twice, apparently in confusion. I shake my eyes and open the bedroom door.

I'm lost, I relise suddenly. The butler led me here, but, I realize, he said nothing about taking me out. I'm observant, but not observant enough to get myself around a castle that takes up at least an acre of sheer building, all with the exact same carpeting, lighting, and colors. I sigh and assume the best way to go is down.

But what is down? I wander through the castle, going that direction when I can, going anywhere else otherwise. Finally, I find myself in a corridor ending in only a door.

Sometimes these doors lead to stairwells. I push it open.

A boy is sitting in a library. He was engrossed in a book laid open on a table, but at the sound of my entrance, glances up. He has almost unnaturally pale skin and black-brown hair. I stop in the doorframe. "Sorry," I say. "Didn't know where I was. . . . Are you Prince Kai - "

Before I can finish my question, a guard steps in front of me, sword unsheathed.

Caramel Star, Dan Brown, Kyoto, The Writer, Rose Bud, Sam B, Punzle, Aspen, Cassandra, THIS DIDN"T DIE YET COME BACK PLEASE

Korryn will come through your window!!

Korryn: *Lifts eyebrow* Um, okay... *Shakes head in confusion*

Also does anybody want to ship their charrie with Korryn? She's straight BTW. :) 

Wait so who's making the post?

I've decided to make Korryn 16. 

Korryn~

I slip my elfin fingers under the window with ease and slowly lift it up. Suddenly, a bolt of magic shoots past my shoulder, nearly singing half of my hair off. My irises turn completely grey as I turn my elfin eyes into my dragon eyes. The darkness parts as my draconic night vision activates, revealing a yellow-scaled Flavusdens. He raises his gun again, but before he has time to shoot my skin turns to silver scales, gleaming faintly in the moonlight, and my hair hardens into horns. An armoured tail sprouts behind me, but no wings. I'm going for humanoid lizard instead of huge reptillian beast. I dart into the room, dogding a shot from the reptile's gun. I swipe it out of his hands with my claws, but he grabs me by my left wrist. Twisting my arm, he locks me into a tight bear hold. He whispers in my ear.

"Sssso. Who are you?" He gloats at the fact that he defeated me, as he should. For a little bit, I'll give him this triumph. I smile.

"Not your prisoner!" Grabbing the hand that holds my left arm, I twirl out from under his grasp, my now forked tongue flicking. He growls and lunges for his gun, but I step in his way. He stops.

"So. Who are you?" I say with a smile. This reptile is a worthy opponent, a lot more worthy than the last few people I've had the pleasure to fight. He snarls.

"Ssssstillo. Ssstillo Flavenlax. And you?" He seems genuinely intrigued now.

"Nobody of consequence." I state smugly. He smirks.

"Well then, let me guessss... Hmmm... From what I ssssaw... An elf-dragon... Interessssting." He puts on a hilarious face of mock contemplation.

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@The Writer, would it be possible if you would like to ship our charries? :)