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Aslahari
This thread is about a city in the Southern Deserts called Aslahari, which translates to be Desert Flower. It is a beautiful city with towering palaces made of rose colored glass and quartz.
The government leaders are called the Flames, and people are based on ranks. Your rank is defined by your understanding of The Ignis, or fire speak. The Flames have total control over fire and can talk to it fluently.
People can write about:
-Government
-Wars with neighboring cities
-Trade
-Nobles
Or whatever you want
Also, before people say that this would be better on an Inkwell RP, this city has things to do with Kyngdom. The people trade with people from Kyngdom, and BIG has been trying to take over Aslahari for years. Also, the desert where Aslahari is located is the origin of many of the dragon species that populate Kyngdom.
Have fun!
submitted by Sienna, age 17, Aslahari
(August 25, 2016 - 8:10 pm)
(August 25, 2016 - 8:10 pm)
I look back at Aslahari. I moved my troops out before the final bloodshed, and I thought that was wise. But I wanted to help Aslahari more. Cities, especially allies, help eachother. But to a certain extent.
"Sealia!" I shout. "Rider! Green! Torik!
All four captains of the east side of my troops run up to me.
"You're in charge. Scatter yourselves through the army, and get them safely home," I say.
"Where are you going?" Sealia asks.
"I'm going to Aslahari as a, 'commoner'", I reply. "To see what I can do to help."
"There's nothing much left of the city," Green replies.
"Yes there is," I respond.
"What?" Torik asks.
I look back at Aslahari. "People filled wih terror."
(October 26, 2016 - 6:04 pm)
That whole episode with the prince of Aslahari absolutely terrified me. Shortly after, I left the tree and sprinted as quickly as I could to the borders of the city now conquered by Catastrophe. I have reached them now, and have not yet even glanced behind me. I have never seen such horrible events as I did here these last few days. Despite my love of helping people and animals, I wish to never come back. To many ugly memories have I made here. I reach the gates of the city just as I hear a canon fire in the square, and I grimace to think of why it may have been set off. I walk Alaina the dusty road out of the city, and hope the citizens will live, but not even I can help them in a disaster this grand.
I'm sorry Aslahari
No one can save you now.
(October 28, 2016 - 5:33 pm)
Alright Alashri, everyone inside the city is a traitor. You are all under arrest. Please surrender, lest we unlease the full fury of the Aether Lands.
(October 28, 2016 - 9:40 pm)
Had free time, so I drew Sienna.
(October 29, 2016 - 7:33 am)
I pull up a hood over my blue hair and walk towards the city. I am almost there when I hear a voice.
"...traitor...under arrest...surrender...."
A minute later, I arrive at the town square. I see people being shot, but the other people are just standing there. I guess they have nowhere to run. I slip into the crowd without being noticed. Just then, a soldier shouts above the crowd to another soldier.
"Alright, I've had just about enough of this!" he exclaims. "Take the women and children to the old ballroom and the men to the dungeons!"
At this order, soldiers push and shove us aside to control the crowd. In the midst of the chaos, a girl with light, curly brown hair, maybe 6 or 7, runs up to me and clutches my legs, burrowing her head in between them. I'm suprised and almost fall back.
She looks up at me. "Can you help me find mommy?"
Another girl with the same curly hair, but more red, and about 12 or 13, runs up to the younger girl.
"Thara!" she exclaims. "There you are!"
"I'm asking her if she can help find mommy, Coura," Thara says, looking up at me.
"Mom's probably dead," Coura says.
"No she's not!" Thara exclaims.
Coura looks up at me, hesitant. She pulls Thara off of me. "Who are you?" she asks.
"Someone here to help," I reply.
"What's your name?" Thara asks.
I might as well tell somebody my secret. They have to know I won't harm them, and I need someone to back me up if someone doesn't believe who I am.
"Truth is," I say quietly to Coura. Thara stands on her tip-toes to listen. "I'm one of the rulers in line to rule Mer, so a princess or whatever, and I fought my army here. I came back to help more, but be disguised as a villager. My name is Harbor, but for now, please call me Rega."
Coura and Thara nod, and we're all shoved into the crowd of everyone being led to the ballroom.
(October 29, 2016 - 7:47 am)
Evil is being fought with evil. Elliot is evil. I daresay Catastrophe has less evil.
Catatrophe, I hate your guts. But I want to work together to fight Elliot. He has gone mad. Please?
(October 29, 2016 - 9:30 am)
What in the world is going on?
(alternative exclamations: What in Kyngdom? What in the Kyngdom? What in the world of Kyngdom? What in the name of Kyngdom? What in the name of Sylvia?)
(October 29, 2016 - 5:37 pm)
Yes, Angelena.
(November 2, 2016 - 12:59 pm)
I watch my troops swarm towards Alashri. Good. Everything is going to plan.
(November 2, 2016 - 9:30 pm)
We feel a slight rumbel at our feet as we head towards the ballroom. We turn to see what looks like small specks growing in number and creating dust. Many captains and soldiers fall back to the progressing army, building up blockades to attack. We are waved away, and many retreat to the ballrooms. But I know the ballrooms will not be safe. Too easy to invade, with no other escape routes. I grab Thara and Coura, a bit to there protest and lead them down an alley, small enough but open enough so we can see all that is going on outside. I grab many broken things and rubble to build up a small fort.
"If they advance towards us, run," I say. "But if they don't, stay. No where, but especially not the ballroom, is safe right now. Stay with me. Okay?"
"Okay," they both reply, nodding in agreenment.
I smile at them, then regaining a straight face and peering over the fort. The soldiers are calling for more back-up. Whatever army is coming is large, and they mean to take over Aslahari.
(November 2, 2016 - 10:02 pm)
Really, Elliot. Really?? I hate your guts. I really do. (NOTE: No offense was meant to the writer of Elliot at all!!!!! JusT to Elliot. )
Trill~
I'm about to march out of the disheveled Aslahari when I hear voices ringing loudly from inside.
"...traitors....capture. .." I don't hear to hear anymore. I whisper to Tani next to me.
"TAni, I'm going back to Aslahari. Someone else awful is there. Dnot tell Ronan, PLEASE." (Cam be changed from Tani if wished) Tani nods hesitantly and I spin around, heading quietly back to the city.
I step into the boundaries of the city, peering in through the cracked outer wall, immediently spotting the remaining citizens of Aslahari heading to the ballroom. For a moment, I see a slash of blue hair in the crowd, but it's gone quickly. I slide in my green eye contacts and bush my hair into a ponytail, filling it with leaves and sticks. I also roll in the dirt. My clothing already has blood on it, so no need for that.
I sidle inside the town and join the group of citizens going to the ballroom. ONce again, I am Trill Woodhena, Undercover.
BUT if anyone asks?
Call me Cora.
Alia~
The darkness surrounded me on all sides, pressing closer and closer. So this was death. Then, it brightened. What was happening?
"GReetings, Alia."
My mom.
"Cora..Mom?!" I cried. We ran and embraced. My mom had died awhile ago, and I missed her still.
"You have a choice here. YOu can continue on and die here-" I shuddered.
"-OR you can relive."
"Relive." I said quickly.
Mom nodded slowly. "THis is the last life you have, Alia. Use it wisely."
I nodded silently and closed my eyes. When I opened them, there was a girl standing above me while I layer on the ground.
"WHO are you?!" We asked at the same time.
"Alia." I replied.
"Cora." The girl replied. NY head swirled with memories.
(November 3, 2016 - 4:28 pm)
This is interesting and all, but I'm still confused as to what's going on.
Mexi says grag. I agree. I think. What does grag mean?
(November 3, 2016 - 8:07 pm)
I just have a question, is my Thara and Coura different from your Tani and Cora?
(November 3, 2016 - 8:31 pm)
I believe yes. They are different. Tani is someone Trill knew at bit, and she's masquerading as Cora, what she doesn't know is that her name brings back memories for poor Alia, who's mother, Cora, was an Aslahari native. She's dead though. xD
(November 3, 2016 - 10:11 pm)
I watch as my army finnaly hits the walls of Alashri. SOo, I will rule this location. The I can focus on the world. Airships fly from overhead. Good. THis is good.
"Catastrophe: you never should have broken that trade agreement." I yell.
And more good news. That stupid "Army of Mutants" has gotten my charges. Soon, they too will fall.
(November 6, 2016 - 6:38 pm)