Dragon's Keep is a semi-lit/literate roleplay held on Discord.
It takes inspiration from fantasy and is influenced by mythology from around the world as well as our own minds.
Our current story takes place in Azielan, an eastern-influenced continent.
Characters in the roleplay are in a guild with the aim of protecting and helping others.
* Please note that this forum is only meant to be supplemental to the Discord server.
Main events and roleplay will still take place on the server. This is only here to help with further character interaction and development for those who may care for such a thing.
It can be quite a trial to have certain interactions on a server without them getting lost in the fray due to the time concerns. This forum was made as a way to work around that! 😊
--/--/2019 ✨ The Azielan update is here! ✨ Like the new design? The forums recieved a big makeover! There is also a new "Roleplay" category featuring both Nysa and Azielan. Heck to the freaking yeah, baby! ▫ Azielan takes place in the present and is open to all generations. ▫ Nysa is currently reserved for events preceding the fifteen year time skip and accessible by first and second generations only!
08/01/2018 ▶ ART TASK #6 — FORMAL WEAR Draw your OC in a dress or suit - it can be as fantasy-looking as you wish!
07/05/2018 Hey, you. Yeah, you. You who's reading this update! We just wanted to take a moment to thank you and the rest of the lovelies out there for the feedback on the forum. It's still very much a WIP right now. We're doing what we can to improve the site based on your feedback. Stay tuned. ❤️ 🧡 💛 💚 💙 💜 🖤
Post by Ashe🌟Lehanna🌟Natash on Oct 20, 2018 4:41:54 GMT -6
Since the eve of the queen’s murder and the death of her fellow keepers, Lehanna had found herself in a place of equal parts denial and devastation. It still felt as if the reality of their passing needed time to sink in… and really, it wasn’t until she attended the service and saw the tombs that she felt the true weight of it all bear down upon her.
She couldn’t say she truly knew any of them, but she knew they had others who did… friends, family, loved ones - those who were now met with a sudden empty space.
Her mind couldn’t help but to drift back to memories of her old man, in that sense… Lehanna had been there to see him go. She dug up the earth, prepared the coffin and placed him in his own grave - all by herself. Little compared to the feeling of placing one’s own “father” in their grave. The entire process, down to gathering every single stone and wildflower that truly sealed him away clung fast to her. The ceremony wasn’t quite the same, but it served to bring life to such memories...
Yet again, she was reminded of the harsh reality of death. The naivete of thinking “not yet” or “I still have time” when time was a gift. No one was exempt. Here today, gone tomorrow; you never knew when you may lose someone. You never knew what may be the unfulfilled dream, the promise unintentionally broken or the final goodbye.
A day or two had passed since the funerals…
Still rendered ever quiet, Little La and Maya set off to a familiar portion of the coastline one early morning. It was relatively small trek, the dragoness walking with her rider versus taking flight. The sight of the sea and feeling of the maritime breeze sifting through Lehanna’s dark locks from atop these rocky cliffs offered her solace. It reminded her of home; it was a relief, even if memories of home carried a bittersweet taste to them nowadays.
She’d hardly said a word yet another day, so it seemed. Not that her words hadn’t been entirely necessary and, to be honest, what could she say? Lehanna wasn’t really sure. She wasn’t any good with words as it was.
As the two sat, looking out at the sun-glossed waves rolling in and the clouds softly painting the distance, the silence remained. Maya peered over at Lehanna; her expression seemed just as distant as the horizon itself.
‘ You know… you can always speak to me if you need to, Lehanna. ’
The girl spared not a word physically or telepathically as her emerald eyes remained locked on the oceanic expanse before them. To the discerning eye, one might see a subtle contour from the inside of her lip being bitten, the muscles stiffening in her neck as she seemed to be fighting back tears.
“I know.” She finally answered the Haewen, only just managing to do so.
Though tempted to say more just to be able to hear Lehanna say something more, Maya staved the urge, allowing the silence to fall between them once more. At the very least, her rider knew the offer was open, should she wish to take it. Gently and with care, the length of Maya’s whip-like tail curled around Lehanna, the tip flickering and dancing along with the girl’s feet as they dangled from the cliff’s edge.
Ada ♡ Basel & Cyril (( We need a hug up in here stat, Bagel Man! )) Lehanna | Maya
Post by Ada ♡ Basel & Cyril on Nov 7, 2018 22:33:05 GMT -6
The past couple days had been the most difficult yet. Not only had he not been sleeping due to being haunted by the images of Pai and Aster’s murder, he didn’t have a home anymore. He returned to it having been reduced to charred rubble and he simply picked through what he could. For the time being, he left what little belongings he had with Cyril, the dragon a little less inclined to toss insults his way. Thank goodness! Ultimately, Basel had mostly kept to himself, occasionally offering what little comfort he could provide to anyone who wanted it. He found the chat he had with Alistar after the funeral had gone well and hoped that in time his bro would be on the mends.
That said, on his particularly dreary day, Basel wandered near the cliff by the shore, picking up rocks and tossing them into the rocking waves below. Soon enough he came upon a somber sight. Maya with her tail curled around Lehanna as they both gazed out at the grey ocean. He stopped for a moment, long enough to truly observe the silent scene before he decided to approach. He felt guilty for not having gone to Lehanna earlier but he couldn’t change that fact. So, he slowly made his way over, calling out to them in a soft tone.
Post by Ashe🌟Lehanna🌟Natash on Nov 8, 2018 18:56:49 GMT -6
For a good, long while, nothing more than the sound of ocean waves crashing against the rocks below filled what would have otherwise been a deafening silence - that is, until the sound of another, familiar voice broke that “silence.”
Lehanna had been in the thick of a ruminative daze, snapping out of it and glancing over somewhat expressionlessly. There was a light that returned to her eyes, however, in realizing who it was.
“Hey.” She returned the “hey” in her own Lehanna-like fashion, albeit, it was a little more softly spoken than most days.
The dragoness’ magenta stare loomed over to Basel just as well. It was no secret that these riders were suffering through their losses just as much as they had that tragic eve. Maya felt as if she had seen practically nothing but pain the past few days, Lehanna’s dear screaming bagel friend being no exception.
‘ Out for a walk? ’ The Haewen inquired further, having a pretty good feeling her daughter rider still wasn’t much for talking yet. She’d help speak for her, if need be.
Post by Ada ♡ Basel & Cyril on Nov 20, 2018 10:58:02 GMT -6
Lehanna’s simple greeting back was more than enough to invite him closer, so he approached until he stood right next to their sitting selves. A pang of nervousness seemed to rise within him as he didn’t want to sit just yet. What if she didn’t want company right now? He would completely understand if she told him to go away, so he remained in a convenient position to do just that.
“Yeah. I just needed a bit of a break from...it all.” He responded to Maya with a somber smile. “What about you two?”
Basel took a moment to study Lehanna a little closer, noticing she really wasn’t herself. Well, why should she be? After all, this was following one of the most devastating nights on this beautiful island. He also was made aware of the fact that he didn’t quite know all that has happened in her life either and perhaps there were other sorrows stirring within her? He recalled on the day of the funeral that he hadn’t really saw her among to riders that day, but perhaps it was due to the fact that he was too absorbed in his own loss to truly notice?
Ah, the guilt was too much and he couldn’t stand it. Basel decided to sit, finally, and he fiddled with a few pebbles. The chilled air swept up from the ocean made him shiver slightly before he cleared his throat. “I’m sorry I didn’t come find you sooner.”
Ashe🌟Lehanna🌟Natash Note: (( Soon! Soon the hugs will happen, I promise >.< )) Basel - Cyril
Post by Ashe🌟Lehanna🌟Natash on Nov 21, 2018 18:50:35 GMT -6
‘ Same story, different words. ’ The dragoness answered in a similar, albeit more riddling fashion of sorts, her tail softly flickering as her sights drifted back down to her rider. Needless to say, Lehanna didn’t bother to add much to the conversation. Not that anyone was expecting her to, at this point.
Given Basel’s appearance, however, one could see some indication of engagement as the girl’s eyes leapt about formations in the distance. It almost felt as if she was searching for something. Perhaps she was searching for the words she couldn’t find way out there?
Regardless, it would seem her friend was still eager enough to continue even still, taking a seat beside her. Lehanna glanced over, unable to help taking note of how he fiddled with the pebbles at his side. He really was a fidgety sort, wasn’t he? Though, it had to be said, the next thing he had to say had a way of puzzling her a little bit. Enough to coax some more words out.
“Sorry?” She asked, sincerely wondering why he’d apologize - for anything, really, much less “finding her sooner.” Whether or not he’d go into more detail, one could see La shake her head dismissively. “Don’t be.”
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