The Last Sorrow of Avalon
LORD DAVID is immortal, one of the undying, shining people of the citadel Avalon, which is behind the stars and beyond the fields we know. Avalon was an ancient place, slowly crumbling into ruin, and he would care not but for his wife, Lily, dying as their sun decays.
She is everything to him, his breath and the ground he walks on. Dying is uncommon to their people, and for all his science and magic and alchemy, he cannot slow or stop her passing.
Her body vanishes, but her soul is truly immortal.
In his grief he tears apart the very fabric of their universe, Opening further and farther away than any of their people ever could or ever dared before, in the process rending out all the people that still remained in that place, scattering them far and wide across the dimensions.
His curse for such a crime, then, is that he must keep moving, never stopping, never resting for long, until he should find the soul reborn that matches his own, at the correct time of life and correct learning to fully understand, and that she should recognise his face and believe his story.
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I've had this guy for a while! I've been trying really hard to write a bit of a flavour text for him, so I could put him up here and see if there was any interest!
I can play him, or Lily's sister, Hana, who searches for both of them to be reunited, but was blown far away by David's grieving rage. She's a warrior-priestess, and does not suffer fools gladly. She does what is needful.
I want people to play against them! Whether it's someone - in any world, in any time or genre - who finds David slowed by hunger or pain and helps him, gets involved in his story somehow, or even one of Lily's reincarnations, who you can play as you please. It would be nice to find someone for Hana, as well, since she's had little joy and less romance in her life.(They could be male or female or nonhuman themselves! It's the soul that matters, after all.)
The main plot would be to find a stranger, oddly accented, and strangely dressed - in Hana's case, wounded and actually armoured with a broadsword longer than most men are tall - and out of time and place, and to help them.
To myself, my name's Mal, and I'm a 29 year old trandude living on GMT time. If any of this interests you, please contact me at -
Email: bastloki@gmail.com
Skype: lilacsofthdead (please please please mention where you found my handle, or else I'm unlikely to contact you back)
(I only RP via gdocs or email, but I LOVE hearing from people and chatting and plotting via IM.) Hope someone's out there!