Disclaimer: While I do have an outline, this is a first draft/proof of concept situation. There will be many errors and things like personality options, and further expansion of the world around you, will be expanded once the first draft is done. Thank you for understanding.
Intro
So let’s be real, we all read fanfiction that followed the prompt of “Help, my parents sold me off to [insert boy band/ celebrate crush/ tumblr sexy man of the week)!”, but unlike those fanfictions, you weren’t sold off to your hot crush. After a life in isolation, your father, the king, sells you off to marry the prince of another country. With nothing but two guards, you make your way to meet the dreaded fate of marriage. Along the way, you will make friends, learn the truth about your kingdom, and find yourself in positions much worse than a forced marriage. One can only pray for your survival.
In this game you will explore your kingdom and what happened to the magic realm. It will include sensitive topics, and possible explicit content in the future.
The game focuses on interpersonal relationships.
What else?
Play as Male, Female, Nonbinary (option to customize your pronouns, future trans options planned)
Date one (or more) of your 7 friends
Play as straight, queer, poly, mono, or just be aro or ace
Be a total ass to your spouse or just accept your fate
Old and grumpy, TK is 15 years your senior and has been serving the palace your entire life. They are stoic and devoted to the crown, they take their job more than serious, sometimes they can even parental or possessive. Underneath their blank face, you know they care for you, and they always will.
They are 6′3 and have ashen honey hair, curly and cutting off just above their eyes. Pale green eyes set deep against their ivory skin. They hide almost all of their skin with layers of clothing.
Young and curious, Sammy is just a year younger than yourself, they can be naive and easy trusting. They’re optimistic and want to impress you and all their friends. Sammy has a lot to learn, and they’re more than eager to do so. With enough care and time, Sammy will grow into a great protector.
Sammy is 5′9 with very short black hair. Against their warm beige skin tone, their monolidded eyes are a deep reddish brown. They wear simple robust clothes.
Sammy is ace and sex neutral.
(Great if you don’t enjoy angst)
Alia (she/they) (afab)
A quiet person, she keeps to herself, but always stays polite, she is a shrine maiden and TKs friend. She is a peacemaker at heart, and tries to deescalate every situation. She would be considered one of the strongest magic users, if she would ever use it. She is about six years your senior.
Alia is 5′3 and has bronze hair that is cut into a short wolf hairstyle. Blue eyes against satin freckled skin. She wears a lavender dress, with white clothing to cover her arm.
Alia is ace and sex repulsed.
(Great if you like slow burn)
Sascha (He/they) (Ftm)
He is about ten years older, but that can be quickly forgotten by how charming, egotistical and even cowardly he can act. He is not only a danger to you and your friends, but themselves too. He pulls danger from beyond your understanding into your orbit. He is a teasing smart ass that isn’t above blackmailing or hurting anyone. Not to forget that he committed the highest crime there is, stealing a magic companions.
They are 6′1 and have long grey-white hair that falls to his hips. He has very pale skin and ice blue eyes. He wears high quality clothes, and a golden jacket that fades into a deep red.
Sascha is ace and sex positive.
(Great test of your patience.)
Kate (she/her) (Mtf)
Just a few years older than you, she is noble and a healer, she is a loud and loving personality. With teasing smile, she cares deeply about everyone’s well-being, but will never be above calling anyone out.
She is 6′0, her chocolate goddess locs fall beneath her shoulders, the curls fading into a pink color. Dark deep brown eyes against warm yet ashen honey skin tone. She wears pink toned dresses and many accessories.
(Great if you like women.)
Mikhail (he/they) (amab)
The prince of Riag, your spouse, and the second general. His easy going and considerate personality makes it hard to grasp, that he is celebrated by his own soldiers and nobles of his country, deeply feared by anyone outside his country. A war criminal for his country. Beloved warrior, lover of war. He is only a few years your senior.
Mikail is 5′7 and their dark brown hair would fall to his shoulders, if it wasn’t pulled back into a ponytail. The tips of his hair fading into an earthy, almost blueish green tone, matching his eyes against his cool olive skin tone. He wears short clothing due to the heat in Riag and the many training sessions they have daily.
(Great if you believe everyone deserves a second chance.)
Gigi (she/her) (afab)
She promised Judgement Day.
Gigi is 5′6 and with ash blonde hair curling around her soft face frame, cutting off just below her ears, and light brown, almost hazel eyes. She wears primarily black with orange accessories.
Unofficial official RO Art/Ref
Since nOBODY came forth to draw anything. I felt pressured to do it /lh.
This is unofficial official art. This is canon unless you don't vi
Moodboards, color palettes, playlist for each RO here:
Listen, I tried my best at making these look good, but graphic design is my passion.
Here you'll find the general Color Palette, Moodboards
Maps and miscellaneous stuff:
Planning to add onto and update this as I create more. Currently planned to create and add nap of Riag, Ita, both Capitals, and other major
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Planning to add onto and update this as I create more. Currently planned to create and add nap of Riag, Ita, both Capitals, and other major cities when we get there.
Riag's escaped containment and is now a Dracthyr. Go from Dragon minion to Dragon minion amiright? Anyway yes my official main in WoW as well to no one's surprise, so I gotta.
Musing on Riag and Hearne. It was not love at first, second, or even fifth sight. It was love, not peacefully unfurling like a rose in spring. Not alighting like a petal on the skin. Or like the warm glow of whisky.
It was love red fanged and wild eyed, gnashing through the bars of its prison. Clawing itself out, until it's nails crack to the quick and there's more blood than paint on the door.
I sometimes forget, this man can do nothing in half measures. Ofc he wouldn't be able to fall in love normally. He reflects on it fondly but it was far from kind to him. It was love, and he loves, and he would do it forever. And it was kind eventually, but not at the start, especially since he was new to the whole emotion of it.
But sometimes I forget. I can't just lala love UWU like other characters - it's Riag and he's nothing but an intense mfer.
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The word 'soft' and 'Riag' rarely go together. He's just generally not that type of person, he can be kind, and is on the whole a good person, but is very very rarely 'soft'. The only real times he is (which is still far and few) is like the first 5-10 minutes when he first wakes up. But even that is reliant on:
A) did he manage to get fall asleep at all and blacking out from exhaustion doesn't count Riag
B) if he did fall asleep, was it nightmare free
C) if it was nightmare free, did he manage to get RESTFUL sleep and not flail all night like he was fighting invisible bats and accidentally bruise something
If all of those conditions are right, there are a rare few minutes when he first wakes up where he is arguably soft. The bright and loud impulse to always be on the alert is quieter, he doesn't instantly think of the worst conclusions. No rush to get up and charge headfirst into problems, fully wrapped in the warm, thick sleepy feeling.
have 7, 13, and 18 for riag, if you’d like! :D @kerra-and-company
Ty for the ask! Riag asks ahoy!
7. Their tickle spots
The backs of his knees are terribly ticklish as well as just down from the nape of his neck. Also his ribs are ticklish.
Also he will absolutely smack you with something if you try to tickle him since he is very ticklish.
(This is one of Short Red Hours secret weapons and he HATES IT).
13. What gets them flustered
Genuine compliments from people he trusts/cares for. Compliments from anyone else he just considers to be empty words but from people whose opinion he values? People who he knows wouldn't just say things for the sake of seeming pleasant? Brain overheats and he doesn't know what to do.
Cabbage.exe has stopped working. His 100% trust foils him, because he trusts completely he knows they wouldn't say it without reason but that means they have to think it's true and then ???
18. Things they’ll never admit
(I was trying to ask him about it and got the if I'd never admit it why would I be telling you?)
He's resentful of Ruby (plant) for doing a 'better' job of being Commander. Granted his view of better just means what the body count for Elder Dragons is but still.
He wishes he'd chosen some other form of magic, but death magic was the most obvious for baby Riag as Zhaitan is deathy - what better way to go after it than understand more about its realm? I mean I'm glad he didn't choose elemental magic, he'd set himself on fire too often, but still.
Death magic after an extended period of time just drains the user (who is living) and impacts their overall health. It's only since he's been retired that he's been made aware of it.
Riag's amusing because there's a ton he'll never verbally admit either to himself or others but there's obvious signs of it physically.
One of note is that he does *way* better in the company of others. He won't admit that he needs people but it's easy to spot if you look for it. Less likely to snap at people, posture softens gradually, some of his dork sense of humor comes out of hiding, passive glow emerges, and the annoyed mask of stoicism is more obviously a mask.
Obligatory Riag rambles, he's been marinating in my brain for the last few weeks so I have to squeegee out the build up every once in a while. So here it is! Under the cut to save everyone's dash since it's basically me going AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Part character study, part musings, all brain dump.
His whole nature is contradictory and it both captivates me and confuses me to no end.
He looks like spring (and tastes like it, if we're going with the whole smooch a 'vari get a plant flavor idea - his is a type of apple in this regards) but his energy is late winter and death. There's a weight to him, but he is wiry and lithe in form, that you can physically feel in his presence. He also feels it and is aware of his effect on people, it causes him to distance himself. He is just heavy. Even when he is bright, upbeat, or motivated, it's there as an undercurrent like gravity.
Believing himself to be something of a black hole of a person, drawing people in to either slow/weigh them down or pull them under the event horizon. He would argue and seethe with it that he wasn't always like this.
Once, not as long ago as it feels, he was spring. He was the rising of the flowers and the swaying of petals and the pollen filled air of May. He was sunlight on cool, damp ground and birds singing with their hearts in their throat for all the world to hear their laughter most golden. He was the light brush of sunrise over dew laden fields. He was motion and promise and action and progress. He was, he promises he was.
But now he is not and he feels every moment of it. Part of this comes with the territory of his Dream connection being very nearly severed. That innate feeling of Growth/Life/Spring/Potential from the Dream is basically gone. Now he is death, wearing the skinned pelt of life and he is Winter clinging to the decaying remnants of last spring. He can't find fault or blame for anyone who doesn't want to stay for the dark part of the year. He understands their distance and is distanced from himself, too.
There are so many things about his relationships (platonic and romantic and with himself) that compel me. One of the main ones is the classic, 'will people still love me if I am not who I used to be'. Riag has changed in a lot of ways, both physical and mental/emotional. I still defend that he's one of my most aesthetically pleasing kids (handsome bastard) but it's undeniable that a certain vibrancy is gone. Not exclusively physical, though his coloring has shifted over the years, but just an aura. He used to have a certain energy of success and determined heroism, an aura of victory that would carry anyone in it. Even if they didn't want to be swept up in it.
Yet he's not a beacon anymore, just a steady - somewhat dim - peach glow. All that he used to hold proud about himself is gone and yet he remains. But it's the finding of being worthy of love even if you don't believe it that sticks with me the most. Being cherished even if you aren't who you thought you would be. Not this neutral benign acceptance, damn it, but actively loved and appreciated.
It's even just him having to come to terms with the surreal state of other people finding value in you when all that you loved about yourself is broken and gone. And yet he remains, though he's not sure why and there's no clear path ahead of him. Riag's never been about 'finding yourself again' because that implies that the self is a concrete, set idea. When it's not, the self is ever changing. However, he hadn't had the luxury of such introspective thoughts until he was put out of commission.
Him having such a strong identity of himself - only to have it completely shattered - and then slowly and painfully realize that it wasn't as fixed as he thought. He just didn't have opportunity for anything else. Also the Dream sort of shaped him into thinking he had one set role, purpose, and perception of self. And then gradually living with this idea he had crafted of himself being gone and continuing anyway. Not necessarily being 'okay' with it and not glad of it but enduring all the same.
So he is growth but he is also death. He is necromancy but also nature. He himself *is* and *isn't* at the same time. Spring in full bloom and the icy crawl of Winter.
ANYWAY HAD TO BRAIN DUMP
If you made it this far go get a drink of water, hug your pet/plushy.
