In the small town of Refuge nothing is as it seems Refuge is a town where some people get a second chance and for others who were outlaws in their past it is their only and last chance. Refuge is a town between heaven and hell.

This is a second generation selection rp.

Just a little roleplay from the part of my mind that is a tad crazy. Chaos and Disharmony reign supreme, what can one who thrives on logic and order do in this little world of mine? Certainly they'll go insane? Perhaps they'll find something with a little logic and order to it, latch onto it and never let go? Or maybe they'll simple change that of which they need to survive? Who knows, I am merely a little voice that helps create a little chaos in a story that is boring. No story is without conflict and choas and no story is without logic and order. The two go hand and hand, or hoof and hoof, or whatever you tend to lean toward.

Hallo! It's been a while since I made a roleplay on here. Oh and the title of this roleplay is also the title of a little story idea that I haven't quite gotten to. Anyway, this is a roleplay for all to join and have fun!

Exactly what the title says. I welcome all to this story in the making. It's based on a story prompt I have in mind called "A Demon's Temptation".

Today it is the first of January, 2070. Fifty three years ago, powers did not exist. Fifty three years ago, we were not born with voices in our heads. Fifty three years ago, we did not have Meld. To the people of today, such a time, such a life is unimaginable, but that was the truth. Today, we live in a world where ideas can take physical form with the use of little more than an orange crystal, where illnesses and ailments are all but completely eradicated by the substance known as Meld. That is not to say that we live in a world where everyone is happy. In fact, the truth is far from it. It is no different than it was fifty years ago, or even a century. We are still ready to attack, if only with more advanced weapons, with better soldiers.

The King took his time examining the faces of each son. Even the youngest had come of age to be wed. The old king knew his time was drawing near. He needed to ensure the throne would remain in the bloodline should anything happen to his sons. The words the King spoke next had the 8 brothers glancing at each other in dismay. Their father was endangering them all while ruining the lives of 8 innocent women. They could not deny their desire for a woman though. And so the men agreed to their father's orders. 8 women would be selected to marry the princes.

In a world where monsters roam, there are children who can tame these beasts. They travel the world seeking fame and glory, but what will become of them when a great darkness awakens? Will their bonds stay strong or will they fail to protect the world?