Moon´glade` n. 1. The bright reflection of the moon's light on an expanse of water.
“MOONGLADE” is a non-canon Fairy Tail rp. Our story begins in the northern continent of Giltena, more than 400 years after the “disappearance of dragons”. With a focus on the Kingdom of Valeria, a country with a deep history revolving around the Moon Dragon, you will be able to play a vital role in the development of this kingdom--unless you choose a different journey. In Giltena, revered dragons have chosen to walk among you, and villains posing as heroes litter both the royal courts and the city streets. Weary traveller, what will you bring to the kingdom? Forge your path, and push forward through a world of magic and dreams.
WATER DRAGON FEST
The portside Town of Elmina is holding their annual Water Dragon Festival in honor of the Water Dragon Waka. Water Dragon Waka is a known foodie, so there will be a cooking competition held by the city lord as well as a variety of street vendors set up to celebrate the festivities. Additionally, the royal family of Valeria will be holding a hunt in the nearby Pouring Rainforest in honor of this event. This forest is controlled terrain so they will be releasing captive beasts into it. Choose. Do you want to help or hinder with these activities? The choices are yours.
This skin was made by Pharaohleap of pixel-perfect. Moonglade is the ugly bastard child of Baby and Spade and is a Fairy Tail roleplay. A special thanks to Hiko for his contributions. Fairy Tail is created by Hiro Mashima. All images on site belong to their respective artists.
Aerys was not quite sure how he had found himself in the ghetto of Shara, but all he did know was that he was alone. Being alone in the open as a fugitive was not the best idea for him at all, but he just wanted a break. No mask and 100% no facade being portruded towards the fellow niflheim guild mates.
Finding himself at deadman's inn, the redheaded lad decided it was time for him to grab a drink. Not a cocktail, no spirits, just pure 16 ounces of foam topped lager. Ah Yes. It had been a long ass time since he was able to grab one of these, and thanks to the local it would be more of a shock to be caught here than anywhere else on the continent. You see Niflheim guild leader, Caprisun actually told aerys about this place, as he did mention wanting to grab a drink sometime in the nearby future.
It was big, but well hidden. A few pool tables dotted around the establishment but the atmosphere always tensed up the moment the door chime went off. You see the place had no licence and the majority of people in here were those whose moral compass was a tad warped. Hopefully nothing too serious would happen during his time there.
unlike most people, elysia wasn't one of those who forgot where she came from upon first arriving to the kingdom. dirt poor and with poor knowledge of the modern world around her, shara was her home for a bit until she eventually joined cats cradle and made her living there. as of such, coming back to her 'starting place' was always a nice reminder of how far she'd came. but, really, as humble as she wanted to sound, the real reason she came back to the area was because of the taverns. sure, they were a bit shady, and talking to the wrong person could somehow get your body sold faster than you could blink..but, damn did it bring back good memories. the various bar fights she'd gotten into to tasting some of the best alcohol she had in a long while. they made drinks that could really make a poor man forget about the days labors, that was for sure.
arriving in all of her glory, she took place at one of the stools beside someone who didn't take much care to pay attention to...at first, that was. after ordering a hefty amount of booze for 'the first round', that was when she noticed it. a familiar smell...a really familiar smell, actually. nose twitching and head giving the slightest tilt, her golden irises found themselves trailing over to her side, and to where a red haired individual sat. staring at him for a moment, she abruptly leaned closer. not caring much about personal space, her eyes bore into his in a stare.
"do i know you?"
she paused.
"...tommy? tommy, you're alive?" she could've sworn he got ran over by that wayward horse carriage all those years ago- no, no....this scent was similar but...there was no way this was tommy. his scent was...spicier. it reminded her of...fire? who was he?
Aerys Blackfyre // imma be honest w/ you as was tired af when i wrote this
