< atton revisited > The information page for Atton has been fully revised and updated with the new map!
< updated calendar > The Fortuna calendar has been updated in the "Other" lore section! This includes a document which displays the calendar for you to see, making it much easier to understand.
< moving map > The first functional map has been released in the News section! This map is also interactive, allowing you to drag and drop between points in order to determine distances. This is the first iteration, and there's more and better to come!
< first annual awards > The results for the First Annual Fortuna Year-End Awards have been posted! Go and take a look at who the finalists were, and who took home the big prizes!
< new default skin > Our new skin has passed the beta test, and is now the new Default for the forums! If you have any issues with this skin, send a PM or Discord to Mellie.
< human lore update > Humans have been updated with TWENTY-FIVE subraces/subcultures which add numerous options, and a little extra lore and flavour.
< magic lore update > Magical Lore has been enhanced with the addition of a post on Magical Education. From Beginner to Expert, this is how you learn the spells.
< a change to member groups > Member groups are now based on storyline! You can change your displayed storyline by editing the settings in your profile.
Welcome to the world of Fortuna, a land of fantastic proportions. This is an original fantasy roleplay that takes place in a world developed over nearly a decade of work and collaboration. We aim to encourage all participants to have a hand in the stories of the characters here, and the world around them. Your choices are key - so make them with pride. You decide who wins the wars, you decide who becomes King, the world is ours, and together we will bring it to life!
He liked the way her teeth caught his lip, the way her back arched and her hips danced. He liked the feeling of her body pressed against his. She released his lip and pulled back, as much as her should while pressed against the wall, and he didn't chase her but rather waited curiously as she spoke, informing him there were some things he should know about her. He raised a brow and she smiled, revealing fangs. And interesting development, as he could have sworn she was an elf - though in a world of magics who knew if that was what she truly looked like, or if this was an elaborate enchantment or facade.
"Do you intend to kill me?" The question was casual, as though asking if she had dinner plans. "If not, I think anything I need to find out can be done in bed, and with far less clothing."
“Oh, no,” she whispered, “I have better uses for you.”
Her lips danced forward, hovering close, so close the static was tangible in the air, tension catching in her gut, insistent; and then, without fulfilling the heat of promise, she ducked away from him, sliding too easily out of his hold (he was a human, after all, and drunk) and slinking up the stairs with a generous roll of ample hips on each step; tempting.
She caught him with sultry eyes once she reached the top; message clear.
Better uses, she said. He liked the sound of that. "Good." When she moved in he could feel the heat, the fire and electricity moving through him, between them, tying them together and making his heart thunder in his chest. He was done playing games and it looked like perhaps she was too, as she easily moved out of his grasp, pulling the fire with her but doing nothing about the heat he was in. She sashayed up the steps and once at the top caught his gaze with hers, and like a fish on a hook he was reeled in. At the top of the stairs he slid his hand around her hips and moved close, while his other hand produced a key which he slid into the lock of the door behind her. "I have some ideas for those teeth," he murmured before separating himself and walking into the room.
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ooc: I'm ok with a fad to black/skip to morning at the end of your next post unless you have anything that Simon would need to respond to!
[attr="class","solpost"] Her eyes were wicked when he turned away, hands quick to snatch at the fabric of his shirt, mouth back on his almost before he could swing the door shut behind the onslaught of curves, nimble fingers yanking at the waistline of his pants –
The rest was the tangle of heady breath, articles strewn about the floor.
In the dark of night, when they had both been fulfilled, he slept.
But Solana did not sleep.
The thrumming of liquor’s punishment made her sour, and she slipped out of the borrowed bed, line of silvery moonlight catching the dip of her waist, the swell of a hip; she swung down to catch bloodstained scraps off the floor.
Had he ripped her shirt when she wasn’t looking?
Had she?
Forgetting, mind still half-hazy, the elf stole his instead (well, she’d given him something else, hadn’t she?), and scrawled a note before slipping silently out the door.
It read:
Mystery boy,
Stole your shirt. I’ll pay you back someday. Or not.
Simon awoke in the morning feeling somehow more and less restless than the day before. Solana had been a more than adept partner in bed and so physically he really couldn't complain, but despite her many and varied talents she was just a stranger to him. Normally, that didn't bother him - it wouldn't be the first or last time he slept with someone to whom he had no ties - but today it weighed on him a bit. Solana of course wasn't in bed with him when he awoke. He had gotten the feeling from her, the night previous, that she wouldn't be. It didn't bother him.
When he finally got around to getting out of the bed, he spotted her note and huffed a laugh. He hadn't realized until that moment that he'd never told her his name.
He left the inn, shirtless, to the speculative murmurs of a few of the patrons and a knowing look from the barkeep. He would be back another day and spend the night with another person, but for now he had to get another shirt. He didn't actually own a lot of them.
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