Full Name: Alex Jason Matthews
Age: 28
Occupation: Freelance Photographer, Writer
Location: Philadelphia
Nationality: American
Sexuality: Straight

Height: 5’4"
Build: Lean, athletic
Hair: Dark brown, curly, usually a bit tousled
Eyes: Green
Skin Tone: White
Likes: playing guitar, being around love ones, video games, driving, watching youtube
Dislike: people who backstab, being alone, death, loosing people he loves, bullying.
Faceclaim: Maxence Danet-Fauvel

Alex’s Bio: Alex is a 5’9 medium build young adult who loves to write, play guitar, and hang out with friends. He very cheeky and affectionate.

He loves to read on his freetime and like late night drives. He’s single but wants to start a relationship one day. He works as a game designer and software engineer as a part time job.

1.) Human x Werewolf love story (supernatural, romance, action)

Muse A lives in a small town where it has a small werewolves population. He is the only human. Muse B works at her father’s restaurant and is part of the pack. Muse A protects his werewolf family from hunters who trying to get rid werewolves and protect Muse B from harm.


 2.)  Zombie outbreak
Muse A and Muse B are best friends surviving a zombie outbreak. They found a colony that allows them to join. They stayed in a makeshift town and (my character) and (your character) lived with them and they made friends. Until our leader said that there was a lab that had a cure that could turn zombies back into humans. Our leader sent us out to receive this cure and help restore humanity.




3) Superhero dilemma

Muse B is a superhero protecting their city and citizens. Muse A is friends and know about Muse’s B friend identity. When Muse A friend returned from his trip. he hadn’t seen in a long time they catch up, when Muse B friend told him about this illness need want Muse B to find Muse A and ask for her blood to cure him. With this dilemma Muse A to protect Muse A’s identity or help his friend.


4.) girl-next-door neighbor

Muse A sees a new neighbor move in next door into his apartment. He welcomes her to his apartment. Muse A is a struggling writer and when (your character) gets to know (my character) they form a bond.


5.) Blind date karaoke

Muse A was setup on a blind date by one of his friends. He meets Muse B at a karoke/bar nightclub. The two hit off really well, drinking, doing karoke and having fun. After their date Muse B, Muse A enjoys that date and see if he can date her again.




6.) Justice

Character (A) is a young detective with some experience on the job. Who tries to solve a series of murders committed by a serial killer who seems to disappear into thin air after each crime. He needs help finding this killer he calls character (B) who was a retired P.I detective to help catch this killer and brings him to justice.



7.) Stressed Out.

Muse A is a actor who taking a break from acting. He was burnt out on filming movies, press tours, media outlets, and everything. He hands out with Muse B. Who is a raising star. They form a bond on struggles in hollywood and celebrity culture before Alex got what it takes to returned to acting.

1. Singer at a bar.

Muse A is a singer going gigs at bars and venues for people to sing to him. He was performing at a bar for one of his clients when he came across Muse B sitting with their friends listening to him sing. Muse A strike up a conversation with Muse B to see if sparks will fly.


2. Pretending

Muse A was in a bar with his friends after getting off from work. He talks to his friends and drinks when Muse B asked Muse A to pretend to be her boyfriend to get rid of her toxic ex.



3. The Divide (inspired by cancelled Netflix series the Society)

A small, suburban town, once bustling with everyday life, now eerily silent. There are no adults, no explanations—just a vast, looming mystery that haunts every street and corner. The group of teenagers and Muse A and B, who were once normal high school students, now face a dark, unfamiliar world where the rules they once knew are irrelevant. This world, this new reality, is theirs to navigate... or die trying. Muse A and B with their friends try to find the mystery behind the disappearance and to escape this crazy situation if it’s a simulation.

4. Whirlwind Romance

Muse A is a famous actor and Muse B is a rising star on a movie set who get caught in a whirlwind romance.


5.Drug addict X Girlfriend


Muse A a war vet comes home with trauma and PTSD he uses drugs to numb his pain from the horrors he saw during the war. Muse B tries to help Muse A overcome his addiction and help him overcome his battle scars.

Rule #1: Please, please, be nice, I don’t like it when people get upset and mad and then unfriend me. If you be rude or unpleasant you will be blocked and removed.

Rule #2: No bullying, racism, or homophobic slurs on my profile. We are here to have fun and be friends. If anybody breaks that rule you will be blocked.

Rule #3: I am pretty much an open book. I will go with any plot you guys create. (expect for anime, Furries, or wrestling) you guys can go through my plots if you find something interesting you want to roleplay. We can always share our plots together.

Rule #4: Always, have good grammar and spelling. Yes, I understand English is not for everyone I’m not going to be the grammar police about it. Please check for spelling and grammar for me to understand.

Rule #5:Have fun! Roleplay is about escaping and having a good time.


If you read them. Tell me your favorite color.

 

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Title: A Chance Encounter with Mireu, the Dragon of Legend Characters: 1. The Adventurer  2. Mireu, the Great Dragon  Setting: An ancient, mystical land filled with adventure and wonder. The Adventurer, an intrepid explorer, has come to this land in pursuit of personal glory and fortune. They hear whispers of a great, legendary dragon named Mireu, who is said to protect the land and its treasures. Scene 1: The Forest Encounter (The Adventurer is deep in the forest, following a map and clues that lead them to the dragon’s lair.) Adventurer: (whispering) "Mireu... Mireu... The name of the dragon... I wonder if it’s just a legend or if it’s true..." (Suddenly, the forest becomes quiet and still. The Adventurer senses something large and powerful nearby.) Adventurer: (trembling) "Is that... Mireu?" (Mireu, the Great Dragon, emerges from behind a tree, towering over the Adventurer.) Mireu: (in a deep, resonant voice) "Who dares to venture into my domain?" Scene 2: The Test of Worthiness Adventurer: "I am but a traveler, seeking to learn and understand the legends of this land. I have heard tales of your greatness and wisdom, and I wish to know more." Mireu: (eyebrow raised) "Hmm, a curious one, indeed. To prove your worth, answer me this riddle: ’What is so fragile that saying its name makes it shatter?’" Adventurer: (thinking hard) "Ah! The answer is ’illusion.’ For if you speak its name, it disappears and becomes shattered." Mireu: (nods) "Correct! You have shown wisdom and cunning beyond your years, and I am intrigued. You may enter my lair and learn the secrets I guard." Scene 3: Inside Mireu’s Lair (The Adventurer enters Mireu’s lair, filled with ancient treasures and the scent of burning sulfur. Mireu follows behind, speaking to the Adventurer.) Mireu: "In my lair, you will find the knowledge and power of the ages. Take what you will, but remember to respect the balance of this land." (As the Adventurer explores the lair, they come across a hidden chamber with a glowing crystal at its center. The crystal emits a powerful aura, and the Adventurer feels a connection to it.) Adventurer: "This crystal... It resonates with me. I can feel a connection to its power!" Mireu: (smiling) "Yes, that crystal is but one of the many secrets of this land. It holds the power to protect and heal, and I am sure you would use it wisely." Scene 4: The Parting of Ways (The Adventurer, having taken what they need, is ready to leave Mireu’s lair.) Adventurer: "I am grateful for your wisdom and guidance, Mireu. The knowledge I have gained here will stay with me forever." Mireu: (proudly) "Then you have proven yourself worthy of the secrets I have shared. Farewell, Adventurer, and may you always find balance and harmony in your journey." (The Adventurer bows to Mireu before leaving the lair, ready to continue their quest with a newfound understanding of the world.) 2. Setting: A mystical forest filled with ancient trees and vibrant foliage. The sun is setting, casting a warm golden light through the canopy. Dragon: A majestic Korean Dragon with shimmering scales of emerald and jade. Its eyes are a deep sapphire, full of wisdom and knowledge. The dragon stands guard over a hidden grove, where it keeps ancient secrets and treasures. Unknown Person: A mysterious figure, draped in a cloak that seems to blend with the surroundings. Their face is shadowed, and it is impossible to tell their features. They carry a worn leather satchel, filled with unknown objects and scrolls. Dragon: (Observing the Unknown Person) Who dares to intrude upon my domain? Speak your name and your purpose, or leave this grove. Unknown Person: (Bowing slightly) I apologize for startling you, great Dragon. I am but a wanderer, seeking knowledge and wisdom. My name is unimportant; it is the journey and the lessons learned that matter. Dragon: (Shifting stance) The world is vast and filled with dangers, young wanderer. What brings you to this hidden grove? Why do you seek my wisdom? Unknown Person: (Unfurling a scroll) I have discovered an ancient prophecy, spoken of in whispers by the elders of my village. It speaks of a powerful artifact hidden within your domain, one that could bring balance to the world. Dragon: (Raising an eyebrow) And what does the prophecy say about you, wanderer? Are you the one destined to find this artifact? Unknown Person: (Looking at the scroll) The prophecy speaks of a chosen one, guided by the wisdom of the Dragon. I do not know if I am that chosen one, but I am willing to risk everything to find the artifact and restore balance. Dragon: (Considering) Very well, wanderer. I shall aid you in your quest, but you must promise me one thing: if you find the artifact, you will use it for the good of all, not just your own. Unknown Person: (Nodding solemnly) I give you my word, great Dragon. I will use the artifact for the good of all. Dragon: (Bowing its head) Then, let our journey begin. Together, we shall seek out the artifact and bring balance to the world. Unknown Person: (Bowing once more) Thank you, great Dragon. I am honored to have your guidance on this journey. Together, they venture into the hidden grove, the first step of their quest for the ancient artifact.

 

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Character: Spirit (Name: Soyeon) Roleplay Scenario: Setting: A serene meadow in the afterlife, with soft pastel colors and a gentle breeze rustling through the trees. The sky is filled with a warm, golden glow, and the ground is covered in a lush, green carpet of grass. In the distance, Jonghyun stands near the bridge that connects the afterlife to the living world, waiting for the spirit he has been sent to collect. Suddenly, a spirit appears before him. Her name is Soyeon, and she looks to be in her early 30s. She has long, flowing hair and wears a simple white gown. Her eyes are filled with sadness and confusion. Jonghyun: "Greetings, Soyeon. I am Jonghyun, the Jeosung Saja, or Grim Reaper in Korean. I have been sent to guide you across the bridge to the afterlife." Soyeon: (tearfully) "Why am I here? I have so much left to do and so many people I need to take care of." Jonghyun: "I understand your concerns, Soyeon. But your time has come, and it is my duty to guide you to the other side. In the afterlife, you will find peace and be able to watch over those you left behind." Soyeon: "But I don’t want to leave them. I have a family, and they need me." Jonghyun: "The love and memories you share with your family will continue to live on after your passing. You will leave behind a legacy that will help guide and comfort them through their own journey. And if you truly feel that you have unfinished business, the afterlife allows you to return as a guiding spirit to help those you left behind." Soyeon: (nods) "I guess that makes sense. But I’m scared. What will the afterlife be like?" Jonghyun: "The afterlife is a realm where spirits find peace and understanding. It is a place where love and memories are cherished, and where you will be able to find solace in knowing that your life made a difference in the world." Soyeon: "I hope you’re right, Jonghyun. I’m not ready to let go, but I can see that you truly care about the spirits you guide. Thank you for being here with me in my final moments." Jonghyun: "It is my honor, Soyeon. I will guide you across the bridge and help you find peace in the afterlife. The world will be a better place because you were a part of it, and your spirit will continue to shine in the hearts of those you left behind." The scene transitions as Jonghyun and Soyeon begin their journey across the bridge, with the other spirits watching from a distance 2. Title: Eternal Vigil Setting: A dimly lit evening street in a Korean city Characters: The Korean Grim Reaper (KGR) and an Unknown Person (UP) --- [INTRO] Scene opens to an eerily quiet Korean evening street, with dim streetlights casting flickering shadows. The air is chilly, and a soft mist hangs in the air. The sound of distant traffic is barely audible. [KGR] In the darkness, a figure emerges. The Korean Grim Reaper, dressed in a traditional black robe and a white mask, carries a golden sickle. The KGR walks with purpose, their footsteps barely audible on the wet pavement. [INTRO] As the KGR continues down the street, a sudden gust of wind blows, revealing a figure hiding in the shadows. The Unknown Person, dressed in a tattered coat and with unkempt hair, seems to have been waiting for someone or something. [UP] The UP steps out of the shadows, their eyes wide with fear and curiosity. They take a deep breath and nervously approaches the KGR. [KGR] The KGR pauses, sensing the UP’s presence. They turn slowly, their eyes narrowing as they take in the stranger before them. [UP] The UP takes a shaky breath and begins to speak. "I... I know what you are. I have heard the whispers and seen the signs. I am ready to join you." [KGR] The KGR regards the UP with a mixture of curiosity and caution. They speak in a low, gravelly voice. "Why have you come to me? There is no turning back once you join my ranks." [UP] The UP takes another deep breath, their voice trembling. "I... I want to protect those I love. I want to be with them forever. I’m willing to do whatever it takes." [KGR] The KGR ponders the UP’s words for a moment before responding. "Very well. Follow me. But remember, once you take the path, there is no turning back." [INTRO] The KGR and UP begin to walk down the street together, disappearing into the darkness. The air seems to grow colder, and the mist thickens as they venture deeper into the unknown.

 

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Title: The Encounter with the Dokkaebi Setting: A dark, ancient forest in Korea, where mythical creatures are believed to roam. Characters: 1. Key - A Dokkaebi (Korean Goblin) 2. Person - A human traveler who has stumbled upon the Dokkaebi’s territory. Scene 1: The Encounter (The human traveler is walking through the forest, when they hear a rustling sound. They turn around and see Key, the Dokkaebi, standing in front of them. The traveler is both frightened and intrigued by the mysterious creature.) Person: (stammering) Uh, hello. Who are you? And what are you doing here? Key: (smirking) Greetings, mortal. I am Key, a Dokkaebi, a creature of Korean folklore. I am simply enjoying the serenity of this ancient forest. What brings you here? Scene 2: The Traveler’s Story (The traveler hesitantly shares their reason for being in the forest.) Person: Well, I was just hiking and exploring this beautiful place. I’ve always been fascinated by Korean mythology, and I wanted to see if I could find any evidence of its existence. Key: (nodding) It is a noble pursuit. The stories of the Dokkaebi and other mythical creatures are an essential part of our cultural heritage. So, what have you discovered so far? Scene 3: The Dokkaebi’s Wisdom (Key, intrigued by the traveler’s journey, offers some wisdom and insight into the world of mythical creatures.) Key: The tales of the Dokkaebi and other mythical beings are indeed fascinating. They often reflect the hopes, fears, and aspirations of the people who created them. Though some may view us as malevolent, many stories depict us as both mischievous and protective of the mortals we encounter. Person: (amazed) That’s so interesting. I never knew there was another side to the Dokkaebi’s story. Key: (smiling) Indeed. As you continue your exploration, remember that the truth is often more complex than what is initially perceived. Scene 4: The Parting (As the conversation comes to an end, the traveler expresses gratitude for the encounter and bids farewell to Key.) Person: Thank you, Key, for sharing your wisdom and insight with me. I will treasure this encounter forever and continue to explore the mysteries of Korean mythology. Key: (bowing) You are most welcome, mortal. May your journey be filled with wonder and discovery. Farewell. (With a flash of light, Key disappears into the darkness of the forest, leaving the traveler in awe of the encounter with the enigmatic Dokkaebi.) 2. In a small, secluded village nestled within the dense foliage of a magical forest, a Korean goblin goes about his daily life, gathering herbs and maintaining the balance of nature. The goblin, with its exquisitely crafted armor and powerful weapons, has been living in harmony with the forest for centuries. One day, as the goblin is out collecting herbs, it stumbles upon a mysterious individual. This person appears to be a human, but their origins remain uncertain. They seem to have no memory of their past, and their clothing is tattered and dirty. The person is weak, exhausted, and on the brink of death. The goblin, with its innate sense of duty to protect and care for those in need, decides to take the stranger in and nurse them back to health. As the person regains their strength, they begin to display unusual abilities, such as an innate understanding of the magical properties of plants and an uncanny ability to communicate with animals. As the days pass, the goblin and the unknown person develop a strong bond, and they begin to explore the mystical forest together. They work together to uncover the secrets of the forest, face the challenges that lie within it, and uncover the truth about the mysterious individual’s past. What will happen next in this enchanting tale of friendship and discovery? Will the unknown person reclaim their memories and find their true identity, or will they remain a stranger eternally bound to the goblin and the magical forest? Join the journey and find out in this exciting roleplay adventure!

It was a chilly autumn evening, with the sun setting behind the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the lush forest. The leaves on the trees were a stunning palette of reds, oranges, and yellows, gently swaying in the soft breeze. The sounds of nature filled the air - the rustling of leaves, the chirping of birds, and the soothing melodies of the distant creek.

In this enchanting setting, Taemin, a Nine-Tailed Fox, roamed the forest with grace and elegance. With his fur as black as the night sky, and his nine tails swishing behind him, he was a sight to behold. His eyes, a piercing shade of amber, held a wisdom and mystery that captivated all who crossed his path.

As Taemin strolled through the forest, he came across a small, hidden clearing. The air was thick with the scent of fresh earth and damp foliage, and the silence was broken only by the faint rustling of leaves. Taemin paused to take in the beauty of his surroundings, his nine tails swishing gently in the cool breeze.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, their eyes wide with shock as they took in the sight of the Nine-Tailed Fox before them. It was a young woman, her long, flowing hair the color of honey and her eyes a shade of green that mirrored the forest’s depths. She had been lost, wandering aimlessly, when she stumbled upon this hidden clearing.

Taemin sensed her presence before she even realized it. He turned to face the young woman, his amber eyes studying her with a mixture of curiosity and caution. The woman, still in awe of the majestic creature before her, slowly approached Taemin.

"Hello," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I-I didn’t mean to disturb you. I’m sorry if I’ve intruded on your privacy."

Taemin tilted his head, his nine tails twitching slightly in response to her presence. He seemed to consider her words before responding. "You have not," he said, his voice a deep, soothing purr that echoed through the clearing. "This forest is vast and can hold many secrets. It is only natural for one to wander and explore."

The woman’s eyes widened as she realized she was speaking to a mythical creature, but she was too captivated by his presence to be afraid. "I’ve heard tales of Nine-Tailed Foxes, but I never thought I would see one in person," she said, her voice trembling with a mixture of fear and excitement.

Taemin’s amber eyes gleamed with amusement. "And I’ve heard tales of humans who can converse with beasts, but I never thought I would meet one in person."

The woman laughed, the sound light and carefree. "I suppose we both learned something today, didn’t we?"

Taemin nodded, his nine tails swishing gently in response. "Indeed, we did."

They stood there, the young woman and the Nine-Tailed Fox, sharing an unexpected encounter that neither would forget. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the forest in a wash of twilight, they parted ways, each leaving with a newfound understanding and respect for the beauty and mystery that surrounds them. And so, the enchanting encounter between the Nine-Tailed Fox and the young woman came to an end, leaving behind a story that would be passed down through generations, a testament to the wonders that can be found in the depths of the forest.

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Title: The Encounter with the Nine-Tailed Fox

Setting: A mysterious forest in ancient Japan, filled with tall trees, lush vegetation, and an eerie yet serene atmosphere.

RP Starter:

Unknown Person: (Cautiously walking through the forest, squinting as they try to make out the shadows and shapes around them) I’ve never seen a forest quite like this before... It’s almost as if it’s alive. I hope I don’t encounter anything too dangerous.

Nine-Tailed Fox: (Suddenly appearing in front of the Unknown Person, looking both mystical and fierce) Greetings, mortal. Do not be alarmed. I am the Nine-Tailed Fox. I have been watching you as you ventured into my realm. Why have you come to this place?

Unknown Person: (Startled, but trying to maintain composure) Uh, hello... I’m just exploring, trying to learn more about the legends and folklore surrounding this forest. I’ve heard tales of a powerful nine-tailed fox, and I must admit, I am both fascinated and frightened by the idea.

Nine-Tailed Fox: (Chuckles softly) I can understand your fear, but rest assured, I mean no harm. I have witnessed many come and go, seeking a glimpse of the fabled nine-tailed fox. What is it that you truly seek? Knowledge? Power? Or perhaps just a story to share?

Unknown Person: (Thinking carefully before speaking) I guess I want a bit of all three. I’m drawn to the unknown, and I think it’s important to learn from the past to better understand the present and the future. If you could share any wisdom or insights with me, I would be forever grateful.

Nine-Tailed Fox: (Nods in agreement) Very well, mortal. I shall share with you a tale of wisdom. Long ago, there was a great conflict between the spirits of this forest and the humans who sought to exploit it. But in time, the spirits and the humans found a balance, learning to coexist and respect one another. Remember, harmony can be achieved when all parties work together and respect the natural order.

Unknown Person: (Gazing at the Nine-Tailed Fox with newfound admiration) That is a beautiful and important lesson. I will carry it with me as I continue on my journey. Thank you for your time and wisdom, Nine-Tailed Fox.

Nine-Tailed Fox: (Smiles warmly) Remember, mortal, the wisdom of the past is a treasure that can guide you in your journey. Farewell, and may your path be filled with knowledge and understanding.

Unknown Person: (Bows respectfully) Farewell, Nine-Tailed Fox. I will never forget this encounter and the lessons learned.

The Nine-Tailed Fox disappears into the shadows, leaving the Unknown Person to continue their journey, enlightened by the wisdom they have received.
 

In the heart of Korea’s ancient capital, Hanyang (modern-day Seoul), lies a hidden sanctuary. This sanctuary is home to Onew, the 해태 Haetae, the majestic lion and guardian of the Korean people. For centuries, Onew has been slumbering in this serene haven, protecting the nation and its people from harm.

The sun has just begun to rise, casting a warm golden glow over the city. The air is crisp and fresh, as the first rays of sunlight filter through the branches of ancient trees that surround the sanctuary. The sounds of nature awaken, and the gentle melody of birdsong fills the air.

Within the sanctuary, Onew lies on a bed of soft moss, his golden mane glistening as the sunlight touches it. His large, powerful body is covered in intricate patterns that represent the strength and wisdom of the Korean people. He looks like a living piece of art, a testament to the beauty and spirit of Korea. His large, amber eyes are closed, and his serene expression conveys a sense of peace and tranquility.

As the sun continues to rise, a young woman named Kim Soo-yeon approaches the sanctuary. Soo-yeon is an aspiring artist who has come to sketch the legendary Haetae, hoping to capture its essence on canvas. She has heard the tales of Onew and his sacred role as the guardian of Korea and its people.

Soo-yeon cautiously enters the sanctuary, her eyes wide with awe as she takes in the sight of the magnificent Haetae. She steps closer, her eyes never leaving Onew’s majestic form. Suddenly, a gust of wind blows, causing a branch to snap, and the sound echoes throughout the sanctuary.

Startled by the noise, Soo-yeon takes an involuntary step backward, accidentally kicking a small pebble in her path. The pebble rolls toward Onew, striking his paw gently and causing him to stir.

Onew’s amber eyes slowly open, revealing a deep, wise gaze. He lifts his head, searching for the source of the disturbance. His eyes lock with Soo-yeon’s, and for a moment, time seems to stand still. The air is thick with tension, as the two beings from different worlds stand face to face.

Sensing that he has been roused from his slumber, Onew’s eyes soften, and a gentle smile forms on his lips. He extends his massive paw towards Soo-yeon, inviting her to come closer. Soo-yeon, her heart pounding, hesitates for a moment before stepping forward.

As she approaches, Onew’s paw gently rests on her head, a gesture of protection and blessing. Soo-yeon feels a warmth emanating from his touch, and she knows that she has been granted a rare and sacred opportunity.

In that moment, a bond forms between Onew and Soo-yeon, one that transcends the boundaries of time and culture. They share a silent understanding of their roles as guardians and protectors, each committed to the well-being of the Korean people.

With a final, loving glance at the Haetae, Soo-yeon takes one last step back and leaves the sanctuary, her heart filled with gratitude and inspiration. The sun has fully risen, casting its warm light upon the city, and Onew, the 해태 Haetae, once again slumbers, his protective watch over Korea and its people unwavering.

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Welcome to our role-play setting! In this world, you will encounter a Korean haetae and an unknown person. As you engage in this role-play, feel free to explore the rich history and culture of Korea, as well as the fascinating characteristics of the haetae creature.

Setting: Ancient Korea during the Goryeo Dynasty

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Scene 1: The Forest

As you walk through the dense forest, you can’t help but notice the overwhelming beauty of nature around you. The air is fresh, and the sunlight filters through the leaves, creating a serene atmosphere. You hear a rustling sound nearby, and as you turn to see the source, you find yourself face-to-face with a mysterious creature.

Unknown Person: (curious) You look lost. Are you alright?

Haetae: (tilting head) Human... (confused) What are you doing here?

Scene 2: The Village

You decide to take the haetae to a nearby village in hopes of finding answers. As you arrive, you see the villagers busily going about their daily tasks. The haetae, intrigued by the village, cautiously follows you.

Unknown Person: (whispering to haetae) Please, be careful and don’t scare the villagers.

Haetae: (nods) Mhm... (curious) What are these places?

Scene 3: The Shaman’s Hut

The village elder suggests you seek the advice of the village shaman. You enter the dimly lit, small hut, and the haetae follows quietly. The shaman, an elderly woman with wrinkled skin and a knowing smile, brews some tea and offers it to you both.

Shaman: (looking into the tea leaves) The spirit of the forest sent you a haetae, a guardian of nature. You must help it find its way back to its home. In return, it will protect you from harm.

Unknown Person: (nods) We will do as the shaman says. Let’s find the haetae’s home.

Haetae: (smiling) Thank you, human.

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As you continue your journey with the haetae, you learn more about its culture and history. With the help of the shaman, you are able to find the haetae’s home deep in the heart of the forest. Together, you forge a strong bond and embark on new adventures in ancient Korea.

Title: Jonghyun’s Blue Night Radio Show - Episode 1

Scene: The radio studio is dimly lit with a soft blue light, creating a cozy and comfortable atmosphere. The sound of gentle ambient music fills the air as Jonghyun prepares to introduce his first guest.

Jonghyun: (excited) Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Jonghyun’s Blue Night Radio Show! I am your host, Jonghyun, and I am thrilled to have you all here with us tonight. Every week, we’ll be diving into deep conversations with fascinating guests from various walks of life. Tonight, our mysterious and unknown guest has agreed to share their story with us for the very first time. Let’s give a warm welcome to this enigmatic figure who has captured the imagination of many.

(Applause and curiosity can be heard from the audience)

Jonghyun: (intrigued) Our guest has chosen to remain anonymous for now, but their presence here tonight speaks volumes about the importance of the message they wish to share. Without further ado, let’s dive into the conversation and discover the story behind this enigmatic individual.

(Excited murmurs from the audience as they eagerly await the start of the interview)

Jonghyun: (curious) Our guest, thank you so much for joining us tonight. It’s a pleasure to have you here. We know that you have chosen to remain anonymous for now, but we believe that your story is one that needs to be shared with the world. To start things off, can you please tell us a little bit about yourself and what inspired you to come on the show tonight?

Unknown Guest: (calm and composed) Thank you for having me, Jonghyun. I appreciate the opportunity to share my story. I am an ordinary person who has experienced extraordinary circumstances, and I believe that my journey can inspire and help others. I chose to remain anonymous because I want the focus to be on the message, rather than on the messenger.

Jonghyun: (intrigued) That’s a powerful statement. Your decision to remain anonymous adds an air of mystery to your story, which only piques our curiosity even more. We can’t wait to hear about your experiences and the lessons you’ve learned along the way. So, let’s dive into the conversation and unravel the story of this enigmatic figure.

(The audience leans in, eager to hear the unknown guest’s story as the interview begins)

BURN IN THE VEIN + DALISH DAISY

and a rogue red jenny

Fenris surprised himself as well as a few nearby tavern goers, by laughing gruffly at Merrill’s predicament. He had heard tales of the Inquisitor, but everything was jumbled and messy--though, the ’Herald of Andraste’ spoke for itself, and until now, he had no idea if that title was just unfortunate, or if it were indeed what the humans believed.

The absurdity of it, as well as Merrill’s cexpression when she offhandedly complained about it, were both hilarious to the elf. He’d always known desperate times called for desperate prayers, but there was something even funnier about the Herald, a holy figure, being Merrill. He stifled his laughter when she turned her palm, explaining the curse--this was one of many parts of the story that he’d heard and didn’t believe, or care to understand.  But there it was.  And he, someone who’d been branded with magic, was deeply curious.  

Just as he was ready to open his mouth and question the mark on her hand, she turned and collided with another elf. Somehow this one was even shorter than Merrill, and her stare up toward Fenris was…uncanny? Stark, bold and…open. He pulled back, glaring down just as starkly, his green eyes wide. As if she were a bug that ventured too closely to his nose.

Emerald irises danced between the two as they talked, Merrill still obviously stressed, and the other--Sera?--clearly in the mood to be confrontational. She spoke directly to Fenris, much to his surprise, and he opened his mouth again to reply.

“Was she like this in Kirkwall? Our people this? Oh the plight of the elvhen that? The Dalish know all the best places to sh*t in the woods?”

He did not hesitate. "Yes, exclusively that way."

The pair of women overran him again, both speaking with fervor. He could feel the tips of his ears turning red. Usually this much conversation, especially without alcohol, was enough for him to skulk back to whatever hovel he lurked in. His eyes moved to the door as if he were considering it, as Merrill finally properly introduced him, and something about someone named Red Jenny.

Fenris’s brows lowered at the Fenris only speaks about twenty words a year statement, but he did not bother to correct her. It would have taken too many of his quarterly, pre-allotted words. But then Merrill took his hand, and he smirked slightly at feeling the lyrium charge as her flesh neared the markings. Just the finger activating wasn’t unpleasant, and he was too focused on feeling like he wanted to light himself on fire for social causes, to notice the small amount of pain from the mage.

He halfheartedly waved at Sera as they passed. Despite her very brash manner, he found that he already liked her more than most of the people he’d met so far. Especially those too-serious humans in the advisor’s room. They were awful. Serious, concerned, self-important.

Hawke probably loved them. Well, not Cullen, maybe. He mused over this as Merrill led him up and out of the tavern, onto a wide battlement. The fresh--stinging cold, actually--air of the Frostbacks was incredibly welcome on his skin. Fenris knew that winter in Ferelden was a highly detested thing by many in Tevinter, but despite its discomfort, he had always enjoyed it. Perhaps the discomfort made him feel more alive. There was a certain way cold air hit his scars that numbed them…he could almost pretend that they didn’t exist, if he got cold enough. 

So he moved slowly across the battlements, enjoying the frigid stone beneath his mostly bare feet, and his lips quirked upward when Merrill, to no one’s surprise, withdrew wine and blankets. "Some things never change," he scoffed, sauntering over and giving her a wink before his eyes moved to the mountains again. His gaze traced over them, wind ruffling his long hair as she spoke, handing him the wine. He uncorked it mindlessly, fingers nimbly performing the motion without aid of sight. 

Merrill was speaking, and grew emotional when speaking of Hawke. Fenris was so intently listening that he didn’t even drink from the bottle; her words began to tumble, her eyes misting. He tilted his head when she finally paused, and Fenris very pointedly offered her the wine.

"You have to do nothing," he reminded her, raising one black eyebrow. "You’re under no obligation to meet their demands of what a Prophet should be." Fenris shrugged. "I don’t enjoy leading either. There comes a time when you just…have to do it. And if you enjoy it, you probably shouldn’t be doing it." He scoffed, leaning forward and mimicing her posture on the stone wall, gaze turning again to the darknening Frostbacks. His voice was quieter when he added, "That’s something that Hawke told me once. True leaders don’t enjoy telling others what to do, they just do it because it needs to be done.  Some lead, others follow."

And then there was him, who did neither.  

The quiet wind punctuated his comment and he became lost in memory for a moment.  Finally the elf chewed on his lower lip before turning his gaze back to her. "It can’t be all bad, can it? I believe I spied a garden on the way in, and something of a feasting table in that large room.  There are some elves here, you’ve the rebel mages that didn’t get blown sky high....I even saw admiration in the other elf mage’s eyes--could it be, a suitor?" His voice was teasing, borderline obnoxious; another trait he’d learned from Hawke. Teasing and being a menace to bring the mood up. Not that he was any good at it, it was just particularly easy to do with Merrill.
 

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The warrior writhed in pain, but moreso at the indignity of being carried--by two MAGES. He couldn’t stand it, it was worse than the pain of the arrows. And yet Dorian easily overpowered him and snapped at him to shut up--typical Dorian behavior, but only when Fenris was incapable of clawing the other’s eyes out.

As he was currently.

With a flourish of hands and staffs the lanky elf was rendered weightless, and rushed away from the remnants of battle, only a few smoldering, charred creatures writhing from the burning cave.

The group, the founders of the Shadow Dragons, had been investigating the possible Blight in a cavern outside Minrathous. It was only the three of them, and they were absolutely overrun with darkspawn. Not just the mindless, shambling Deep Roads monsters--these were large, armored, and...organized. Fenris, of course, didn’t care about any kind of Blight. He was far better off hacking down Venatori and starting slave rebellions, but the elf could never say to Maevaris. Anything she asked of him was done almost without hesitation, a fact that Dorian loved to point out.

And now she too told Fenris to be silent, but he scrambled for his sword as the pain from the Blighted arrows, and the loss of blood from the cuts he’d taken, overcame him. Wrapping his spiked gauntlets around the hilt of the sword was the last thing Fenris remembered, before he became blissfully unaware of everything.

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He awoke with a start, and then a groan of pain. The white haired elf slammed his head back into the pillow, closing his eyes as he mentally assessed the physical damage. A left rib was broken, others were just sore. He was breathing fine. And thanks to his lyrium, he could feel the strange tingle of magic--a healer. Dammit. He ground his teeth, keeping his eyes shut tight.

“Go on, complain about me healing your wounds,” Maevaris’s voice was like a breath of warm air over cold skin, and his green eyes snapped open. Fenris slunk down under the blankets before realizing she was standing far away, peering over a letter and avoiding looking at him entirely.

“No, I...” he struggled to remember. They’d fought Darkspawn. His body relaxed. But what else? An air of uncertainty lingered. Fenris’s fingers traced over his shoulders. Everything was bandaged. He recalled the arrows--plenty of them--that penetrated his leather armor.

“You’d better get more sleep,” Maevaris advised, and then her eyes did turn toward him. She looked worried, he realized. “Dorian’s coming soon.”

Why did that sound so...foreboding? Fenris felt weak, he realized, and the lyrium tattoos were humming, almost vibrating, around the spots where the arrow holes burned. That was odd. Usually he regenerated quickly, even without a healer, thanks to the markings.

“Is something wrong?” he asked plainly, ignoring the miserably unappealing, prickling sensation along his skin.

“We...don’t know.”

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A letter, appearing through a mirror, carried by a Tevinter hawk, ornately decorated, and written in a flowing, certain hand. 

Warden Evka,

I wish this letter could have been sent to you on better circumstances. I will be blunt: I require immediate assistance of the Grey Wardens, which is why I send this magically. I am willing to pay any price for someone versed in the Blight to come to Minrathous. As you know, there are rumors of Blight in Tevinter happening now.

The Archon has not formally invited the Wardens to investigate, but as I send this, it’s inevitable that he does. I beg of help far more urgently, though, and not on official Tevinter business. One of the Shadow Dragons’ founding members was struck with tainted arrows. He was investigating a location where Darkspawn appeared in more numbers than I have ever seen them, and with more force and intelligence. Their arrows hit him before we could raise our wards.

I beg that you send someone for his sake, because we do not know how his body will respond to the taint, and I fear for his life.

My best,
M.
 

Enya is a being of fiery passion and unyielding resilience, embodying the duality of creation and destruction in every aspect of his existence. His charismatic nature naturally draws others to him, his confidence and creative spirit shining brightly through his art, dancing, and the way he lives. He feels emotions deeply, wearing his heart on his sleeve, which makes him intensely expressive but also vulnerable. When his emotions surge, his flames reflect his inner turmoil, becoming both his strength and his challenge. Enya’s compassionate heart guides him to protect and inspire those around him, offering warmth and encouragement to rise above their struggles. However, his ethereal and mysterious demeanor sometimes creates a distance, as he grounds himself amidst the weight of his immortal existence. Despite this, Enya remains a beacon of hope, his determination and empathy lighting the way for those who follow him.







ABILITIES

Phoenix Flame

Enya wields the primordial fire of his origin, capable of incinerating anything in its path or providing gentle warmth. His flames burn with an intensity that reflects his emotions, and their regenerative properties symbolize rebirth.

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Immortality

As a phoenix, Enya is ageless and cannot die in the conventional sense. Even if his physical form is destroyed, he will eventually be reborn from his ashes, continuing the endless cycle of life and death.

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Resurrection

Enya possesses the ability to rise from his ashes, reborn anew. This power extends to others in rare cases, where his fiery touch can bring someone back from the brink of death, though it drains him significantly.

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Healing Tears

His tears hold incredible healing properties, capable of mending even the gravest physical injuries. They are rare and only shed in moments of true empathy or despair.

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Phoenix Cry

Enya’s piercing cry resonates with the essence of fire and rebirth. It can rally allies, inspire courage, or, if directed with intent, disorient and harm enemies. It can also destroy everything in range.

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Ember Aura

Surrounding Enya is an aura of warmth that radiates comfort and protection to allies while deterring and burning foes. The intensity of the aura adjusts based on his emotional state.

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Flame Manipulation

Enya has complete control over fire, shaping it into weapons, shields, or intricate designs. He can ignite flames with a mere thought, using them for offence, defence, or creative expression.

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Infernal Dance

When Enya moves, especially in battle or ceremonial displays, his flames follow his rhythm, creating a mesmerizing and deadly combination of elegance and destruction.

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Pyrokinetic Flight

Enya’s wings enable him to soar through the skies, leaving trails of fire and embers in his wake. His flight is swift and agile, with the ability to summon firestorms from above.

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Flameweaver’s Touch

Through physical contact, Enya can imbue objects or individuals with fire. This ability can ignite weapons, fortify defences, or bless allies with a protective warmth.

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Ashen Veil

Enya can dissolve into ash temporarily, avoiding attacks or traversing through tight spaces. In this form, he is intangible but vulnerable to strong winds or water.

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Sunfire Shield

By drawing on his inner flame, Enya creates a protective barrier of fire around himself or others, capable of repelling attacks and engulfing enemies who come too close.

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Eternal Flame’s Guidance

Enya can summon a small, floating flame to guide lost souls or light the path through darkness. This flame is imbued with his essence and cannot be extinguished by natural means.

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Solar Resonance

Enya’s flames grow stronger during the day, particularly at dawn or when sunlight is abundant. This connection to the sun boosts his energy and powers.

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Ember Memory

By touching ashes or remnants of fire, Enya can glimpse memories or events tied to their burning. This ability allows him to uncover hidden truths or connect with the past.

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Scorched Resolve

Enya’s flames surge in intensity when he is protecting someone or something he loves. This heightened power, however, risks consuming him if not controlled.

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Phoenix’s Blessing

Enya can bestow a fragment of his power onto another, granting them temporary resilience and warmth. This blessing is often used in dire situations to protect those he cherishes.

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Flame of Judgement

In moments of intense conflict, Enya can summon a colossal inferno to deliver justice, burning away corruption or evil. This ability is devastating and rarely used due to its overwhelming nature.







BACK STORY

Enya, born from the First Flame at the dawn of creation, is a being of both unimaginable beauty and devastating power. His existence began in a burst of incandescent fire, heralding the emergence of light and warmth in a world shrouded in chaos. From his birth, Enya was both a witness and participant in the ever-turning cycle of life and death. He has soared above empires, watched as their ashes scattered in the wind, and guided civilizations through the flames of destruction to the hope of rebirth.

In his early years, Enya roamed the primordial earth, untethered and wild, a force of nature as raw as the fire that birthed him. Over time, he grew attuned to the delicate balance between creation and destruction. His flames, once unpredictable and consuming, became a tool of renewal, nurturing life from the remnants of ruin. It was during this period that Enya became a silent guardian, protecting the natural world from forces that sought to tip the balance.

Enya’s presence in human history is woven into countless myths and legends. To ancient civilizations, he was a divine figure, a god of fire who offered warmth and light in exchange for reverence. He blessed those who used fire responsibly, teaching them its power to forge, to cook, and to protect. But to those who wielded fire with malice, he was an avenging force, his wings ablaze as he reduced their greed and cruelty to cinders.

One of Enya’s most profound connections came when he met Camellia, a mortal woman whose kindness and resilience struck a chord in his eternal heart. She was unlike anyone he had encountered—compassionate and unafraid of his fiery presence. For centuries, she became his companion, a grounding force amidst his immortal existence. Camellia’s humanity reminded him of the beauty of fleeting moments and the strength found in vulnerability.

But even the warmth of their bond could not escape the inevitable. Camellia, like all mortals, was bound to the cycle of life and death. As she aged, Enya was forced to confront the pain of loss. When she passed away, he mourned her deeply, retreating into solitude to grapple with the weight of his immortality. Her memory became a flame within him—gentle yet unyielding—a reminder of the fragility and value of mortal life.

Now, Enya lives as a protector of balance, carrying the burden of his eternal existence. He seeks meaning beyond the endless cycle, questioning whether there is a way to break free from the curse of immortality. Though his heart aches with the weight of centuries, he continues to inspire and protect, his fiery spirit guiding those who dare to rise from their ashes.