This RP is about a kingdom called Arynthia, and all of its Pokemon inside it's struggle to keep the peace against the Nighthollow Army. Arynthia is a kingdom set in a medieval timeline (so without things like poke balls and stuff). The Nighthollow Army is an army of corrupted Pokemon bent on the destruction and enslavement of all civilization and Pokemon. You must pick your character in a format like this:
Pokemon:
Name:
Gender:
Side: Arynthian(Good), or The Darkhollows(Bad), or you could be neutral, like a thief or mercenary
Rank: (What you are in the kingdom, blacksmith, army-man, servant, e.t.c)
Personality:
Moves:
You may pick any Pokemon that is not a legendary (obviously). You may pick any rank that is not a singular occupation like King, Queen, General, High Priest, e.t.c. Try to keep the sides even, but if you choose the Darkhollows you may attack Arynthia, or any of the encampments or minor towns. If you want to live in one of those, you may make it up with my permission. All righty, let's get started!
Pokemon: Arcanine
Name: Blaze
Gender: Male
Side: Arynthian
Rank: King
Personality: Serious, but not a bummer, a clever tactician, quick-witted but slow to judge, fun to be around, if you're on his good side, understanding and caring, but not soft
Moves: Flare Blitz, Extreme Speed, Outrage, Fire Blast
King Blaze sat upon his throne, in his empty throne room, in the center of The Winter Palace, the castle of Arynthia. It was empty because his queen went out for the day, and most of his servants were sent away to help fight in the war. He couldn't stand it anymore, the war was so taxing, his people are getting antsy, the food supply is shrinking, everything is just not working the way it should. He hopped up and strode out of the throne room, then the grand hall, then the courtyard, past the gates, and into the busy marketplace. He passed by the common folk, each bowing as he walked by, on his way to the monument of his father, King Molten III. As he neared the courtyard where it was housed, the people started whispering, but he just kept on going, not letting it get to him. He nodded to the guards that manned the gates to the monument and they opened the gates. He walked right to the edge of the monument and said "What am I supposed to do?"
Pokemon:
Name:
Gender:
Side: Arynthian(Good), or The Darkhollows(Bad), or you could be neutral, like a thief or mercenary
Rank: (What you are in the kingdom, blacksmith, army-man, servant, e.t.c)
Personality:
Moves:
You may pick any Pokemon that is not a legendary (obviously). You may pick any rank that is not a singular occupation like King, Queen, General, High Priest, e.t.c. Try to keep the sides even, but if you choose the Darkhollows you may attack Arynthia, or any of the encampments or minor towns. If you want to live in one of those, you may make it up with my permission. All righty, let's get started!
Pokemon: Arcanine
Name: Blaze
Gender: Male
Side: Arynthian
Rank: King
Personality: Serious, but not a bummer, a clever tactician, quick-witted but slow to judge, fun to be around, if you're on his good side, understanding and caring, but not soft
Moves: Flare Blitz, Extreme Speed, Outrage, Fire Blast
King Blaze sat upon his throne, in his empty throne room, in the center of The Winter Palace, the castle of Arynthia. It was empty because his queen went out for the day, and most of his servants were sent away to help fight in the war. He couldn't stand it anymore, the war was so taxing, his people are getting antsy, the food supply is shrinking, everything is just not working the way it should. He hopped up and strode out of the throne room, then the grand hall, then the courtyard, past the gates, and into the busy marketplace. He passed by the common folk, each bowing as he walked by, on his way to the monument of his father, King Molten III. As he neared the courtyard where it was housed, the people started whispering, but he just kept on going, not letting it get to him. He nodded to the guards that manned the gates to the monument and they opened the gates. He walked right to the edge of the monument and said "What am I supposed to do?"