In the world of Ariel, the kingdoms of Sage and Sara Prime have gone to war - fuelled by hatred and rage by the two kings of Ariel. Millions of soldiers have died from this horrid war which has raged on for the past few months, drought destroying the lands along with the destruction of crops and animals. Life is no longer easy and luxurious - it is deadly and futile, where danger is everywhere - an unmissable force amidst the destroyed atmosphere.

There is one last thing which can blemish and destroy this unremitting darkness which had swept over these corrupt lands - hope. A rare thing which no one can seem to find, but sometimes both light and shade need to sweep over to form a crop - to grow a seed which has been planted for the perfect occasion.

A girl and a boy - soldiers of light and shade which must be tossed together to provide hope for Ariel - to restore peace and bring back the light. Things won't be easy, but success is a requirement - and it must be fulfilled.

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Name:
Nickname:
Gender (Obviously, one of us has to be male, one other has to be female)
Age: [17-21]
Weapons:
History:
Appearance:
Abilities:

Name: Laea Vennar
Nickname: Lae
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Weapons: Prefers a Bow, but also likes to use a standard Sword.
History: Daughter of Lord Vennar, she was adopted when she was Eleven. She doesn't exactly have the best social skills, but she makes up for it with fighting.
Appearance: Dark(Usually braided), Brown hair, Slightly-Tanned skin, Soft Blue eyes
Ability: She has decent Agility and Marksmanship, and she enjoys battle strategy.

Name: Hamish Oliver
Nickname: Hame (Usually referred as this on the battlefield. This is the only place where he accepts this name - anywhere else thoroughly annoys him.
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Weapons: Uses a standard sword when he's at close range but keeps a handful of daggers ready which he used for throwing and stealth.
History: Hamish has always wanted to be a soldier and it's been a goal for his all his life. Once his father had been stabbed by the people from the kingdom of Sara Prima, his goal of being a soldier flourished even more. Two weeks after the murder of his father, he became a squire for King Sage when the Grand War began.
Appearance: His necklace is something he was given from his father before he died. Apparently it is a good luck charm.



Abilities: Hamish is very flexible and accurate - especially with throwing knives.

The air was filled with a blanket of pollution - the dust mingling with the walls which surrounded him and the others soldiers. They shouted and slurped at tankards of beer, occasional looking outside the barred windows of the concrete bunker. The men around them held the tankards in one hand and massive swords in the other - weapons not even Hamish could wield even if he tried.

A man rushed into the tight space, using a large wooden door which had previously been guarded by one of the more superior soldiers. "They're retreating and they've pulled their catapults ba--" Before he could finish his sentence, something crashed into the barren lands outside, shaking the structure which was nestled between piles of dirt and barbed wires. The soldiers instantly sprang to their feet, moving the swords they carried into a defensive position as they marched out of the bunker.

The man which had entered earlier came back to his feet and hustled after them, only to be followed by Hamish. Hamish drew his short sword and clumsily followed after, his foot tripping on an awkwardly jutting rock from the gravel below. He tripped before regaining his balance and progressing through the battlefield. Ahead were half a dozen catapults - about two kilometres away which were surrounded by soldiers which seemed to be retreating. "Destroy them!" The leader roared in a authoritative tone, instantly throwing the tankard he had been drinking out of on the ground and running toward the wooden monstrosities.

Hamish hung back at the outer lines of the battler and stuck close to his other comrades. This was his second day on the battlefield and things weren't turning out well. He looked around and found a large boulder which was hiding in a blanket of shadows. Hamish sat on it and placed his sword in its leather sheath, awaiting any commands.

( @Obsidianic waiting for you to make a post.)