I have had many, many sad moments role playing. I will just write on of them, in first person. I will apologize for all the mistakes, my memory fades rapidly
This was as Cynthia Enstein-
I will give a bit of backstory before I get to the part. Cynthia was close to Erfaron Rif, but she only got close to him at first to get information. She pretended to have feelings for him, even though she had a husband. Eventually, she grew to like Erfaron very much so, but knew it would be dangerous for others to know, so she kept quiet. Erfaron found out about how she used him for information, but did not realize that Cynthia actually loved him until later, if he ever did. Another thing I should say- Erfaron wore an amulet.
@mercer
--- As I walked down the street to the tavern, not sure what to do on that warn spring day, I thought about how long it had been since I had seen Erfaron Rif. Waving a bee away, I walked through the tavern and made my way toward the Old Golds Temple, where I knew Jhen frequented. Stepping through the doorway, I find him standing in front of the altar, his tail twitching back and forth cheerfully. Odd, i think, considering how there are still vampires all over the poor district. He turns to me, his fine hearing catching my soft footsteps on the ragged carpet. "I have good news, Cynthia. Erfaron was killed" Jhen says. I freeze a moment, the words not registering at first, then hot tears stream down my face. Sinking to my knees, I put my face in my hands and cry softly for a moment, as it is replaced with a burning anger, as hot as my fire. (she was a fire Mage) I look up at Jhen, who has a puzzled look on his face, and asks him who killed Erfaron. He shrugs, then confirms his lack of knowledge on the matter. I immediately run through Regalia, and end up in the tavern with sweat beading on my forehead. I frantically look around for a familiar face, and my eyes fall upon Ragrund (
@bennyboy5555 ). I run up to him and ask about Erfaron. He tells me little, tapping his nose in a strange manner. Ragur never gives into my pleas, so I walk away, a tear of defeat leaking from my eye as I look for someone else to ask. I notice someone that looks strikingly similar to Faron, and ask the stranger if he knew of Erfaron. He responded with "Yes, I am his cousin, Kevin". After some chat, I ask if be knew how Faron died. He doesn't know either. Something caught my eye as I walked away, Erfaron's amulet.
( Between then and the next part Kevin tries to kill Jhen multiple times, and Cynthia thinks all of their lives are in danger. Kevin gets Jhen to wipe Kevin's memory for the good of them all with a poison. Cynthia comes in )
--- I was taking a stroll through the park, enjoying the shade, when I saw Jhen and Kevin. I went running toward them, assuming Kevin was going to Jhen. Jhen signals for me to stop, so I slow down and reach them. Jhen was talking to Kevin like he was a small, dumb child who only remembers a few things. Which he did. I ask what happens and Jhen fills me in. Kevin got Jhen to get memory-erasing poison into his blood stream, and keep them all safe. Sending a slap at Jhen's face, I let him know what I think of that. Kevin looks at me in a strange way, so I start talking to him. He then asks me if I am mommy, and if Jhen is daddy. Both Jhen and I pause, not sure how to respond. Kevin repeats himself, and I tell him that I am his mother, because I don't know what else to tell him. Nodding slowly as Kevin embraces me, I put an arm around him. Then he takes a step back and fiddles with the amulet. My gaze lingers on the amulet a moment before I start conversation with a tired Jhen. "Mommy?" I hear. I turn to Kevin, trying to get used to the fact that a young adult was calling me mommy, who had once tried to kill me. "Yes?" I respond. He is staring at the back of the amulet, then shows it to me "Look mommy, what is this?". What I see wrenches my heart out of my chest. A girl's profile, looking strikingly similar to me, was drawn in the back of it with words etched under it. The words read: "Love lasts forever, even death cannot change that". I turn away from Kevin, not wanting him to see the tears flowing freely from my eyes. "Mommy why are you cr- " I interrupt him "K- Kevin, keep this s- safe, okay?" Kevin nods, and I walk a small distance away. I sit at the base of a large oak, my knees drawn to my chest as my tears drip onto the lush grass as I glance over to see a charred box, ashes spilling out of it.
No, I didn't actually cry, but it tugged at my heart strings a little bit. I also felt like writing. So, maybe later I will describe another sad RP moment.
