The Sleeping Prince

            Welcome to the world of Neyr. 

  Through a kiss you will sleep 

          And through a heart will you wake.

              A mind not held by sword

               Not through will or word

          But through a soul will it break

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His name is Rūkas Crovane.

….No one remembers it.

It’s been over a hundred years since the curse was placed upon him.

A curse of a sleep so deep it resembled death.

Nothing would wake him.

Except the kiss from his true love.

Betrayed by his betrothed in a scheme between her and his stepmother to claim the throne, he now lays in a case of glass. Forever sleeping until one day his true love finds him, and breaks the curse.

The Queen lied about what had happened, and begged for someone to kiss him awake.

For a time, every day, many, many people lined up, trying to wake him from his rest. But to no avail, not a single stir.

But eventually, the fervor died down. Time doing what time does and the kingdom lived on until it was nothing but another crumbling castle taken in the Great Ashen War.

Every year, a festival is held, hosted by a different kingdom each year. The prince is part of it, in a glass case with an open top. And a plaque with his given name since no one knew his real one.

For a few silver coins, you can try your luck.

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Neyr is a world full of castles and kings. Of vampires and werewolves. Of goblins, elves, sirens and every creature in between.

Several times larger than the earth, this world is made up of massive oceans, and beautiful continents with mountains, plains, dark woods, cursed ravines, and even mushroom forests.
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Where you come in:

Be any creature or person you want as long as it is a resident of Neyr.

Who are you that awakens him? Noble? Peasant? A wandering curious traveler of some kind? You decide ^^