So this is a plot that came to me based on a story I read a long time ago. It's an old nordic story, and has been known by many names. I loved the story, seeing as it's a tragic romance. This romance was a little too tragic for my liking, though, believe it or not. Anyways, I decided to take elements of it and make my own tale. Normally, I prefer a shared story experience with a good deal of collaborative writing, but this is one story where I will do a good deal of throwing some of the plot twists and stuff out, myself. At least initially. I'm fine with sharing such details with those that want to know, or not sharing for those who wish to just have the adventure. I don't care how long the story goes, really, and at some point, I will open it up to a more sandbox style where we can collaborate a little more. But I will say that the song I attached to it does have some significant meaning to the story.
Main elements - High fantasy, drama, romance, hypnosis (my character, for plot purposes, not smut), adventure, revenge, court intrigue, open to plenty of kink for those that want it
Interest level - Very high
'Many things are said of a star that falls to the earth. The scale of a dragon. An angel's tear. A demon being struck down. The death of a king. But there are even more things to be said of the power that can be found where a star falls. A power that rends mountains and shatters castles, parts seas and splits the sky. Power that can destroy nations. Or build them.
Of course, many things said of such acts tend to be blown out of proportion by... misunderstanding and the times they are told. The story growing more and more grand with each passing after its initial telling. In this instance, however, such a legend proved to be true.
See, there was once an Elven queen of such beauty and magnificence that her lands still tell of her. She had been blessed by the gods of old, and not just in her looks. You see, she was a sorceress, and a damn fine spellblade, at that. Her power had reunited the Elven nations and ended the wars between her people and all others. She claimed that only one man could defeat her, and for many, many years, there were many suitors that came. And the challenge was put to all of them to best her and make her lay down her crown and kneel to the only man worthy of her loyalty. She even let those that wished to face her in hand-to-hand combat, but they even said that her might could not be bested by martial skill.
According to her people, there was a prophecy of a star to fall from the sky that would bring whatever nation found it first a weapon of great power. And the day came where a bright light scorched the sky and thundered as it crashed to the earth. The queen, believing the prophecy as much as any mystic would, left her kingdom with her royal guard in search of where it had landed.
As she drew closer to the desolation wrought by the star's fall, she could feel its presence. Ordering her guard to stay behind, she went in search of it. Unbeknownst to her, a young knight, whose home had been not so many miles from where the star had fallen, had also gone to explore the site where the star had fallen. He had beaten her there by only a moment or two. The moment they laid eyes on what lay within the crater and one another, they were in a struggle to claim the treasure of the fallen star.
But there was more to this young man than met the eye. He was of a bloodline thought long extinct, a race whose very blood had been said to have come from the dragons, themselves. But that is another tale. When the boy defeated the queen, she immediately submitted to him and told him that he could do with her as he pleased, but her fate was to be his bride. They laid together that night, and shared a passion that had to make the gods jealous. They each took half of the mysterious metal that had fallen from the star, the young man promising to ride to her lands and wed her.
These two were destined for great and terrible things, and many wonder if their destinies truly were entwined, as the stories like to maintain. But let me tell you what really happened...'
People have told me my narrative-style plot descriptions are confusing, but... I don't know why, I keep using them. I'm looking for someone to play the Elven queen described in this tale. I would play the knight, though I'm flexible on certain details. Like, he could be a member of her own royal guard, or just not be a knight at all. I'm tired, and maybe I'm getting a little mushy in the brain x.x. So yeah, as always, shoot me a PM if you're interested.