Indignation is a Fire Emblem Roleplay. It takes place within the Outrealms as worlds collide and kingdoms wage an endless war. However, amongst the quarrels of men do the horrors of the Outrealm reach in to kill and destroy. Fight alone or join forces with other warriors as we create dramatic tales or wage war!
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Since he had become a wolfskin dyed by the blood of a human, Kenta had taken upon himself the task of protecting a popular kitsune dancer known by the name of Lulu Aurelis. The idea was that he would grow and wax in strength to defend her, that is...
“HURGH.”
Kenta’s head was stuck out of a window whilst holding his stomach, his body trembling as nausea permeated his being. The sensation of accelerating while not actually moving was particularly hard on his brain. Why, even the concept never occurred to him, and while his mind was excited at first to even ride a spacious, horse-drawn carriage, his body was not so.
“Aaaaargh…” the wolfsin groaned, his fingers clutched onto the window sill edges, “Bad… bad…”
Lulu sighed and looked up at the wolfskin, rubbing his back as he looked out the window.
"My apologies, Kenta..." She said with a disappointed sigh. "It never occurred to me you'd have motion sickness." She continued to rub his back in an attempt to help him feel better, and while it did help a little bit, it didn't remove the feeling entirely.
"Don't worry, though. We'll be stopping for lunch shortly."
*Yawn...* W-what's with the look?! Hmph... Stupid humans.
"M-motion... s... s... sickness..." Kenta grumbled, his fists tightened in heightened irritation, "Can... die... blurgh..."
That said, a pungent smell wafted into his nostrils, causing him to wrinkle his nose tightly, "Whoa, what the... something smells really bad..." He turned his head to see further down the road. There was a dense humidity in the air, too...
"What's... what's that about?" he mumbled as he withdrew his head from the window, "It... smells like someone ripped a bad one out there. Haha! Ugh..." His arms wrapped over his stomach firmly. Lulu Aurelis
“Well... the more I smell it...” he sighed as he leaned against the carriage wall, “The more... I think it’s that onsen stink. I went to one a couple of times when I was a pup. This old guy said it was something like... er... sulf... sul... er... sul... urk... it’s on the tip of my tongue! URP.”
He wiped his face down with his hand, “Uuuugh... I don’t know how you manager does it, getting the brunt of all that stank out there drivin’ us around.” Lulu Aurelis
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