Hi everyone, I'm hoping to connect with some decent writers out there, who'd be happy to craft a story together between us. I do enjoy medieval settings, politics, drama, romance, witty conversations and intricate and fanciful plotlines. This could be a war between two or more kingdoms, regular court dramas, plotting against/for kings/laws/ministers etc, always partial to a knight in shining armour, a complex situation to be resolved. I find I have a very wide range of themes I can enjoy. Please don't be shy.

I'm fairly open to ideas in general. This post is mean to cast a wider net in hopes to find a writing partner in general. Hopefully our preferences, style, and interests will align.

Please do come forth with any ideas and hopefully we can find a middle ground.

I tend to reply very frequently and very much enjoy rapid fire replies so unfortunately if your intention is to reply once a day only (or less) I doubt we'll be a great fit. I treat writing like I treat anything else - seriously and with a large dose of respect. If we agree that we'll be writing together, I'll make sure to make myself available. Respecting your time and establishing clear expectations is important to me. I would like to enjoy the same courtesy.

Third person, past tense, Discord preferred.21 .

Please try your best with a nice opening message. I'm not expecting you to spend ages writing the perfect introduction, but maybe you could do a little better than "hi"? Thanks. Perhaps you could include your age, time zone, and how frequently you'd like to write? Maybe a writing sample?

Writing sample:

Reba was following his lead, her hand staying on his arm and patiently waiting until he was ready. She knew it was dark in the room when they left it, having heard the little click of the torch he'd brought. Just as well, she thought. Might as well not attract worry about someone potentially seeing them...

She was quiet in the car, just thinking about the implications of what they could do with the money. Reba rarely engaged in these sorts of ideas about wealth. It was something that had always been out of reach, particularly after the car accident.

"Well, I think I'd like a happy meal." She grinned, reaching for his forearm gently while he drove. "Do you think we can get one? It would be a nice memory. And we could get a nice toy." Reba was laughing. Somehow the idea of having money felt liberating and yet the thought of something simple to celebrate with like a happy meal was the most innocent cherry on top.

"We could buy a little house somewhere in the mountains, or by a lake. We could use it to buy weapons, bootstrap a theft business, get more money..." They were just ideas that popped in her mind, but they were ultimately inconsequential. "What has happened is far more valuable than this briefcase, Francis. I have slept so well this past week. I feel at peace. I feel happy. And I know we killed a man. I killed a man. That's not lost on me... But I can't deny the pleasure of doing so... It was better this way. I don't like to say he deserved it. But is this future without him not better for everyone, including him?" She was musing out loud.

"I will get a girl toy." Reba added. "Maybe we should let Patrick pay for it."