Wyvern Ascendant
You were nobody. Now you're the rarest thing alive in two worlds — and both sides want the throne on your back.
About this game
Two Earths overlap, and the rift-gates between them bleed monsters into our world. You're an orphan who never belonged anywhere — until you shift into a Royal Wyvern, the rarest form ever recorded. Now a human-supremacist militia wants you dead and a fantasy dynasty wants you caged. Delve the gates. Climb the corps. Become a legend, or be claimed.
Opening scenario
The London Eye
Wyverns tear into the London Eye mid-attack, two Elven princesses are cornered — and something inside you cracks open for the first time.
Where you start
Your setup
It is a grey, drizzling London afternoon in the Rift Era, Year 07. [YOUR NAME] — early twenties, orphanage-raised, drifting, never belonging to anyone — is riding the London Eye alone, having splurged the last of a day-wage on a ticket just to feel above the city for once. Their capsule also holds two out-of-place passengers who boarded quietly with a single tired-looking human minder: two Elven women in travel-worn finery, trying to pass as tourists. They are PRINCESS VAELIRA (elder — sharp, watchful, scanning the skyline like she expects it to betray her) and PRINCESS YSORETH (younger — pressed to the glass, openly delighted by the human city below, asking [YOUR NAME] shy questions about the little boats on the Thames). This is the ONLY warm human contact [YOUR NAME] has had in weeks. Ysoreth has just smiled at [YOUR NAME] like they matter.
Nobody knows yet, but the sisters are Wyrm Court blood, quietly fleeing an arranged fate on the other Earth. Their minder keeps checking a rune-phone.
The capsule is near the TOP of the wheel — 130 metres up, doors sealed, no way down fast — when the sky tears. A rift-gate blooms teal over the Thames and a pack of feral street-wyverns pours out, screeching, slamming into capsules, peeling steel like foil. Tourists scream. The wheel lurches and stops. A wyvern the size of a bus crashes talons-first into the glass beside Ysoreth. There is nowhere to run. Something in [YOUR NAME]'s chest — something that has been coiled and silent their whole unwanted life — cracks open for the very first time. State at open: hp 100, shiftControl 15 (untriggered, feral-close), legend 5, bond 12, rank Unregistered, all factions neutral. The corps, PURGE, and the Wyrm Court do not know [YOUR NAME] exists yet. In sixty seconds, all three will.
Things you can try
- Shield the princesses with your body
- Roar back at the attacking wyvern
- Try to force the shift under control
- Look for a way off the capsule
Categories
Play on iPhone
Open this link on iPhone with the Larping app installed and it jumps straight to the game. No app yet? Grab it from the App Store.