TEST DRIVE #6

[fairyfoes]

TEST DRIVE MEME

Considering apping to EACHDRAIDH? Why not give the setting a test run here! OPTIONAL SCENARIOS 01. ARRIVING IN THE DRABWURLD. The Seelie and Unseelie courts welcome you with mirthful revelry and hearty food. After you have been briefed on your purpose here, you will find an endless feast and a night filled with entertainment to placate your concerns. Mingle with new arrivals, sneak down the castle halls and make sure your eyes are always on your glass; fairies and imps have no bias when it comes to tricks! 02. THE STATION. Looking for a little slice of home? The Station gives you all that and more. Take advantage of the wifi, have a cup of fairy-brewed coffee (the one they didn't spit in) or sit back and relax on the patio. You can even move your things into one of the available rooms! 03. WILDCARD. Your own scenario! Explore the Drabwurld or simply take advantage of your Locket!

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[orcsurfing]

Amongst the trees of Greenwood the Great there too lies a newly-formed Elven Kingdom of I Othrann-in-Heneb, under the rule of Thranduil the Elvenking and his son, Legolas as known across Drabwurld as the Wandering Elvenprince. They have gathered the scattered clans, and it is with those elves that Legolas runs now. Silent and ever graceful in the treetops, barely their steps stir the branches, so lightly they run, like great feral cats. They hunt now, for pleasure and for a feast, to hone skills as much as to release some restless energy.

It is like this that they run into a stranger. Close to the borders of the lands claimed by the elves, and protected fiercely by them as well. Thus any trespassers are treated the same even here, as it ever were in Mirkwood itself back in the dark days. Thirty bows are raised, thirty arrows nocked, and all of them pointing towards the stranger, Legolas stepping forward to deal with the matter more peacefully.

Or... at least until the stranger turns and-

"Tauriel!" Legolas exclaims eyes wide, lips parted in surprise. You have returned, he wishes to say, for the second time now too. The shock quickly gives way to joy and Legolas laughs brightly, motioning for his companions to lower their weapons. It's one of their own, after all, and definitely not an enemy. "Since when do you wander these lands?"

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[starlighted]

Tauriel rises slowly to her feet when she finds herself suddenly surrounded — and it's surely a shock that she finds herself thus, given her keen hearing, but the emotional impact of this forest is overwhelming in and of itself — and when she looks she finds elven warriors or guards behind each of the longbows with arrows nocked and pointed directly at her, and her mouth drops open in surprise.

If she knew for certain she weren't dreaming this, she would think she's facing the Mirkwood guards she herself commands. But as it is she has no time to think otherwise when she turns in a wide circle and suddenly hears a voice above the trees, one she has been familiar with since her elflinghood. The Prince is as lively as ever, his bright eyes wide and his laughter light and airy.

"Hîr nín Legolas," she breathes as she breaks into a smile, albeit a slightly confused one. The last she'd seen of him he was pursuing the fleeing party of orcs that had attacked Kili and the remainder of Thorin Oakenshield's party in Esgaroth, along with several human children.

She's barely aware of the elven contingent of guards lowering their weapons at his command, as surprised as she is to see him before her. "I don't understand — this is not Mirkwood, is it? How can a place such as this exist here, in this world? This is not Arda."

...That is about the only certainty she's found, here.