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TEST DRIVE #6


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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[Which, while he wasn't, being in the ruins of some ancient place was more like home then a proper castle. He's lived longer than most, and the men of Arthur's knights were more what he was used to than Uther's court, even if he liked to meddle.
He takes a step up closer to her as he talks, hands hidden from view.]
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[ There is a foolish hope that sits in her chest, twisting and turning and begging to be fulfilled. If she could find what she seeks she could return to Skyhold, to her sun, to the Inquisition and the task needed to be fulfilled. But she is not blind, the chance is she will search for years and find nothing. ]
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[He says it casually, waving a hand at he now as he takes another step up. He knows what it's like to be lost, but he's always found his way back to his task, his mission, his duty or (now at least where he'll admit it only to himself) to Igraine. He has a path to follow now, he's just on a side trip to get back to it.]
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[ She is firm in this, perhaps a little stubborn, Morrigan has always been such and her stance will not move. His incline ceases her descent, deciding she would rather he approach her than she go down to meet him. This man, whoever he is, is unlike most she has encountered before. Power swelled around him, like the magic the dances in the air, old and sharp. ]
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I've been wrong before, but how the heart works and how people are, I never am. Though you are free to doubt me, it will be at your loss.
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Morrigan laugh, head cocking slightly. ]
You now claim to know my heart? 'Tis utter nonsense. [ Her eyes narrow though her smile remains, a spider in her web eying the prize that delivers itself to her feet. ] You could not know me nor my heart, even if you studied me for a hundred years.