TEST DRIVE MEME #7

[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 not with mirthful revelry, this time around dear friends. There is a seriousness in the air, though the food is still hearty and the imps still mischievous. 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! Be mindful, though -- the monarchs are watching and cross court communication should be done with the utmost secrecy.

Comments

[wholesail]

[His Majesty's happy to lean right into that hand, assuming that it's there to pet him. Sua, however, makes sure to step out of the way of the crowd around them, and an eyebrow raises.]

Not really, there's just an exodus with folks leaving for the mainland. You're a new shardbearer, aren't you?

[Sua's not sure if she comes off as annoyed or asking nicely. She's honestly too taken aback by this shardbearer's appearance. It has a look of someone who's been to sea time and again, and come out weathered and lovely for it.]

[circumnavigates]

Hm. I noticed something was up, but.

[Well she's still used to busy ship ports. Same thing really. That hand is definitely there for petting, vigorously at that. She doesn't bother to look up to answer, too intent on PUPPY RUBS.]

Sure am, just a few days old. Can't remember how many, think I spent the first two or three in a haze.

[The wine was flowing.]

[wholesail]

[Well, His Majesty is satsified, and he all but flops over on Rider's feet, squirming happily, tongue lolling.

Sua clicks her tongue, and tries to piece together what Rider must have been doing between the welcome feast and here.]

Gods below, it's a wonder you made it here in one sober piece then.

[circumnavigates]

[That's debatable.]

Always managed it somehow, guess you get used to it! And you - are you a sailor, lady?

[This is when she finally looks up, and stands, task at hand done.]

[wholesail]

[Sua smiles, and nods.]

Captain, A Crewed Interest. Family business at sea, for two centuries.

[circumnavigates]

-Two centuries, you sure come by it honestly. Nice name, too. And a captain at that!

[She grins, giving Sua a proper looking over now that she's proved so interesting and deserving of respect.]

How long've you been in charge?

[wholesail]

[Whereas Rider wears red, Sua wears a coat of lapis lazuli, with gold accents. Her height isn't quite Rider's, and she covers more of her front than Rider bothers to, but Sua's certain she's talking captain to captain.]

Shockingly enough. The spice trade's profitiable without needing to resort to anything sketchier.

I've been on the water since I was 15, and I've had the ship for a good five or so years now. I take it you're a seafearer as well?

[circumnavigates]

Not bad at all. I sure am, captain of a fleet for some twenty, thirty years. Just not so above-board, I'm afraid.

[wholesail]

Privatering or piracy, Captain?

[circumnavigates]

Started as piracy, ended up privateering. Not that giving it the queen's endorsement really makes it much better, but it's a nice thought.

[wholesail]

I suppose so. I'm interested to hear about your fleet, but the street's hardly the best place for it.

There's a tavern a few blocks down that has decent outdoor seating and they're happy to serve His Majesty down there.

[circumnavigates]

Perfect. I'd never turn down a good tavern.

[She waves her hand.]

Lead the way, then. My treat.

[wholesail]

[Sua starts to walk, picking the nearest alley and sliding down it rather than stick with the main streets.]

Don't mind if anyone casts you a funny look. Shardbearers aren't exactly welcome in Leathann these days.

[circumnavigates]

I'm plenty used to that.

[Alleys sound like a good plan to her, no need to be with the crowd. She follows Sua, walking in stride with His Majesty because WHO'S A GOOD DOG, IT'S HIM.]

I take it you're not a shardbearer if it's a family business?

[wholesail]

Descended from, but four generations removed.

[It's definitely His Majesty! He keeps trying to get Rider to stop to give him more pets, all but dancing atop her feet and trying to get her to stop and ruffle his ears.]

Once a shardbearer's out of a court they're left to their own devices, so the spice trade seemed a secure money bringer for the family.

[circumnavigates]

[OH NO WHAT A GOOD DOG okay she's just going to go ahead and scoop him up in her arms, actually.]

Huh. So where does that leave you in terms of the natives and the courts?

[wholesail]

[There's a surprised yelp from His Majesty - he's no small pup! - but once it's clear Rider's got a grip on him, there's no happier pup.]

This island's been free from conflict for almost a century, in no small part because there's so few shardbearers here. It's where I've grown up, and it's where I'd like my brother's kids grow up.

Good answer, Captain?

[circumnavigates]

[All the better for carrying in her opinion! What better use of Servant strength.]

Good an answer as any. No family for you, Captain?

[wholesail]

Certain preferences make it a little harder!

[circumnavigates]

Oh yeah? Guess that gets in the way. If you're even into all that family stuff anyway.

[She'd shrug, but, dog.]

[wholesail]

Just lets me the aunt with all the good stories about sea monsters and far away lands.