TEST DRIVE MEME

[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 grand feast is held in the Eaglais clearing. The food is good, the music is sweet, and the evening is lit by gentle fairy lights. All Shardbearers of all courts are summoned here under a universal truce for the evening. Nature itself has shaped itself into tables, chairs, and long couches so that the new guests can rest. When they’re ready to call it a night, Shardbearers are brought to their court strongholds in a one-way trip by fairies and imps. 02. NETWORK Take advantage of your Locket! The network can be accessed by any Shardbearer with a locket or shardless characters with enchanted devices, and is a quick way to meet new people and discuss the state of the world. 03. WILDCARD. Your own scenario! Explore the Drabwurld! There are lots of places to go, and plenty of trouble to get into in them!

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[likemyfatherbeforeme]

[Luke's first thought is that it must have been damn narrow indeed for him not to know about Leia. Everyone knows about her. Even his own name is pretty well-known by this point. For the bounty on it if nothing else.]

No technology will work at all?

[He just barely resists the urge to test his lightsaber right then and there.]

[notavirtue]

None that I have ever found. Once, there was a Station where technology would function within a one mile radius of its center. Circumstances... have made it unavailable.

[It didn't exist yet, and probably wouldn't for millenia. The world got pretty messed up in their war, but it was better now. Sort of.]

My rifle, my pistol, my armor - none of it has worked since arriving here. This world is as primitive as it looks.

[likemyfatherbeforeme]

Kriff. [There are worse things he could say -a string of particularly expressive Huttese is just waiting to be released- but he really is trying to keep a better reign on his temper. But even Yoda couldn't have foreseen a setback like this.] And I thought Dagobah was bad.

[notavirtue]

I do not know either of those words.

[Bespin? Dagobah? He'd long since accepted that humans and asari and salarians had given the galaxy's stars very strange names. There was no way to know them all, but...]

What portion of the Alliance do you serve?

[likemyfatherbeforeme]

The fleet. Rogue Squadron to be specific. [Luke's confusion is growing by the moment and he finds himself wishing that he could reach out with the Force through the locket, just to see what it might tell him, but apparently it doesn't work that way. The conversation is going a bit odd, but how many Alliances can there be?]

[notavirtue]

[Also something he'd never heard of, but to be fair, he didn't spend his time memorizing the different fleets and their squadrons.]

What was your mission? What enemy did you fight?

[It was possible he was from a time before the Reapers, before Shepard, but that only accounted for thirty years.]

[likemyfatherbeforeme]

[There's a noticeable pause at that. Not because Luke has to think particularly hard about the answer, but just because it's so obvious.]

The Empire. Who else is there?

[The Hutts maybe, but he's well aware that's more personal for him than anything else. The Alliance doesn't have the time or resources to fight more than one enemy. It barely has enough to fight one as it is.]

[notavirtue]

Unless you mean to tell me humans are somehow fighting the Prothean Empire, then you and I are from two very different places.

[His people had gone extinct a long time ago, and there was no other race that claimed the title of empire in the present galaxy. Still, he wasn't going to complain about finding someone else from space.]

I have met few others that are familiar with interstellar travel, and fewer still from the same galaxy.

[likemyfatherbeforeme]

[Well. That's disheartening to say the least. Just what sort of backwater has he gotten himself stuck on?]

When you say few... Just how few do you mean?

[notavirtue]

Less than five in the two and half years I have been here. Many more recognize it is possible, but have not traveled beyond their own moon.

[Welcome to fairy hell, Luke. At least the plumbing wasn't too terrible.]

[likemyfatherbeforeme]

[All right. So that's worthy of a short burst of angry Huttese. It may not exactly be jedi behavior, but he's not exactly a jedi is he?]

I can't believe this. And if there's no power then there's no way off this rock, is there?

[notavirtue]

Certainly not. Even if you could leave, I do not know what you would find. This world defies normalcy. Once, the moon fell from the sky, and warring factions chased it to harness its power.

[You just couldn't make this stuff up.]

[likemyfatherbeforeme]

...

You've gotta be kidding me. Right?

[Right?]

[notavirtue]

I would not believe it either, if I had not seen it for myself. These people do not understand technology, and will not for a very long time, but their magic is almost beyond comprehension.

[And two and half years ago he'd stubbornly refused to even call it magic. Maybe he'd adapted a little too well.]

[likemyfatherbeforeme]

When you say magic... What do you mean exactly? [It's something he has an interest in. After all, the Force might be seen as a sort of magic or superstition easily enough.]

Is it just a power that seems beyond what a normal being might have or is it... actual magic? [Wow, Skywalker. Vague enough for you? Luke winces even as he says it.]

[notavirtue]

Is magic not a power beyond what a normal being might have? I do not know how else to describe it.

[He shrugged.]

These lockets have no technology, yet are capable of highly advanced communication. Fire can be summoned without stone or match, and the city of Leathann flies without mass effect fields. There are rings or tokens that allow people to cross the map in one step, and there are people that turn into animals.

[Not that... he has any personal experience with that last one. Never ask him about it.]

That is magic in this world.

[likemyfatherbeforeme]

I don't know. I've seen a few things that might be called magic, but aren't. [At least as far as he knows. His knowledge of the Force is still shaky but 'not magic' is part that he's relatively certain of. The line sure can seem blurry though.] I think.

[He sighs and rubs a hand over his face, frustrated.]

Oh, what do I know? Fine. So this place has magic. But what does it want with us? And what has it got against tech?

[notavirtue]

Where I am from, only primitive species would see technology and biotics as magic. There is always a scientific explanation. [A terse sigh.] Not in this world, though.

What this world wants from you is your shard. Perhaps some will tell you that it is your fate, or destiny, to be here. That you will play some grand role in what unfolds here - but it is only your shard that matters. Through its power, the war will tip in favor of whatever court holds the majority of them.

[Or, whomever stole all of them out from under the courts.]