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!

Comments

edge of the crowd.

[counterfeight]

[ After running into that... odd Kirei, but the Gawain he knows, Archer is more than prepared for the discrepancies in the timelines, and the sight of this lancer... how odd. But "how odd" seems to be the theme of the evening, so it might not be that odd at all, by those standards.

He hasn't bothered to try any of the food or even to ease his way into the festivities, but he waits for Lancer to get close, rather than approach. They'll both know the other is a Servant, so why bother hiding it? ]

You're pretty calm, considering the situation.

dropkicks

[cuchulainn]

[ if one more person that lancer would rather see stabbed showed up, he was going to- ]

Same goes for you, Archer.

[ this is about as cordial he was going to get for the moment. although, they weren't necessarily at war at the moment- so he assumed -that didn't mean lancer liked him any more.

whatever; there was no point in bickering about it for now. ]

Enjoying yourself?

dickpunts

[counterfeight]

[ ... Ah, well if there was something he wasn't expecting, it would be for this version of Lancer to know what his class is... unless they really were summoned and he were the last to be accounted for? Gawain would be Saber, he would be archer, and now apparently, a Lancer... perhaps Drake is somewhere around here as well, and there'll be a small disaster as half the country side is pillaged.

Confusion flickers across his face for a brief moment, before he recovers, hides the emotion away behind a smug mask. ]

As much as one can, like this.

[ You know, summoned out of the blue, not having a master... Being served all this food which kind of sucks... Stuff like that. ]