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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[depicted]

Dorian raises his eyebrows at the little display. It's been a while since anyone has ever acted like that to him. (Well, outside Midnight Court meetings. And even then, criminals are incredibly mouthy people.

Basically, scrawny teenage boy gets no respect.)

"You're in Eaglais, which is in Glaschu, which is on . . . come to think of it, no idea if the continent has a name. Which is in Allaidh Darach, the first world."

He knows it isn't helpful. He just sucks at being helpful. At least he nods towards Luke's leg. "And you can probably get a healer to work on that. I know a few, they're probably here. I can ring one up."

[burningdaylight]

Well, it's an answer -- one that takes a while to penetrate a thick layer of brain fog. Not the one he expected, either, if his dazed stare is anything to go by, because none of the names are clicking and he's pretty damn sure his map, if he still had his, couldn't help him here.

"Uh..." He shakes his head in an attempt to clear it, apologetic and exhausted. Maybe he misheard something. "What? ...You've got doctors with you?"

[depicted]

Yeah, poor newcomer. The leg might be the first thing to deal with.

"Sure, lots of 'em. Hell, I can do a bit of healing myself. You should sit." Dorian practically wants to drag the kid ('kid,' although Luke looks to have almost a decade on Dorian's own physical age, but then, Dorian probably has a century on him in the end) to a chair himself. "Maybe some steadying mead while you rest."