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TEST DRIVE MEME
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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Except he's not. Most servants don't have missing limbs, and it is obvious that Diarmuid's silver right arm is a replacement even if it moves as if he was born with it. He also has three odd red 'scars' that start near his right cheekbone and travel down his neck before disappearing. When he speaks, the observant will notice silver fangs in his mouth. These are all things that mark him as very much no longer a normal servant. His years here have changed him quite a bit.
Yet, with all the changes, his smile as he approaches is gentle and welcoming. When he speaks, the words are not in the normal language of the world, but the language he grew up with. One he knows his fellow servant grew up with as well. Ancient Gaelic.]
Finally, they have seen fit to return the Son of Light to us. You have missed a great deal, my friend.