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 Seelie and Unseelie courts welcome you with mirthful revelry and hearty food. 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!

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[pinot]

[ the woods haven't exactly been fenris' first go-to place for relaxation. and yet, today, he embarks there out of almost necessity. things are turbulent at best back in kirkwall—they are all upon the brink of something that sits stale and stagnant in the air, choking anyone with each breath. and to be dragged here, to a fight he has nothing to do with, nothing on either side to care for...

it is too much to stand and he doesn't like it.

there is a quiet comfort within the forest that fenris needs. first and foremost, and perhaps the most important point of all: there will be no one around. and that is what he needs. the silence and solitude so he can think. it's laughable, really, that he is finally free completely, only to find himself ensnared once more, forced into something he wants no part of.

this just stands to reason that no man will ever be truly free.

a large greatsword is strapped to his back, nearly the size of himself and gleaming in stray beams of sunlight. his footsteps are near silent out of years practice at not making a sound rather than attempting to sneak up on anyone. he hears the shifting of a body, the nocking of the arrow—a sound he knows so well now from sebastian—and the voice.

fenris slows his steps, but never stops, not until the owner of voice and arrow alike are within his proper vision. his posture is slightly slumped; at first glance he gives no sign of being a feral beast. a slow blink as he looks from the point of the arrow to the face of the man.

no. elf.

at the very least, he doesn't appear to be dalish. a plus. ]

At ease. I mean no harm nor disruption.

apologies for the delay! life happened (and still is sob)

[orcsurfing]

[ The one who shows his face is kin, that much is obvious at the first glance. An elf will always recognise one of their own, but it is kin strange to him. Even with all his travels, even with all that he had seen already, he either hadn't seen all or as is the way of this strange world, it is kin of another time or another world, entirely separate of Middle-Earth, but all the same... in Legolas' eyes it changes nothing much at all.

He offers a smile, small and subtle, but easily reaching his eyes. The arrow returns to his quiver, bow lowered without a question. Wary he may still be, however, times of war - regardless of place - do not necessarily lend themselves to trust easily given. Had they met at the Seelie court, things might have been different, but alas.

Though in truth, not many of the Unseelie court would dare to wander this far south, beyond Caer Glaem no less and into the Great Greenwood. ]

My apologies for the harsh greeting. Times of war require a higher vigilance, though it is no excuse for my hastiness.

[ Soft tones, all polite and seemingly at ease, though his eyes remain fixed on the other elf curiously. ]

It is not a common occurrence to find one of a kin here in this strange world.