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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[marksqueen]

[Aslan. She thought she said goodbye to him in Narnia, but here he is again, as big as she remembered. Susan notes the fact that she can see him right away, which honestly is a bit of a relief to her after all that uncertainty earlier. And him being here means he can explain everything and send her and her siblings back home.

She approaches him, curtseying. Note how she is still in her Narnian clothes, Aslan]

Aslan.

[maned]

Dear One.

[ He pauses when she approaches, something of a surprised smile in his tone; his senses are somewhat dampened here and he cannot tell where the children are, if they are here at all. Strange. That she is still wearing Narnian clothing is ... curious, for the moment. ]

Come closer, Susan. You need not keep your distance from me.

[marksqueen]

[the fact that he seems surprised to see her does not put her at ease. Before, he's always seemed to be aware of things and have a plan. Still, he's said before that nothing happens the same way twice. Maybe even he can be surprised.

Obediently she approaches him, looking deep into his eyes. Feeling his wildness and kindness, and she boldly rests her hand in his mane]

I didn't think I would ever see you again.

[maned]

Did I not say that you would come to know me by another name? I have never left you, Susan. Not for a moment.

[ His presence is enough to soothe the wild creatures here, evidenced as fairies calm down twicefold where they have flown away to the rafters with Susan's approach. Yet Aslan himself, though pleased to see her, is troubled. ]

Walk with me awhile, we must talk. Should you find your brothers and sister, you will need to instruct them, also.

[marksqueen]

[she bites her lip. But that's exactly how it felt when he told her that she and Peter couldn't come back to Narnia. She takes a breath, her fingers tightening in his mane. Holding onto him just as she did during that night walk to the Stone Table]

I will do my best, Aslan. Just tell me what to say.

[maned]

[ She is more than welcome to stay close. It is where he wants her. ]

I am much diminished, Susan. Where once I saw great leagues, far across the waves, now I am sundered too, just as you are. There is a land away north where dark creatures roam, ruled by a High-Queen, and I do not believe her mercy toward those she houses in her domain is true. I have been there this night, I have walked unseen through her husband's home. It is not a place for wholesome creatures and many there yet are.

[ Concern paints his pensive words, soft in their emphasis. ]

There is a deep and ancient magic in this land, one that even I cannot overrule. You must be careful, Dear Heart, and so must your family. Careful and brave twicefold, more than you ever were during all your trials in Narnia.

[marksqueen]

[as he speaks it becomes clear to Susan that he had nothing to do with her or her siblings arriving in this land. Whatever magic is at work here, it is something beyond him. And that really makes her nervous. Yet she and her siblings and Aslan are all here. Surely that must mean something?

She thinks about what she knows of fairies. She was never given into fantasy, but she did learn a bit while she was a queen in Narnia]

We will be, Aslan. We always manage to keep each other safe.

[maned]

That much I do have faith in and always have.

[ His golden eyes rest on her, seeing not only her outward appearance but looking to the state of her heart; inviting her to speak. ]

[marksqueen]

[there is only one thing she can think to say. It's the same thing that's been bothering her for a while]

Are we going to be asked to leave this place once we've done what they want? Will we be sent home?

[maned]

Many stay. The race of Adam lives toward the south.

[ Which is all he will say to that, his gaze never wandering from hers. The grief of leaving Narnia is still fresh for her, he does not need to be himself to see and understand that. ]

I know the language spoken here, it came from the land long ago, before my eyes ever opened. I know the manner of creatures here too, what ventures into the wilderlands may remain in them. But, Susan, this land will eat your heart if you let it. Neither good nor evil, it simply is.

[marksqueen]

[it was a reasonable question to ask. She doesn't want to get too attached like she did the first time she was in Narnia. The second time she was more cautious and she still ended up forming bonds. Saying goodbye to Reepicheep, Trumpkin, Caspian and above all Aslan... It was painful for her]

I'll watch out for Lucy. She's much more likely to fall in love with this place. I'll be sure her heart isn't eaten. I won't let this place hurt her.

[maned]

[ Raising his great head, he stops their pacing at the end of a corridor, the open air of a small garden ahead. Speaks as he senses. ]

Caer Glaem will protect you. The trees and beasts yearn to stay close to it, it will serve you better than not to stay here. For my part, I must speak with the White Hart whom I would call cousin.

[marksqueen]

The White Hart. Is this creature like you? Wild but good?

[maned]

Yes. I know him well or I did, a long time ago. He is not an unkind king yet wilder than I. As I knew him, his Father was the earth itself and his Mother the air.

[ His shoulder nudges her fondly. ]

I should not ask to ride on his back, if you meet.

[marksqueen]

[if Aslan knows this White Hart and claims him as an acquaintance, Susan will do her best to be polite and respectful should their paths ever cross. But she will also be careful. Because a being even wilder than Aslan is far beyond what she can even imagine, let alone handle]

Aslan, I don't have my bow or my horn. I left them in Narnia.

[maned]

You are no less capable without them, Susan. There will be other bows. Other opportunities to help others and yourself.

[marksqueen]

I know. I just... I wish I had them, that's all. I'd feel better about this place if I did.