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!

Comments

[unabatedly]

[He is not the only one roaming.

Neria Surana wanders the halls as well, ever watchful, for she does not trust the people in this place any more than she would trust the nobility of any hall. She has had experience with these things - fleeting as it was - and she knows that wherever she goes, she will be looked down upon by those above her. She is an elf, she is a mage; one of these things will be reviled and hated. But she carries both like a cloak and she is unapologetic for what and who she is. The few who have spoken to her here at Caer Glaem seem more interested in what she can offer than in her status (for now), and that is something she can work with, at least.

But there are odd creatures here, things she's never seen before. A spell wisp wraps itself around her in loops, casting a faint light in its wake, and she gives a wary glance over at the lion who pads near her.

She's even more startled to hear him suddenly chuckle.]

...Did you just laugh?

[maned]

[ Attention caught by the wispy lights of the spell the woman cloaks herself in, he comes to a stop at a respectable distance to answer her mildly. ]

I'd not heard the joke before.

[ And the fairies are dearly cheerful little things, he doesn't mind them perching on his mane. ]

[unabatedly]

[By the Maker. And it - he - talks too. Her eyes are wide with surprise as she regards the large animal.]

I've never heard a lion speak before.

[But then she remembers herself and she tips her head politely.]

I apologize. You probably have heard the same many times before me.

[maned]

[ The sheer size of him as he approaches ought to clue her in that he is no ordinary lion, along with the half-smile that plays around his muzzle and in his golden eyes. ]

I have, but I don't mind. Well met and good evening, my lady. I am Aslan.

[unabatedly]

[My, what big teeth he has. Well. She gives him a gentle smile.]

I am called Neria. It is a pleasure to meet you, Aslan. You're the most remarkable thing I've seen here.

[And that's saying something, considering.]

You were drawn here by the faeries as well, I take it?