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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[laat]

[ She concluded then, when his assessment rings so easily true, that she is not at all hiding it well. Her taut shoulders were already beginning to form sore knots, and it was that infinitely untamed part to her being that continued to writhe just beneath her skin even as her frame hummed with weariness.

Even, measured calm was far beyond her reaches still. (Could she even use Kyne's Peace on herself?) ] Unused to any bonds, at that. It's not in my nature.

[ Aside from bonds of her purpose, but that was different. ] But all bonds break.

A fact you sound aware of. [ She tastes the drink with caution, with no desire to bear poison from their captors. She tips her head to the direction of the court, before turning to watch him again. ] They seem unnervingly pleased with themselves.

[restandbegrateful]

And why shouldn't they be? [ He shoots a venomous look back over his shoulder at the brightness of the gaiety behind them, tip of his tongue raking over the tips of his teeth behind his closed mouth. His disdain is something that humms off his skin like a well-struck chord. ]

They've a crowd of puppets happy to dance at the gentlest tug of a string. Even a mabari would have better sense than to trust it.