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

oh my goddddddddddddd

[climbed]

[ at first, bran's convinced this is another walking dream.

this keep is nothing like winterfell, though, and that's the one that often frequents his dreams--summer is nowhere to be found, either, a fact that's often distressing. he has no use of his legs, but the fae have helped him to a chair, where he sits, uncomfortable and unprotected. without the reeds or hodor around, he's stuck here, no matter who should appear to have his head, or something worse.

but, when he sees his father, bran freezes, eyes wide, mouth dropping open. the last time he saw his father was before the fall, and the news of his death had been the kind of pain you couldn't just wish away, twisting deep and pained in his gut, and he wonders what kind of trick this is, because he doesn't dare hope, doesn't dare think-- ]

...father? [ but his voice comes out small, young, broken, just loud enough to be heard over the din of the crowd, and his hands grip tight at the armrests as he waits for the sword to drop, inevitably, and tries to act like his father would have him, proud and princely (but all he wants to do, for a moment, is cry.) ]

fffff little pup come here

[quietwolf]

[ He hears a voice he can't mistake and gives pause. Setting eyes on Bran, Ned limps over at a quickening pace with his cane to draw him in against his side when he nears, tight and protective. ]

Oh, Bran.

[ And all he can think is, He's awake. ]