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EACHDRAIDH RP ([personal profile] fairyfoes) wrote in [community profile] fairynuff2014-09-11 10:13 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME #4


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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bythewaves: (here i stand)

/pats

[personal profile] bythewaves 2014-09-12 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
Curious, but it is not the first time that his song has been rebuffed, and in any case, she is calming, with or without it, so although he almost instinctively continues, he laces less and less power into it, contenting himself with body language.

"None of us did, lady, most drawn here unknowing. Two Queens and two Kings there are - those of the Seelie and those of the Unseelie. They draw us here and say that we are shardbearers, wielders of great power... and tools for them in their Ages long fight. The Seelie say the Unseelie wish to drown all the worlds in chaos and darkness. The Unseelie say the Seelie wish only the utter perfection and stillness of order that comes from the binding of wills. Which is the truth? Likely, it lies somewhere in between."
bondedgryphon: (Contemplative)

[personal profile] bondedgryphon 2014-09-12 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
It isn't even that she's unappreciative of the gesture, but with the healing magic she has to make a conscious effort to accept them; and considering how overwhelming this entire ordeal has been so far, she's far more closed off than she would normally be. Recognizing that he is attempting empathy to calm and soothe, however, is in itself helpful and calming.

Her ear tufts flick this way and that, "What issss a ssssharrdbearrerr?"
bythewaves: (prince)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2014-09-13 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Maglor smiles grimly. "We are - their precious pawns. It is said that a gem of great power lies within us - has always done so, but only lately manifested - or so they say. It holds, supposedly, something of the potential of our homes. Whomsoever holds them, they say, may determine the fate of the worlds. The catch? The only way to obtain a shard, is to slay the bearer. And rip it from their chest. This is the war they commandeer us for."

Terribly sorry for the delay!

[personal profile] bondedgryphon 2014-09-26 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Zhaneel listens as Maglor speaks, her small ear tufts perked forward as much as they can be. Her feathered brow knits slightly as he explains what the shardbearers are and she shakes her head once, motioning with her beak abruptly.

"Fatherrrr neverrr ssspoke of ssssuch a thing durrrring ourrr crrreation... How could ssssuch thingsss come to be within usss?"

It's at the last, however, that she grows still, eying Maglor warily as her posture shifts ever so slightly; a slight tensing of her haunches and shoulders as her hackles begin to rise. "Thisss warrrr isss not my own," she says softly, her words just over a whisper. "Do the otherrrsss kill ssso willingly?" She's tense and ready to take to the air with one abrupt moment, or fight to defend if she must.
bythewaves: (hmph)

/is even slower sob sorry!

[personal profile] bythewaves 2014-09-29 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
"And my world has known enough trouble with jewels." Maglor shrugs. "They say this, and behold, there was even a shard wrenched from my beloved brother's chest by his murderer, but we had no knowledge of such things before they brought us here."

A grim, fell smile. "Some do. But most of my kin are tired of fighting, and reluctant to do so at another's bidding. Unless you come between me and mine, lady - you are in no danger from me."
bondedgryphon: (Watchful 2)

Oh pish-posh! <3

[personal profile] bondedgryphon 2014-09-29 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
She flinches when he tells of his own brother's death, ear tufts flattening against her skull. Her entire body seems to pull in on itself and her voice is soft when she speaks, a soft trill and hiss reappearing. "I am terrrribly sssorrrry... I did not mean to upssset."

She shakes her head, crouched nearly low enough to touch the ground. "I would wissssh no harrrrm upon thosse I have only jusst met... I do not wissssh to fight a battle that isss not my own if it isss frrruitless..." At least when fighting Ma'ar, it had been to keep a madman (madMage) from taking charge with his Gifts.
bythewaves: (alone)

<3

[personal profile] bythewaves 2014-09-29 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
He gentles, responding instinctively to her fear, the fell light fading from his eyes, the crackle of his anger dying away (it some ways, it is almost more frightening, how easily he controls himself, banks the anger away until he can use it again, lets it simmer deep and hidden), voice softening.

"Forgive me, I did not mean to frighten you, Lady. No insult was meant, and none taken."
bondedgryphon: (Wistful 2)

[personal profile] bondedgryphon 2014-09-29 03:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Zhaneel is a far cry from being as strong as Aubri is, at least in her own eyes; she had tried to suicide just a few short weeks ago and one did not come around whole from that immediately. Zhaneel was broken in so many ways, only no one had paid any attention and stopped it from getting worse. She was used to being bullied and knocked around. She was used to being cuffed when being rebuked or corrected. Was is right that she was so brow beaten as to expect the worst at every turn? No, of course not... but it was what she knew.

She is trembling, hunched over the ground as her wings flutter in a half fanned position along her back. Maglor's anger is impressive and so is his ability to reign it in so sharply and immediately. "It isss fine," she replies softly, pupils nearly filling her eyes as she looks at the man. "It isss not my intent to fight with anyone... I jusst... " She trails off, looking down.
bythewaves: (hm?)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2014-09-30 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
Since youth his instinct has been to reach out to those in need, and seeing her behave so now wakes those old instincts, a flare of unexpected anger at the behaviour so typical of one who has been hurt, and badly so. Despite the flare of temper in his eyes, his voice stays low and gentle and he moves to settle on the ground near her, dropping himself to her level, hands empty and clearly visible he offers one to her in supplication.

"Ah, young one. I am sorry, I did not mean to upset you so, Lady. I will do you no harm this day, there is no need to fear me."
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