TEST DRIVE MEME #4

[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

[babblings]

Yes, I suppose it is. [ Mythal did the shadows just move over there?

Her clan would say this was all Fen'Harel, leading everyone astray. She would've believed that, and maybe a part of her still does, even despite the imps and the faeries. ]

[ His eyes are - interesting, she finds. A curious thing, and she cannot entirely say if there's magic to them, to him, or if just around them. Maybe it's both. ] I - I thought a forest would be better than being inside that castle. Too many turns in there.

But this forest doesn't seem like it wants anyone to leave. Do you find that it keeps changing? [ and lastly, with a tone falling softer. ] It's so dismal and dark here.

[gwynbleidd]

[The observation gives him bitter amusement. An evil forest can, yes, be worse than a castle, but he also knows a castle can hold darker secrets and even darker men than a mere nefarious cluttering of woods.

He returns the locket in his hand to a safe nitch in his satchel so it's not lost among the dark, twisting brambles, and then he looks around them critically.] It could be possessed by a spirit. I don't know of one that could do it to an entire forest, but it may be possible. [Or a sorcerer maybe.

Or it could just be sick. Nature consumed by grief, or tortured by people trying to dismantle it. He can't hear its voice himself, but he can feel the angry aura tingling his skin.] Standing around could be dangerous.