TEST DRIVE MEME #5

[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

[hotinhere]

[Welcome to the world of feels.

Just like how she has no idea how these fairies differ from the elves. I mean, they act and look kind of similar but not one was as obnoxious as their two. Maybe they just had bad elf luck.

Let it be known that Farnese is also not the most ecstatic about playing army again. It didn't work out last time and they have way more important things to do. She frowns as she thinks back to her introduction of this place. It had been nice to be told she was needed... But she was needed with the others too. She had finally began to accept that.]

That we have been "recruited" for. [A pause.] Should we just defect again?

[Super casually said in the middle of a party.]

[backtalker]

[When will he get off this wild ride... (never.)

Serpico, for his part, has never been ecstatic about anything; this new army recruitment included. He thinks they at least have the advantage of experience, although theirs is a little less traditional than other armies. But in all honesty, he doesn't have a preference unless turning around and going home right now counts.

The corner of his mouth twitches when she just drops the idea of defecting like that; subtlety is the other thing he was never able to impress upon her... Jesus.]

Where would we go? [That's not a no, that is proper planning.]

[hotinhere]

[Thinking ahead has never been Farnese's strong point.

There are a million answers that pop into her head, like back to the boat or even find Elfheim themselves, but they all boil back down to Guts and company. And so they are back to square one. The frown deepens as she tries to figure it out.

Why can't they just wander aimlessly? It worked the last time.]

Were you able to find any hint to where we are?

[When you were a herald you learned maps, right? Figure it out now.]

[backtalker]

[Farnese. Next you'll be kicking him out of windows again. He scratches his cheek only a trifle guiltily, because no, he has no idea where this place is in relation to where they came from. And not only because they were just at sea.

Still.] Some servants were talking in one of the rooms I passed... [As usual, he stopped to creep.] They were wondering how many places new faces were going to turn up in. None of it sounded familiar, though— It looks like this really is a different world.

[A beat.]

Are we going back to traveling? Being lost is a real change of pace.

[hotinhere]

[The wind spirits will help him out now, don't be a baby. Anyway, when Serpico says he has no idea where they are they really, truly are lost and Farnese needs a second to let that sink in. Falling into a whole new world is a little much even for them.

Even though she has been getting better about a lot of things it's still difficult for Farnese to stomach having no idea what to do. She was doing so well with feeling grounded with the whole witch thing. But Serpico is asking her opinion and she has to say something-!]

If others are being found in different towns traveling would allow a larger area to search.

[Right? That's quicker? Is that the right answer?]

[backtalker]

[When did he ever complain, wow, presumptuous. More importantly, as there are no nearby windows, they are indeed thoroughly lost. Serpico wonders if he should be more concerned about this than he evidently is, but - Farnese is here. That has always been enough.

Maybe the wind spirits are finally getting to him? He elects to leave that passing thought well and truly alone, before it has a chance to catch. They are both here, and that is enough.]

Well, I don't know if they actually are... It was only gossip. There's always the other faction's stronghold, though.

[Next on the sibling bonding adventure, "Oops, we're lost in the mountains, well we should just stay here."]

[hotinhere]

[Too bad there isn't an intercom throughout the drabwurld: "urgent: two lost siblings, meet at the customer service desk".

Serpico brings up an interesting point though, this whole other stronghold thing. She hadn't paid that close attention to the actual reason for the drafting after all.]

They probably won't just let us visit the other stronghold. [That sounds too easy. It's lacking at least three behemoths monsters to kill.]

Either way they are out there! We just have to find a way to check everywhere.

[Trying to be optimistic. Maybe they will get thrown into the dungeons if they wait around here long enough?]

[backtalker]

[What would she even do if he weren't here to pay attention for her...]

Are we going to do things the wholesome way again? [Because being Holy Knights was very wholesome.] If we cooperate with them, they're bound to send us over there sooner or later.

[You know. For the war effort. Probably.]

[hotinhere]

[Some questions are better left unanswered...

This is no time for sass, Serpico. She's killed a few hundred innocent people in the name of armies before. She is Skeptical. Also how does one even function as a foot solider?]

I agree, but I'm not so sure. We hardly know anything about them.

[Jumping into fanatical things didn't work out last time. Haahaha.]

[backtalker]

[It's always time for sass. And she'd find a way- she sort of knows how to use a sword, after all. Serpico would help.

He shrugs.] We can't deliberate forever. It might be easier to learn more if we're on their side, at least on paper.

[Enough to decide whether they'll stay or go wander around the countryside, that is; he has no real interest in trying to actually deceive these people and probably put their safety on the line for it. If there's a correct plan, it's probably this one - but still, he can understand her unease.

And they are really not suited to court life, to which end he helpfully adds,] It's different from home.

[Home-home. Daddy Vandimion home. Snow metaphors home.]