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

[folklorish]

And you do not understand how those two words - their meanings - are interchangeable?

[ What are they teaching kids these days? Sheesh. ]

Magic is a part of who I am. It is .. in my blood, if you like.

[smithwork]

Just because you're good at something doesn't mean you always have to make a point of being the best, that'd be obnoxious. Besides, who wants a gangly guy yapping on about dragons all the time? Approximately no one.

[ Hiccup rubs the back of his head, ruffling his hair. With a frankness born of experience in the Drabwurld, he tells him, ]

You should guard your blood, then. [ Which is a weird thing to tell anyone, but he sincerely means it. ] More than you normally would, anyway. People are always greedy for magical content in just about anything.

[folklorish]

No, it would mean you strove to best yourself. [ Blessed Danu, does the boy have no self respect whatsoever? Nuada frowns, dropping all pretense at not being dangerous, and moves forward until he's in danger of looming over Hiccup.

Or as much looming as a six-foot-something elf prince can. ]

I would. Dragons are magnificent creatures. Their intelligence is immeasurable, as is their magic. And if you can get one to tell you stories, even if in exchange for gold, it is well worth it.

[ ... and then someone has to ruin his lapse in judgement. ] It does not work in that manner. But I would be happy to remove the head of any fool who tries.

[smithwork]

[ Hiccup's smile is a little wry until he finds himself with a faceful of Elf, raising his chin a little so his own height of six-foot-one gives him back a minor advantage. Not much, considering Nuada is around fifty times as threatening (and would probably still be so if he was three-foot tall, since Hiccup could be twelve-feet and still as frightening as a limp loaf). At least the guy knows how to take care of himself, as if a first glance couldn't have told Hiccup that anyway.

He zones in his predictable topic of interest. ]

What kind of dragon is magical? I've never met one who could speak anything but Dragonese. [ Even as wary as he is, his eyes are wide with fascination at the prospect of hearing a dragon talk, as in with real words. ] You've seen them?

[folklorish]

[ Truthfully, Hiccup is only a couple of inches shorter than Nuada. Mankind was somewhat shorter during their developmental phase, and the elf prince towered over his adversaries once. But with evolution comes a change in height, so that advantage isn't as ... advantageous as it once was. But his ferocity does tend to make up for that. ]

The ones I am acquainted with. [ Clearly. ] Only a few deigned to speak, so I suppose it is possible not all of them knew how. Or wanted to.

[ He shrugs and moves away, still feeling restless and unwilling to remain in one place. ]

Yes. My father treated with them.