The Castle
the centre of royal life
The castle sits at the centre of sprawling grounds containing gardens, training arenas, barracks, the royal stables and Lake Lilith, which is fed by the River Twinge. The royal guards which are stationed at various points around the territory will occasionally check fairies’ identities but are usually happy to let visitors wander around, unless the king orders otherwise. Within the castle itself, the west wing is the personal residence of the royal family, the east wing is the home of the court and the servants’ quarters on the lower levels. The castle is practically impregnable and is well-guarded against attack.


royal men
royal women
Morgana, sister of the King

Lady Alethea
Lady Styx
Captain Flynn
Lord Anapa
Lady Electra
Lady Rhyolite

Residents and Employees

Grayson, Squire
Flynn, Captain of the Royal Guard
Caldera, Royal & Alliance Guard
Dylan, Trainee Guard
Saffron Trainee Guard
Alector, Trainee Guard
Amber, Treasurer
Gavin, Artist
Danny, Royal Doctor
Graeling, Naval Navigator
Mohana, Librarian

Madeline, Housekeeper
Margaret, Kitchen Maid
Alistair, Stable Boy
Luke, Kennel Boy
Cypress, Kennel Boy
Jacopo, Kidnapper

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  • Royal court: The royal court is a place for people to receive an audience with members of the royal family. Petitions can be presented to the king, connections made and events held.
  • Royal stables: The royal stables offers quality horses on lease for a variety of uses.
  • Royal schools: Children can receive private tuition or schooling here.
  • Royal library: The largest collection of written works in all of Shaman.
  • Royal hospital: The only official hospital in Shaman, this is where the sick and wounded are brought to be cared for.
  • Royal gardens: Beautiful and varied gardens which are open to the public. Includes allotments, flower gardens, and open spaces to walk or ride in.
  • Barracks: Royal and Alliance guards and soldiers live in the barracks.
  • Training arena: A well-equipped arena for knights, soldiers and guards to develop their fitness and skills.
years of rest and years of slumber;

A R T H U R & P E N D R A G O N
All great men do wicked things, but people are more willing to forgive them

Arthur looked up at the sound of hoof beats upon cobbles and, getting to his feet, peered out over the stable door in time to see Lilith ease her horse into a halt and dismount gracefully. Smiling softly to himself, he returned to the bail of hay upon which he had been sitting and picked up the bridle and polish once more, easing the leather as he went to make sure it remained supple. One thing he had noticed was that Seth was not with her, and that was something which immediately reminded him of Pen. The young King missed his familiar, even the scathing and disapproving remarks would have been music to his ears after the past few weeks of silence. Admittedly, Arthur was not having as much trouble controlling his now “wild” familiar as other faeries had, first of all the merlin was too small to be of any danger to humans and was a naturally capabale hunter who tended to keep himself well fed even if he didn’t need to. Second of all, the boy had the bird of prey trained to the falconry glove, which meant that in this strange situation they now found themselves there was still a level of understanding between the two, even if it was now simply on a bird and handler level.

A shadow fell across his face as Lilith’s form blocked out the small amount of light which managed to make it through the volcanic clouds in the sky, and Arthur looked up to grin at her and the young horse, who was now busy clearing up some of the discarded hay which had fallen to the floor. The expression on her face however made him falter, and instead the monarch fixed Lil with a question expression, wise grey eyes steady but also concerned, especially when she remained perfectly silent, not even a hello. ”Oh God,” he said, “what’s happened Lil?” In the stall next to him Duke snorted loudly kicking his trough which had been emptied of water. Arthur ignored the gelding for the moment, waiting for the girl before him to elaborate. She asked him if he remembered, and he nodded in confirmation, ”of course I do” he said, the corner of his lip lifting slightly. Yet as more words began to issue from her mouth, Arthur wished that he couldn’t and, knowing exactly what she meant, sat back down on the hay with a sigh.

He said nothing, and opened the door to Duke’s stall, collected the metal bucket from its nail to the left and crossed the block to fill it with water from the pump, before returning to where he had come from, and pouring the bucket’s contents into the trough, before locking the door once more. His mind was significantly numb, a thing he guessed he was doing intentionally to try and suppress the growing sense of dread and repetitive recital of “oh no” which seemed likely to overspill and be very unhelpful. “How late?” he asked her, ”I mean…should I be worried..or...?”


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