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.
I stand in the sun and melt in the wind

Adonis looked like the kind of guy whose puppy was just ran over by a car and he was trying hard not to cry about it even if he wanted to. Granted, there was a wolf sitting at his feet so it was a pointless thought process by the girl who stood and watched him amidst the shuffling wet masses. How she got here, she wasn’t sure. Why she was here, she wasn’t sure. She didn’t know if she cared to know the reasons either. Charlotte felt the need to be practical and simple-minded in situations that called for it – Shaman being one of those reasons. All she could do was stand and watch the people around her and try to understand them for who and what they were before making her first honest opinion about them.

Adonis was rather fascinating to watch though, while others worried about themselves he was concerned more for the children. Charlotte smiled at the idea that maybe these were his kids and that he was looking after them first and foremost, perhaps he’d worry about his own health later. She didn’t doubt he would, he seemed intelligent enough, sick enough too.

The woman was out of place, her black strappy heels covered in mud, the small black dress torn at the corner (she’d have to try and sew that or replace it later) and her hair a soggy wet white-gray mess after her rough tumble through the ditch. She couldn’t remember getting hit by a car just moments prior. She couldn’t remember much of anything other than her name and the life she’d lived. Where was Lauliette when you needed someone to amuse you? Where was Anya to freak people out so they’d stop worrying about the simple things? Then again, she didn’t come intact with both the appreciation and fear for all things ‘Shaman’ so…

There were several conversations happening all around her, children playing together (including the ones now adorned with Adonis’s coat) and others who sat quietly by themselves in quiet contemplation. Charlotte spotted a coat hanging off the back of a chair and picked it up before making her way towards him.

“Can’t help them if you’re dead.” She said quietly and lifting her chin a bit so that the pale gray of her eyes could squarely meet with the gold ones he had. She offered him a jacket. “You look sick, even moreso than the rest. Take the jacket, stay warm. The guy that owns it has something warm on – something dry as well. You need it.” Charlotte wasn’t one to be all too caring for perfect strangers but judging from the brief moments she had experienced in Shaman anything was possible, even from the stubborn white-haired woman.

“Charlotte. Charlotte Tweet. I’m from Bellingham – but I’m going to take a good guess and say that-that doesn’t matter here. Does it.”

Charlotte Tweet
So we did make love. Is that what you're calling it?
…this is probably just another one of those cry-for-help things.


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