Oliford

















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.



Royalty

king
Mordred
queen
Gaiane
Heir
Loholt
royal men
--
royal women
Morgana, sister of the King

consorts
--
courtiers
Lady Alethea
Lady Styx
Captain Flynn
Lord Anapa
Lady Electra
Lady Rhyolite



Residents and Employees

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

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

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located here
  • 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.
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“Well okay then Adonis, we’ll leave it at that then.” She offered a gentle smile and shook his hand, her fingers surprisingly warm against his cold ones. Truth be told, Charlotte had yet to feel the effects of the weather, there was far too much adrenaline pumping through her veins at trying to make it here alive (hah, alive, if only) and in one piece at that. He really was too kind and, in a way, reminded the girl of her best friend Bo back home. “I like where I came from – somehow I believe you when you say I can’t go back – but I do think I’d like to talk about it from time to time. My memories are very beautiful.” She mentioned, trying to ease the darkness off of his shoulders. Her hand slipped back to her side and mechanically reached for the pack of cigarettes that she usually kept in her pocket but found nothing but more wet fabric instead. She hung her head at this, the silvery bangs sliding across her narrow countenance as she bit her lip in frustration. Damnit, she huffed inwardly. This wouldn’t go over too well.

She picked her head up again when he inquired about her dress, her hand shifted to cover up the mild tear in the slinky black fabric. She didn’t feel self-conscious about how short or small the garment was, well, not really, maybe now if only because it was torn and hanging off of her bony bird-riddled figure. “Ah, thanks but I can manage I think. It’s only a small tear – this thing won’t last a week in that wilderness I saw out there. I’ll have to find something much stronger later.” Her pale stormcloud gray eyes studied the windows at the equally gray weather outside, the expression on her face was as unreadable as the gaze she had. “I’ve lived with six other people since I was seven – most of them older than me. I was the baby until Anya came so I did a little growing up. I’m not quite sure though…how exactly I’m supposed to live now. Without the caravan…” She shrugged, reached for her cigarettes again. Again, there was that quiet snarl (more to herself than anyone else) over finding the pocket empty. Right now would be a great time to muse over a smoke…well, if she had one.

Another voice chimed in, similar but different, more quiet as it rang between her ears. Her eyes looked down and over to the wolf that now stood up between them. “Well hello there handsome.” She greeted, the bad mood lifting significantly at his bright and happy face. Charlotte smiled at Itzal and reached her hand out slowly to him. A talking animal. Well, it certainly was different she supposed. Then again, a fifteen fingered girl and a boy who could figure eight himself with himself…that kind of went in that same boat with odd and freaky things. “Well Itzal it’s nice to meet you as well. If I could be a wolf and speak as well, I would introduce myself…simply because I could.” She said, trying to stick up for Adonis as his mind drifted from the conversation. She squatted down to study his eyes – they reminded her of butterscotch, Aunt Shelley’s favorite candy used to be that.

“Adonis, Itzal…could you tell me a little more? About everything?”



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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