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.
a daddy who let his demons out, darby.
IP: 90.255.119.86

Warning: much swearing.


your uncle sells drugs, your cousin is a cutter
your grandma is a fluffer, your granddad's in the gutter

Sapphy had just about had it with the whiny kid.

“What, you blankin’ me now?” She demanded of the darkness, her lips curling in an invisible snarl.

Blanking was disrespectful. Sapphy did not tolerate being disrespected. She wasn’t a doormat who let people walk all of her, even if they were only three, and she sure as hell wasn’t weak. She made a mental note to teach the kid a lesson when they got out of here.

Then it happened. The light shining through the crack under the door reflected off something and shimmered brilliantly, just for a second. It was so quick, and so bright in the surrounding darkness, that Sapphy couldn’t even see what it was. It left her groaning and blinking, rubbing her eyes. The fuck was that? Something that had rolled in front of the door maybe? If she found it, she might be able to use it to reflect light back into the room and they could find that crowbar. Carefully, Sapphy dropped to her knees and started patting the wooden floorboards.

The little kid had started muttering to himself. Sapphy rolled her eyes, ignoring him completely until she overheard one word which felt like an iron grip over her heart.

“Spiders?” She pushed her head up fast and accidentally hit it on a shelf. She grabbed her head, groaning. “Fuck! Spiders where? I’m stayin’ the fuck away from any spiders.”

The little boy didn’t seem to hear her. His tone of voice seemed to change. Sapphy rubbed her head furiously, angling one ear towards the sound so she could hear a bit better. Was that… squeaking? Better not be rats. There had been plenty of rats in the house where Sapphy grew up, so she was more used to their presence than a girl her age should be, but she also knew from grim experience how sharp their teeth and claws could be. Besides, waking up in the middle of the night to discover a rat on your chest was never a pleasant experience. Sapphy hadn’t seen a rat since she’d arrived on Shaman, but she was clever enough to know that where there were fairies, the rats were never far away.

“Fuck.” She repeated. “Oi, whassisname, you hear that? There’s fuckin’ rats in’ere. Listen, don’t fuckin’ grab anything that moves.”


helps to know where you come from
when days are hard and things go wrong

photo by West Midlands Police


short and late, sorry :(

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