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 fairiesí 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 servantsí 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.
here to relive your darkest moments

Poppy drew up to a sudden stop at the sound of her own name, carried by a voice she'd have known anywhere but could have sworn she'd forgotten in the years since Aura's death. She turned on her heel, back towards her mother, and froze. For a moment, a long breath, Poppy felt paralyzed. The love of a child for their mother flooded her, as pure and untainted as it must have been when she was just a baby. There was Aura, in the real, living flesh, after so long. Back from the dead, looking like she'd only been on holiday all these years. And Poppy... was she happy? Really? Especially under the circumstances, that was weird even by her standards. But there it was, the plain and painful truth, that no matter what happened between them, there would always be - somewhere inside of Poppy - a small child who loved her mother. It left her breathless, startled. Had these years apart made her softer? Had her own failures as a mother made her more forgiving towards Aura's own mistakes? Wait, what the hell was this mushy stuff? She almost snorted out loud. The storm of anger and frustration and estrangement came back a vengeance, and Poppy's eyebrows crashed together like stormclouds, her eyes flashing. She stomped back towards her mother.

"Oh now you care about the dying?" she snapped - unconsciously dropping her voice into a heated snarl at her mother's rebuke. "But not when your own granddaughter is in danger? Just because you were dead when she was born means you don't care about her?"

Poppy pulled back, outrage on her face. And then she forced herself to give a cold smile. "Oh wait, not caring is your specialty, right, mum?" Poppy spat the word like a curse, and instantly regretted it.

Okay, Poppy, that was low even for you, she thought, and her shoulders slumped just a tiny bit. Now that she was thinking a bit more clearly, the situation was bad, but... wasn't it kind of her own fault for not paying closer attention to Zel? And Zel clearly thought there was a reason why Aura hadn't saved her... Poppy shoved her hair out of her face impatiently, in too deep now to back down.


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