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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.
A SILENT DROP OF OCEAN; thoth from below


Minnow’s jaw tightened at the, presumably unintentional insult. Herbs were perfectly good medicine if you knew how to use them properly. Lore had used herbs and people were getting better from the illness that had been plaguing her home for weeks. At least, Minnow hoped they were better now. They’d improved a bit but she hadn’t had much time to see her family cured before the raid had knocked her into Shaman. If herbs weren’t real medicine, what did that mean for her siblings and cousins. What did that mean for the refugees they’d housed?

Now sullen and fighting to remove the unpleasant thoughts rattling through her head, Minnow set to finding the brushes. If Shaman didn’t have a woods witch who could make medicines from herbs, maybe that was why Thoth didn’t know they’d work. Maybe he was just doing his best. Besides, the aja, no the horse, looked like she would enjoy a cleaning anyway. Water would wash away the hurt she’d suffered from the men at the market.

There were books everywhere with symbols that Minnow knew were words, but reading hadn’t been a large part of her culture. Stories passed down orally in traditions and folk tales, legends of bravery. A few families at the edge of the swamp, near the mainland, would send children to Rock or Volcano Academies, so some stories were written down, but Minnow had never seen them, and the idea of dressing in the odd restrictive clothes worn on the mainland had been enough to deter her from even considering the fantasy of formal education. Yet here she was lost in a culture where she needed to wear them to avoid stares. She moved the books aside and found the brushes at the bottom of a box.

Once the tools were free, Minnow returned to Thoth and noticed the water splashed everywhere from the bucket. He wasn’t particularly physically strong then. It hardly mattered now. She stepped through the puddles and held one of the pair of brushes out for him to take.

Pyre had never been fond of baths, but she’d never been as dirty and hurt as this mare was. She was also part fire, and this horse seemed at ease with the process. Still, Minnow shifted to softly brush the least injured areas before starting on the open wounds. The dust had turned to mud, making it harder to remove, but the dirt in the wounds had washed out, making those easier to see and avoid. She had chosen to ignore Thoth’s use of another word she didn’t know, antiseptic.

“No, not long,” she agreed. Long enough, she wanted to say. She had counted days briefly, but that had been when she’d hoped she was just in the wilds and had to find her way back to the swamp. When she’d learned she wasn’t even on Xara anymore, the number had been forgotten and counting seemed pointless. But saying every day here dragged on and felt like a fortnight away from her family seemed rude. What she wouldn’t give to be a tad by the fire, safe at home again. She picked at a dirty scab on the mare until the urge to cry vanished and the debris came loose. Then she shrugged. “Where I can. Here, there. Mostly up in the tree branches, but sometimes in rooms on…” she paused, recalling that Thoth had one of the same sleeping arrangements as the people in town. “A bed,” she finished quietly.

photo by Andrea Kirkby


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