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'm waking up to ash and dust; saffron

His home, his very old, once-upon-a-time home, is no longer his to be reclaimed. The pirates seem to have settled their docks across the coast line of Midnight Shores, and Jasper does not wish to be associated with the pirates.
He does not truly wish to be associated with much at all.

Sadie, who hasn’t left his side since his return from Omni’s latest challenge, keeps brushing against his leg as they walk, and he scowls, irritated by the constant attention. He feels for his familiar as he feels for his sister; he wouldn’t be without her, but it would have been better for all involved if she had never existed.
He catches himself, as he thinks this; he loves Ellie, and he loves Sadie, though he would never admit to either. The Omniety has opened his eyes to how much he relies on these constants in his life; if he had been assisted by Sadie, many of the tasks would have been quicker, easier, and Ellie saved his life.
He would have had someone to share the whole ordeal with.

One deep sigh, and he pushes his thoughts clear, focusing instead on dipping into the minds of those around him, as he passes through; nothing interesting, nothing to grasp his attention and truly hold it, but it passes the time somewhat. He flicks through thoughts as one would flick through the pages of a particularly dull textbook; skim reading the words but not allowing anything to stick.
Until one word, one name, snags his interest.
Jasper has to flick back through the pages, the thoughts, pushing past the boring ones to center on the one he wanted.

He turns his body, begins to move it, Sadie stuck to him, and he sighs, audibly, wishing she would give him just an inch of space.
She hears him, and diligently moves away; just an inch.
He rolls his eyes.

He spots her, Saffron, wondering if she’ll even remember his face; it has been a long time, he is certain, he barely recognises her but there is enough of himself, of Serafina, in the woman, that he manages to find her face. His invasion into her mind certainly helps.
He settles a blank expression upon his face - he is more used to scowling than smiling, so this seems like a solid compromise - and moves towards her steadily.
“Hello, daughter,” he murmurs, his lips not moving as his words sound directly in her mind.


this is it, the apocalypse.

photo by PKMousie at flickr.com


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