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.
this is not your destiny

Loholt threw his arms around his pony's neck and hugged him.

"Thank you, Hal!" he smiled, burying his face in the horse's mane. Hal, stood patiently, obliging him without protest. When Loholt stepped back again, Hal took the opportunity to snuffle at his pockets, searching for a sugar lump or mint. The prince giggled.

"Okay, okay!" he said, pushing Hal's nose out the way. He produced a peppermint and put it on the flat of his hand. Hal guzzled it up and started looking for a second.

"You spoil him, Your Highness," the stable master said as he backed out of one of the stalls, pulling a wheelbarrow after him.

"It's only one," Loholt argued, slipping Hal another, "and we had a really good lesson! Even Papa said so!"

The stable master chortled. "I suppose I'll allow it then," he said, "just this once."

Loholt hugged Hal again. The stable master smiled.

"Are you going to help put him to bed again, Your Highness?"


His arms hurt. Loholt stretched them across his chest liked he'd seen some of the guards do after training. Hal's mane had taken an awful lot of combing! Stopping, Lo looked down at his tunic. It wasn't too dirty, but he was awfully glad his Papa had given him two. It was reminiscent of the guards' uniform, except his had his very own coat of arms on the front and back. He was extremely proud of it, especially when paired with his belt with the dragon buckle, and the super special dagger he'd been given on the condition he was very very careful with it. And, his mother had added, left it always in its sheath unless he was using it at dinner when she could watch.

Loholt turned and almost collided with another boy...who was staring at him...creepily. He jumped back and blinked, startled. The other boy did nothing. He just kept staring...as if he was expecting something to happen. Mortimer hurried over and pushed himself between them just as the boy finally decided to talk. But his greeting was far from a hello.

"Who are you calling dense?" Loholt demanded crossly, temper bubbling hot in his stomach. He wasn't sure what it meant, but the way the boy said it made it sound bad. His eyes shifted involuntarily to icy dragon blue.

"You're trespassing, stupid," he told the boy, his fists clenching at his side, "don't you know The Castle when you see it. Its big enough!"
Jyrki Salmi


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