[The communicator is turned on as Lloyd thumps to the ground. The view is awkward and therefore it is difficult to make out exactly what is going on. Lloyd appears to have a hand clamped over his mouth, and appears to be making choked and distressed sounds ( Read more... )

Well, here comes that time again...

The fae clearly have an aversion to iron. I don't know how well the rowan works in comparison to that, but I do intend to find out at a later date. However, one thing I think would be best discovered as soon as possible is as follows:

[He clears his throat:Which fae have an aversion to running water ( Read more... )

Hello Demeleier! Long time no peep!

[Lloyd waves at the camera, waggling his fingers. He's got something tucked against the palm with his thumb - a small glass vial, perhaps?

He stops wiggling his fingers and pushes his glasses up his nose, raising an eyebrow at the screen.I've got a little request here! Do any young, pretty sorts want some work ( Read more... )

[The device was turned on with a small click. There was a moment's silence as the young Earl Asplund wondered how best to word his request. When he spoke, every syllable was pronounced with exquisite care.]

I would very much like to go back home now. I have some projects that I need to take care of, and my school work won't do itself.

[He frowned ( Read more... )