This is Egypt's formal declaration of war on the nation of France, in response to inforgivable crimes of existing and being annoying and stuffy ( Read more... )

Enter an Elf, singing. He is tall, black-haired, gray-eyed, pointy-eared and ridiculously pretty - nothing too remarkable, in other words. His voice, though, is lovely even by the high standards of the Elves ( Read more... )

*He has not made an entrance, because technically one has to have just arrived. But he has been here for quite some time. No, you did not see him there. He was in the dark corner. Or perhaps he was on the ceiling? Or against a far wall. Maybe he was the wall. Oh, look. There he is now. He has decided to grace all with his presence, finally. With ( Read more... )

*In walks Queen Attolia, her head held high and proud. She is fair with her people, though ruthless if the moment calls for it. She wears her clothing and her hair in an immitation of one of the great goddess, to remind her people just who wields the power in this country. She is breath-takingly beautiful, but her eyes are cold. She trusts few, ( Read more... )