Since we haven't had one in a while ( Read more... )

He comes up the path, escorted by a large winged man. From just the look on his face when the Mansion appears before him, he seems unsurprised by it. Perhaps he's betrayed its familiarity, but perhaps he's glad to be back.. Armand smiles, and though he chooses not to go inside, he walks around the grounds.

He wears what anyone would expect of a man ( Read more... )

From Khary that isn't intentional.

Khary has been keeping a still, wanting the supply of drink, just in case. Fortunately, it wasn't the more potent one that exploded. He's not entirely sure what happened, but there is definitely alcoholic, half-magic vapor floating around, just waiting to be inhaled. He's doing his best to contain it, but hey, at ( Read more... )

Fair Luthien walked slowly through a meadow. The sky was blue and the wind smelled of summer. The tall grass reached her knees, although she didn't mind. She made her way through the meadow, having no idea where or why she was walking the way she was.

There was a small copse of trees at the edge of the meadow, and she started for it, wanting to ( Read more... )

Khardeen just likes these things. And he figures this one can't hurt anyone. At any rate, some rooms and furniture are just randomly spelled. Should a denizen of the Mansion sit in one of these spelled chairs, or step into a room, they may find themselves...altered.

Of course, as Khary is a good boy, and wouldn't want anyone to be bored, he left ( Read more... )

There are two, not one, two elflings on the porch of the Mansion.  They are actually rather happy children, about eight years old, and talking to each other in a sing-song joyful verse of Sindarin.

They don't seem bothered by the fact that the cold is a bit chilly, or by their presence on the Mansion door.  Their clothes are tattered and soiled, ( Read more... )

Khary's in a fairly good mood, unlike most of his family. Of course, this means that he wants to share. Hence, the denizens of the Mansion might find a few surprises wandering about. If anyone spends more than five minutes not changing activities, they may find themselves quite a bit younger.

In the main room, people may find themselves saying ( Read more... )

Specifically, it's coming up on Hallowe'en. And Dairine is all in favour of celebrating, however disastrously ( Read more... )

The blow didn't hurt as much as she expected. Maybe it was because she was receiving in the place of her son. Maybe it was because death came quickly, faster than the little droplets of blood staining her silver and white gown were propagating themselves, like an opening rose in the morning.

She closed her eyes on life and her hands on the javelin ( Read more... )

Last thing, there was a glint of eyes in the darkness, and then claws, and teeth, and pain ( Read more... )