Things have been downright dull in the Mansion since the plothole left--except for that extremely entertaining escapade with the apples, nothing has even remotely interested the gentleman with the thistle-down hair ( Read more... )

Sir Lamorak is searching for one Henry Lascelles. He doesn't look incredily pleased, though he's calm enough.

Anyone else who approaches him will probably get a slightly warmer reception, but he's not to be deterred from his purpose for very long.

There is someone in the library. He is a dark, not-quite-respectable someone, dressed in rather ragged but not poor clothing of the early nineteenth century. His dark hair hangs about his twisted root of a face, and he is looking through a pile of letters with a frown. Something causes him, however, to look up. He raises an eyebrow, as if to ( Read more... )

Unlike the dramatic entrance of his companion a month ago, Mr Christopher Drawlight enters with comparatively little fuss. He is a small man, meticulously dressed in the height of fashion, effeminate with large dark-eyes. He looks to be just at the edge of thirty, although he would never tell his real age. (It would be difficult to get Drawlight to ( Read more... )

Freyja is a big fan of the cute. She likes flowers, fluffy bunnies, and children. But turning people into flowers is more of a Greek thing, and if you turn people into fluffy bunnies you are ultimately left with more fluffy bunnies than anyone could want. And while Freyja is a staunch supporter of making children it takes so long before they ( Read more... )

The first person to walk through the antechamber that leads to the outside of the Mansion will notice - and be stopped by - a tall, handsome, dark-haired man, dressed in the very height of fashion for Europe in the 19th century, though careful observers may notice that his clothes, though stylish, are rather worn and threadbare, torn in places as ( Read more... )