I'll be gone until Monday for a weekend-long theology course. Sorry for the inconvenience this may cause! But here are logical excuses for my character's absenses ( Read more... )

After his sorting, Sir Percy had, somehow or other, walked out of the hall with Sultan and ended up back in his own time, where he'd managed to pull off yet another daring rescue.  Rather fortunately, as he was loitering around Dover and trying to think of reasons not to go home and thus avoid being continually reminded that his wife hated him, Sir ( Read more... )

A tall, blond gentleman, irreproachably and richly apparelled in a suit of fine cloth, with lace jabot and ruffles, high top-boots, and riding breeches, gallops into the Great Hall astride a pure-bread Arabian horse. He swiftly pulls on the reigns and rides back out the doors. After a moment, both horse and rider return. Six foot odd of ( Read more... )