Across the Keep runs a rather large spider, scampering from building to building, room to room and carrying with him a decent sized branch of mistletoe. One might catch him skittering up a wall to build a web above a doorway, or stringing mistletoe up from various points on the ceiling.

He doesn't linger in any particular place for too long, save ( Read more... )

At the appointed hour, the Keep’s doorways would reveal only alien black halls to Anna and Kevas. Beyond the threshold, the Headsman waited, his axe is at the ready. They were dangerous, this pair, and he would strike at the smallest sign of resistance. It would end it all far more quickly ( Read more... )

Who: blackantiquas, 3wayforjustice
What: A little cuffing mayhem.
When: Morning of the 29th
Where: The library

These cuffs, while not troubling, were certainly strange. They'd simply appeared in the middle of the night and refused to be removed, no matter how Rem shifted his form. The key didn't even go to them!

But a strange new bracelet wasn't too troublesome. It ( Read more... )

An hour past dark, any door Tsia, Anders or Logan try to open will lead to the same blackened corridor. Inside, the Headsman waits, ever-sharp axe slung over his shoulder as he beckons them forward. Any attempt to fight or flee will be quickly silenced by the Headsman and the blunt side of his axe ( Read more... )

Who: abstinentzombie and 3wayforjustice [Closed]

When: Morning of November 5

( Here we go! )

Who: Open, please tag yourselves
What: Hallows Eve Celebration, part 2
When: Forward-dated to the 31st of October, 10:30pm
Where: The Keep's Great Hall, the grounds, anywhere ( Read more... )

Who: Open, please tag yourselves
What: Hallows Eve Celebration
When: Forward-dated to the 31st of October
Where: Starts in the Keep's Great Hall ( Read more... )

It was amazing how much work was necessary for a small get together, but also how quickly and easily it went with the help of another person. Especially when that person happened to be on staff ( Read more... )

The last light has faded. The bonfire is lit and the fireflies are glowing merrily. The scent of wood-smoke is in the air. Three of the identical serving men have taken up instruments from the bower and have begun to play, varying between soft ballads and dancing tunes. By the fire, a large silver pail holds small, glittering crystals ( Read more... )

WHO: thii2ii2stupiid, allthesame2me, The Headsman, and whoever else attends. [Open.]
WHEN: Dusk
WHERE: The Green (The Executioner's Block section)

( Trigger warning for heavy violence. )