[[Indeed. The wedding day is here.

The Goblin King stands beside the lake, admiring his work. At the entrance, two ice sculptures, curtesy of Fakir Scissorhands, greet the guests, along side two cakes baked by Bill.

Now, to wait for everyone to arrive...]]

[[OOC: Here it is, guys! There will be three threads here: one of the actual wedding ( Read more... )

[ Nacht wasn't sure what had drawn him to the indoor fountain in the first place - he had really only found it by accident. And the moment he had looked into it, the waters rippled and the crystal blue changed to a shining brownish-gold, and like a moving picture, images formed into full color within and came to life before his wide crimson eyes.

He ( Read more... )

[[Duckie is resting under her usual tree by the lake, twirling a small, white flower in her hand. At first glance she merely seems to be resting, but anyone who knows her might notice that she seems a bit more anxious than usual. Her eyes follow the flower's petals as she spins it around, and she hums to herself softly, absorbed in her thoughts. ( Read more... )

[[Fakir, wearing a deep green tunic with silver trimmings, stands in the center of town, a new dragon sword hanging by his hip. There is no green glow in his eyes, and there's a small smirk on his lips. He's waiting for her. Edel will be here any minute now.]]

[[ooc: Jump on in, guys! He's not a dragon, and he's got this blade now, so he'll ( Read more... )

[[After their brief exploration of what has been revealed to be the sorceress Edel's base of operations, Siegfried is leading Myuto back to their home and hoping with all he has that nothing untoward has happened in his absence. The hand that isn't guiding Myuto occasionally comes to rest on the pommel of his sword, as if he must assure himself ( Read more... )

[[Ahiru wanders through the streets of Ginkan, barefoot and still clad only in her nightgown. Her eyes are oddly dull, and the light that was present during the battle with Edel is completely gone, replaced with an aura of overwhelming gloom. When she speaks, her voice is high and stretched-out, the sort of sound that sets one's stomach to churning ( Read more... )

[[The sorcerer staggers through the streets, a large bundle covered in a dark blanket in his arms. His eyes are glassy--almost lifeless, as he makes his way toward the forested area.

Every now and then, he will lift the top of the bundle up, gently and reverently and so tenderly, and kiss it sweetly.]]

[[Lohengrin sits at the kitchen table with a cup of tea, staring down at the grain of the wood. He's projecting an outward appearance of calm (or so he thinks), but inwardly he's rather panicked. There was a strange feeling about him when he woke this morning, as though his mind were not entirely his own, and it's only gotten worse over the course ( Read more... )

[[Somewhere near the section of town where the Goblin King's mini-labyrinth is situated, music can be heard, voice soft, sweet, but with slight seductive undertones.

And those who hear it and close their eyes will appear in a round ballroom, surrounded by masked figures, music, dancing, laughter...

And the Goblin King will stand there, watching and ( Read more... )

[[The sorcerer finds himself wandering around the center of town, alive and well, and searching almost frantically for that ghost he fell in love with. If the White Mage's spell worked, then she was able to stay alive as well.

He has no idea why in the hell he deserved to live after the things he's done, but he won't take this for granted.]]