Dec. 7th, 2014

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Hi there, Kieren here. A couple of things! Say theoretically you can't age due to any kind of circumstance, would you consider yourself a year older on your birthday?

I was asked to a census by majordomo Higgin of Caer Scima. Some of you were really forth-coming (thank you) and some of you were sort of really evasive and suspicious, but that's understandable given most Unseelie are supposed to be opportunists. Attached is the Census - some of you I didn't get a chance to ask personally, so I had to do some digging. For the record, you bribe imps into anything if the right amount of mulled mead is involved. Naturally some of the information might be a bit inaccurate, so I'll edit and remove where necessary. I mean, I'm not sure how much I trust imps, but they were really excited about the mead.

This might be a bit more candid than Higgin anticipated, but there's always edits and polishing. Later.


SUPER LONG LIST )

There are apparently a few undead folks kicking around. We should start a support group.

Anyway, I know for a fact I missed a few people, so if you'd like to help out, feel free to drop me your current location and any outstanding powers you have. I'll be updating this every six months, provided I'm still here? If you're location is UNVERIFIED and you feel like verifying it, please do so.
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[The feed begins with a man reclined back, face hidden under the brim of a large hat.]

You know, it was not so long ago that if you had told me there were fairies and hobgoblins that I would have simply laughed at the idea. But I suppose this just goes to show how crazy and unpredictable the world can be yes? To think that a man can do much compared to such beasts and monsters that you would hear in children’s fairy-tales is almost like a joke.

[Bernadotte grins, letting out a bit of a laugh as he leans forward and tips the hat to show his face.]

But it is the moment those scary things begin to underestimate a man that he manages to surprise them and win. Despite all of it the hero keeps from pissing his pants long enough to stand up to anything that comes at him until he either wins or goes down in a blaze of glory. That is the kind of life that I wanted to live. It is the kind that I did live you could say, fighting off monsters to save a sweet girl.

Now to get to live in such a story book, it's rather disappointing compared to what I imagined as a little boy. I had expected to get a horse and some shiny armor, a sword and some flashy speech from some king or queen. Instead I find a mess a hall as crowded as the barracks or a battle field and greasy food.

I suppose in the stories they leave those part out. The parts about a lumpy mattress and nothing but cold water. But that part is what make it real, this world that we're in now, all the things that are left out in those fairy tales, and yet it is still quite magical all the same.

It would be a shame for it to end.

[Locked to those in the Seelie Court] )