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#now this is making me wonder the Changeling Brigade's place among the Winter Court prior to the one-shot and being titled
soraavalon · 1 year
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DM: After a bit you guys arrive at that palace you saw a ways outside of the city surrounded by this brick wall and again, it looks like worked stone with this open top, but as you get closer you see this sort of like, it looks like there's a bubble on top like the way there's this shimmer of some sort of dome, but it's so thin and so finely crafted that it almost looks like there's nothing there at all.
Mistletoe (OOC): I, Nyessa, would like to visit this place for real.
Marigold (OOC): Mm-hmm.
Hunt (OOC): Mm-hmm
DM: The Starlight Prince dismounts his cricket at the base of the stairs that are leading up to this ground structure at the top of a hill, hands the reigns to one of the knights waiting by the stairs who leads the cricket away. He throws his arm around Rymer's shoulder and pulls him in and begins to head up the stairs.
Marigold: So did you two grow up together?
DM: Is this in Sylvan or in Common?
Marigold: In Common.
DM: Okay, then Rymer will glance back to you.
Rymer: As much as we were able, yes. I was born shortly after he was, we were, I was born to be his companion and friend and thankfully was welcomed into the family as a proper son.
Marigold: What do you mean 'proper son'?
Rymer: They gave me a title and made me a member of the court rather than just a mortal plaything. Many fey take children, changelings, and use us as servants or toys.
Mistletoe: Well, I'm glad all of us seem to have pretty cool dads. 'Cause none of our dads would do anything like that.
Tark: Tark's like, 'Hmm, speak for yourself.'
Marigold: I mean, my fey dad is very good.
Starlight Prince: It was our mother who loved Tadpole enough to ask for him to be titled.
Mistletoe: Oh. Cool mom then.
Starlight Prince: Yes, you shall meet her shortly.
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