Monarchs Glen

Angelique's cowardice and her player's cowardice knows no bounds. Nymphsong gathered his elders, we will retreat deep into the woods, for this land has become as wasted as those who fight for it. The cowardice of stealing war plans while on a mission of diplomacy was only the first step for these l...

Mean while in Silverdell all kinds of things happened and I'm not even sure if this woman has seen the damned map but she had best be giving back the ring and bands at any rate. And any time now in fact. Wait. Have we done this before? I know I've been here before, but recently? Damnation what day i...

A small fruit fly landed on his nose while he slept in a tree within eyesight of the woman's shop. When would she come out of there? He had heard she could find herself quite distracted at times but this was getting ridiculous. Seemed like he'd been camping out in the tree or thereabouts for weeks -...

Must have passed this building a half-dozen times in the last few weeks he had spent in town but never took notice. The sign caught his attention. The closer he got to the door he started feeling funny in the pit of his stomach. Weird, he should have picked up on the magic around here a long time ag...

Name: Brenigan Age: Not known (not to be like "oh okay how old is THIS one?" or anything, I really just don't know, definitely not as old as Azrael if that one is actively roleplaying) -- of an age that would be considered "older" but not "ancient". Race: Sidhe (hybrid? most likely, we'll see....) D...

I like this idea. Thanks man.

where muh sidhe at?