#n1ghtsongs

[ethercvl]

closed starter for @n1ghtsongs ( alaric )

a   relationship   once   started   for   the   entirety   of   pissing   of   his   sister   and   high   lady   was   something   that   the   lord   of   summer   hadn't   anticipated   that   he   would   grow   to   be   fond   of.   the   more   time   that   he   spent   with   the   scholar   the   more   he   grew   to   be   fond   of   them.   dating   someone   from   the   capital's   inner   circle   was   certainly   one   way   to   piss   off   his   sister,   but   it   also   left   him   torn.   wanting   to   support   the   scholar   but   at   the   same   time   he   was   still   with   the   summer   court's   stance.   conflicting   feelings   shoved   aside   as   the   lord   spots   the   other   in   the   dusk   court.   "alaric   i   am   relieved   to   see   you."   the   lord   soften   as   he   approached   them.   "are   you   well?"

[courtsongs]

@n1ghtsongs closed starter for percival

"i have something for you," caelan says as approaches, his hood drawn over his head. his normally shifty eyes are laser focused, his shoulders a little tense. throughout all of this insanity (which feels like an understatement in itself), it's nice to see a familiar face. he's definitely going to be pretend he's not as relieved as he is, so he keeps his cool as he gently takes percy by the arm to lead them into a corner, away from prying eyes. normally, he has his specific locations he prefers to chat with people in -- spots he knows off by heart -- but this'll have to do for now. once confident they won't be heard, his voice lowers. "it doesn't make sense to me how people think that this is the time to be raising suspicions, and yet here i am," he begins, fumbling into his pocket for a crumbled up sheet of parchment paper. he hands it to percy, but keeps eye contact the whole time, his eyes intense. "the whispers are not serious, but they are real. keep your guard up around this person, and you should be fine."

[merxxki]

for: @n1ghtsongs character: vaati location: a rocky cliff overlooking the water

vaati sits at the edge of the cliff with his legs dangling over the edge. the drop wouldn't kill him, though the impact in the water would certainly hurt. when he was young, he used to do this - sitting up high to put distance between him and his problems -- and now, despite not needing this vantage point to gain perspective -- vaati sought how high he could go while still staying close to his family. at his side, he has built a cairn, complete with an acorn cap and a small feather perched at the top. it had taken time, as the wind kept trying to push the feather over. its an old game meant for children - whomever could knock the feather off without knocking over the tower won. "do you think the dusk children played this game?" he asked without looking behind him, even through the whistling wind, he could hear them.

[slivertm]

CLOSED ; for @n1ghtsongs’ PERCY.

ulka had nothing but the highest degree of affection for her former lover. unsurprisingly, like all the others, percy had difficulty keeping up with her. it was to be expected. many people did, lover or not. it broke her heart to break his. still, despite going separate ways, she was always happy to pick at the brilliance within his brain.

"oh percy!" she calls out to him, melodic and sing-songy. "please don't make me chase after you!"

[shvdwscng]

STATUS : CLOSED ⟳ @n1ghtsongs ;; morgana

it  appeared  over  the  week  or  so  they  had  been  tossed  here,  her  siblings  had  been  adjusting  here  too  well  for  her  liking.  a  part  of  her  certainly  feared  they  would  not  wish  to  leave  this  court,  and  while  to  an  extent,  she  understood  their  fascination,  they  all  possessed  a  greater  desire  to  travel  -  some  more  than  others.  alina,  on  the  other  hand,  felt  a  part  of  her  entirely  suffocated  under  the  morbid  skies,  of  all  the  unknowns.  few  things,  and  a  few  people  seem  to  be  the  only  ones  who  distract  her  from  her  foul  moods  that  did  every  so  often  make  itself  known.  more  so,  when  the  screeching  of  the  reptiles  above  them  did  not  know  how  to  silence  themselves  to  allow  her  a  moment  of  serenity.  the  high  lady  of  summer  does  admit  perhaps  they  were  not  in  immediate  danger,  after  sharing  a  brief  conversation  with  the  elusive  high  lord  of  dusk,  she  found  some  insight  to  the  ruler  of  this  court.  a  few  other  discoveries  were  also  made  along  the  way,  such  as  her  morgana's  newfound  interest  in  the  particular  individuals  of  this  court.  honey  hues  find  the  younger  sibling  instantaneously,  it  was  not  difficult  to  do  so,  when  they  all  shared  their  father's  glossy  raven  hair  that  stood  out  everywhere,  even  in  surrounded  by  the  darkness.

as  she  had  with  nerina,  alina  had  made  it  a  habit  to  seek  the  third  dargomir  sibling  out,  and  when  it  was  becoming  evident  that  mor  did  not  object  to  their  elder's  sister's  constant  presence,  she  continued.  it  was  perhaps  the  most  vocal  she  had  heard  her  sister  be,  the  only  sibling  that  shared  the  high  lady's  wariness  of  this  court.  dimly,  she  wondered  if  that  was  beginning  to  change  for  morgana.  alina  settles  beside  the  younger  liege,  a  gazebo  that  was  located  within  the  the  side  of  the  palace  that  was  given  to  the  summer.  one  glance  at  her  sister,  and  the  other  was  deeply  in  thought,  that  had  the  elder  fae  wondering  if  they  had  heard  alina  join  them.  "i  hope  you  are  in  the  mood  for  tea,  i  have  rang  for  some."  it  wasn't  not  her  preferred  tea,  but  it  would  do  for  now.  "have  you  acclimated  here  as  the  rest  of  our  siblings  have?"  her  head  titled  a  bit  as  her  gaze  settles  on  the  sibling  that  alina  too  had  far  much  to  say,  but  the  words  most  days,  still  evaded  her.

[ofsvnshine]

closed starter : @n1ghtsongs ( tanvir ! )

“   tanvir,   “   daiyu   spoke   as   he   approached   the   other   from   behind,   wanting   to   ensure   his   presence   was   known   and   he   was   not   sneaking   up   on   the   spymaster.   "   i   have   just   cpme   to   check   in   with   you.   ”   he   was   unsure   if   his   eldest   sibling   had   already   done   so,   but   it   didn't   hurt   to   both   be   informed   –   he   was   the   second   in   command   after   all. 

[stxrfclls]

the  high  lord  had  long  understood  the  strengths,  and  weaknesses,  of  his  inner  circle.  he  understands  percy's  insight,  and  smirks  as  he  plays  devil's  advocate  but  also  wishes  to  discover  more  of  the  other's  thoughts.  "  there  is  still  something  to  be  said  about  the  one  who  chooses  to  wait,  to  be  prepared  at  any  moment  for  that  very  first  interaction.  "  cedrian  tilted  his  head,  considering  the  advice  from  his  emissary.  percy  had  been  chosen  for  the  position  for  his  insight,  for  his  knowledge  and  it  was  more  than  valuable.  he  would  admit,  however,  that  percival  seemed  to  be  onto  something.  "  though,  the  offer  of  a  drink  does  always  go  quite  the  way.  "  he  says  with  a  smirk.  too  bad  they  hadn't  been  relocated  with  their  luggage,  the  high  lord  longing  for  his  home  wine  now  more  than  ever.  the  dusk  court  offered  passable  drink,  but  nothing  like  his  home.  "  send  word  next  you  see  their  new  emissary,  i  would  like  to  meet  soon.  "  he  may  have  little  control  here  in  this  new  court,  but  cedrian  felt  it  important  to  ensure  the  path  was  open.  he  couldn't  force  this  lord  to  speak  to  him,  but  he  could  at  the  very  least,  ensure  he  was  aware  of  the  desire  to.  the  darkness  on  the  horizon  was  impossible  to  ignore,  and  he  knew  percy  was  right.  "  and  one  can  only  hope  that  our  own  are  well  hidden  to  not  be  found  when  the  light  hits.  "  living  in  eternal  day,  they  learned  well  how  to  find  shadows.

and  percival  knew  good  drink;  once  upon  a  time,  he  had  been  the  self  -  proclaimed  taste  -  tester  of  the  wine.  wouldn't  want  the  guests  nor  ambassadors  of  the  day  court  to  be  sipping  upon  what  tasted  of  nothing  outside  of  bitters  and  rotten  wood.  he  couldn't  stand  wines  with  those  particular  notes.  a  personal  preference,  but  truly,  some  things  were  just  bad  ideas.  with  this  attitude,  he  surmised  which  of  the  two  options  —  awaiting  approach  or  choosing  to  do  so  first  —  was  the  more  bad  idea.  “hm.  as  a  man  who  approaches  first,  that  holds  the  control  best.  in  how  you  greet,  in  how  you  present  yourself.  it  lessens  the  chance  of  being  taken  off  -  guard.  who  knows,  perhaps  you  can  even  offer  good  drink  and  have  it  be  casual  and  productive,  instead  of  rife  with  tension.”  percy  only  had  two  shoulders,  and  despite  their  broad  qualities,  he  grew  tired  quickly  of  tension  between  courts.  some  of  it  was  a  tad  bit  ridiculous,  though  he  was  never  asked  for  an  opinion  edge  -  wise  and  more  than  likely  a  good  thing.  sigh  as  demon  darkened  both  of  their  doors.  “i  fear  for  where  the  glass  will  hit,  besides  their  eyes,  when  it  does  shatter.  and  by  fear,  i  mean,  i  don't  look  forwards  to  it.  we  all  have  our  secrets.”  himself  included,  which  he  had  kept  tucked  beneath  his  tongue  thus  far.

[jadedblud]

@n1ghtsongs @stxrfclls sunan & each sister.

once   they   were   able   to   calm   kitti   down,   and   help   them   to   another   member   of   the   dawn   court,   sunan   was   on   the   way   to   make   sure   his   siblings   were   okay.   his   back   was   still   killing   him   and   he   still   had   no   idea   where   on   the   mother's   green   earth   they   were   but   it   seemed   as   though   it   wasn't   hostile   .   .   .   yet.   gods   he   hoped   it   wasn't   because   his   magic   was   already   drained   so   much.   upon   seeing   the   back   of   their   sibling   they   trotted   up   to   them,   placing   a   hand   on   each   of   their   shoulders   as   he   look   inventory   of   their   body.   "are   you   okay?"

[stxrslisten]

closed starter for imalda thakkar — @n1ghtsongs

The days passed, the further she was from the night court the more she seemed to regress to who she had been almost six years before that which terrified her, locking herself within was not the answer, it was why she had trusted her maidens to look after her child while she took a long stroll, perhaps conversate with one or two people before returning. the more time passes by as she takes the sights the more like herself she begins to feel, her smile is honest when she spots another from the night court. "lady thakkar, how you do?" she is quick to greet her as she approaches her. "a fine day for a stroll, wouldn't you agree? would you join me?"

[eternalxstars]

closed starter for @n1ghtsongs - tanvir bhati

the costumes, the decoration, the festive feeling in the air. it all felt as though some were trying too hard to shift their focus onto a celebration rather than figure out what wicked game the mother was playing with them. some saw this as an act of goodwill from the fae of the dusk court, who accepted strangers they never met into their home. sofia, on the other hand, could not help but be cautious around them. and there was one particular fae of the dusk court she had set her eyes on, knowing that he was one to watch. tanvir.

there had been not even the slightest sliver of doubt that he occupied a role similar to hers in this court. the uncanny similarities in his behavior, the way he composed himself, it was all too familiar. it was a mirror of her own behaviors. deep down she knew that he probably suspected the same of her. it took one to know one after all. and yet since their paths first crossed on her arrival to this mysterious court, they both played innocent. a game she was more than willing to keep going at until one of them caved. "what a pleasant evening it is proving to be," she remarked as she approached him with an innocent smile. "were you about to get your fortunes told? some do like to tempt fate by uncovering what it holds in store." her head tilted to the left, motioning towards the fortune teller's stand which was right next to them. the crystal ball was nothing but a gimmick, she had no doubt about that. surely no crystal ball could have ever predicted the predicament they had all found themselves in.

[ethercvl]

closed starter for @n1ghtsongs ( tanvir )

since the arrival of all of prythian in the dusk court things had been busy for the inner circle. as a court that had never hosted another court, let alone all of them, they had a lot to learn. knowing that his spymaster was likely listening and learning of the new courts that were in their court was helpful. or at least the high lord hoped that he'd have something to report of them. the dark mother had always spoken of them as a threat so the male had to be sue of that before he could take actions. a portion of him even doubting that what they had always been told was only one side of the story. "tanvir." the high lord greeted the other. "anything to report of late?" .

[courtsongs]

closed starter for ; @n1ghtsongs / tanvir!

if they're going to be stuck here, then it's divinya's intention to learn about these people, and ally themselves with the correct ones. trust is something entirely lost on them, and the thought is nowhere near their intention as they find themselves finally catching one of them for a conversation. there are many dragon riders here, most of which are easier to identify than others. divinya approaches with their shoulders tense, eyes straight ahead, and body prepared for anything. "you are a rider of one of these dragons?" they ask, in lieu of introducing themselves. they need more information in order to figure out how to adequately protect their circle. "tell me, for those of us unacquainted with the creatures, do they pose an immediate threat, or are they within your control?"

[merxxki]

location: a library for: any | @n1ghtsongs character: amalthea

she had found ladder that allows her to scale up the tall shelves and look at the books that are tucked far out of sight. the majesty of this library is not quite as good as the library in her beloved court, but the books here are interesting and she's already searching for a book that she can compare to the book of child stories that she has always carried with her. "who doesn't have the stories of pied ten and the wolves of ranramore?" she asks herself, leaning back on the ladder to see if she can get a better look at the shelves in front of her. she looks down and sees someone looking up at her. with a cheerful wave, she asks: "do you organize these by genre and author or is there another way that i should learn about? i'm looking for children's books. I want to compare my copy to a copy here -- if it exists, and if it doesn't, I'll have to transcribe one as a gift!"

[stxrfclls]

“  mor,  please  let  that  be  your  beautiful  self  and  not  some  strange  fae  that  looks  like  you.  ”  nerina  greets  her  sibling,  stress  and  curiosity  battling  inside  her  mind.  waking  up  in  some  stranger’s  stable  had  left  her  irritable,  and  seeking  out  her  crew  members  and  siblings  was  paramount.  while  she  wished  to  know  more  of  this  strange  land,  where  the  hell  they  had  been  taken,  or  brought,  and  why,  seeking  those  she  loved  was  far  more  important.  until  she  did,  she’d  be  stressed  and  angry.  hope  riddles  in  her  bones  for  this  to  be  her  elder  sibling. // @n1ghtsongs

[slivertm]

CLOSED ; for @n1ghtsongs' ALARIC.

she might be just as dour as some of their guests if jia had been whisked away from the comforts of home. still, how beautiful it was to learn something new, even centuries into their lives... how wondrous would it be to discover this new world for themselves...

jia finds herself observing the fine tipped quill before the rest of the scribe. a thin thread of curiosity encourages the fae to breech their stoic perimeter — "when you recount the events of tonight, will you write of my cousin’s noble effort to welcome you or will it read of how horribly we misunderstood your traditions? i hope you can find it in yourself to forgive any missteps on our part, your courts were a distant history.”

[shvdwscng]

STATUS : CLOSED ⟳ @n1ghtsongs ;; morgana

as  the  emissary  expected,  their  guests  continued  to  avoid  those  of  her  court,  but  not  something  she  faulted  them  for  entirely.  unlike  the  rest  of  her  court,  aurora  felt  a  sense  of  compassion  for  the  rest.  it  was  unlikely  she  would  ever  forget  all  that  the  dragons  had  shown  them  of  sights  in  the  capital,  what  it  appeared  their  own  mother  had  unleashed  upon  them.  all  this  time  the  dusk  court  had  followed  their  mother,  who  had  kept  their  court  safe,  a  court  that  while  being  isolated  thrived.  the  tales  she  had  read  and  heard  of  as  a  child  lof  the  other  courts,  all  the  scriptures  their  mother  had  left  for  them,  aurora  had  entirely  devoured.  not  everything  contained  in  the  records  painted  the  rest  of  prythian  in  a  flattering  right  and  the  question  the  rang  in  her  mind  was  why  had  their  mother  not  aided  the  rest?

aurora  had  always  wished  to  travel,  to  see  what  else  was  outside  of  their  court,  the  tales  of  the  seasons  and  the  other  solar  courts  only  had  her  desire  build,  but  it  seemed  for  now,  she  would  only  have  her  fill  from  their  guests,  if  they  would  allow  her  a  chance  to  speak  to  them.  as  the  emissary,  she  had  one  sole  duty,  to  keep  the  relations  across  the  courts  well.  however,  aurora  also  desired  far  more  than  that.  it  was  just  an  hour  or  so  before  sunset,  and  she  took  vala  out  for  a  walk,  due  to  keeping  her  during  day  while  the  emissary  continued  her  task.  the  faint  sounds  of  foot  steps  that  were  not  hers  had  her  pause,  vala  pausing,  too  and  turning  its  head  in  the  direction  until  her  own  azure  gaze  landed  on  the  striking  liege  of  summer.  "easy,  vala,  they're  our  guest.  we  don't  wish  to  frighten  them."  she  murmured  top  her  winged  companion,  her  onyx dragon  continued  to  huff  but  did  settle  behind  their  master.  a  charming  smile  curved  the  emissary's  lips  as  she  look  a  steps  forward  towards  liege  morgana,  "fear  not,  she  will  not  hurt  you,  not  unless  you  pose  a  danger  to  me.  liege  morgana,  yes?"  aurora  bowed  to  the  high  liege,  "i  am,  aurora,  the  emissary  who  has  been  quite  eager  so  speak  to  many  of  you."