Emma

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

@Emma Just so you are aware someone is looking to replace your character in this RP. Last chance to return before Marzanna is officially written out.

@Prince of Seraphs

I've PMed the GM. But if someone else is interested go ahead and give them the spot.

Panzer and Genesis

Any interest?

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

@Angela Skyler idiot. I have a desktop here at my apartment. Just come over and use it. Get mom to drive you over. I can't believe your using Mason's position as a teacher at your freaking school to use the computer. I'm going to call you so answer the phone...

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

With the hunt on the horizon, and the peace meeting just about to start, she decided to officially warn those select few she cared for, about the coming hunt. Though the horns and howls were usually enough warning for anyone, extra time to prepare was always welcomed. She sent ravens with warnings attached to their legs. She changed her dress from the dark blue one she had been wearing all morning into one of her more showy one. Her long black hair was loosely pulled up and pinned, a gold crown atop her head. She dressed in a gold gown to match it. This gown was made of pure gold fabric, something only the fae could create. It moved and shimmered as if it was molting metal. This was what she was wearing to the gathering.

Getting ready for the peace gathering she went over her plans and hopes. Allies with Fall was her biggest priority, though futile that task may be. Peace with the idiotic Seelie Courts was also a desire, but less necessary. The human world was another issue. The advancements the humans had made in the past 1000 years since the last peace meeting were troubling. The technology and complete disregard for the earth was chilling. They had been cutting down forests since long ago, but the magnitude at rate had changed drastically. Creating iron cities to hide away in, and distinct decline of belief in the fae was also angering.

The hour for the peace meeting had finally come. Traditionally, Winter court held a short procession as the winter ruler would lead through to the threshold between the fae realm and the meeting place. But with the truthful rumors of the Wylde Hunt in the air, the fae creatures of winter were in more of a dark and somber then usual. No one felt safe, the memories of the previous hunts where only ones of bloodshed, and sorrow.

She heard Falk's taunt. She was not angry with the Fall king words, to Marzanna they were obviously meant to rile the Seelie rulers. Falk knew better then to anger Marzanna, right? But rather then being mad at his words Marzanna was perturbed. He was acting like a fool, but the Fall King was not a foolish fae, so what was his end game? Marzanna called the procession off, and told her people to prepare themselves for the worse, but hope for the best.

She made her way to the gathering in England, to the ancient place where humans once worshiped them. The cracked stone and overgrown ivy was all that was left of a better time when they had more control over the humans who had once feared them and gave them offerings. She was the second ruler to arrive, which was atypical, as winter usually came last. Fall and Winter faced one another now. "Good day, Fall King." She said calmly as greeting. She had no idea what to expect here, he was up to something. Her internal thoughts and feelings did not show on her face, she looked completely at ease, and beamed with confidence.

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

@Zendrelax I'm pretty sure this is still open for apps. The GM's signature says joinable! :D

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

Alright, I lied. I can't sleep so post incoming.

EDIT:: I would expect Grimus' Queen to know his full, true Name and use it summon or command him when needed.

@FateWeaver

I didn't call on Grimus in my OP, since you seem to be starting a storyline with Natsu character. I didnt want to interrupt. :D

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

The snow covered ground sparkled like diamonds and glitter. Ice crystals hung from the dormant trees branches, and snowflakes floated silently to the ground, like soft feathers. Winter Court was beautiful, cold, and gleaming with fresh snow today. The bright red of the Winterberry bushes that grew around the castle were a magnificent contrast to the white wonderland. And so where the glorious Witch hazel trees, whose flowers blazed like little suns in the midst of the everlasting winter that was Marzanna's Court. Her favorite part of the whole Castle was the frosted gardens, and the frozen roses. That was were she was at this moment, in the gardens enjoying the crisp frigid air, admiring the frosted evergreens, and newly bloomed snowdrops.

Marzanna wore a dark Prussian blue gown, that was intricately beaded on the sleeves, and along the front with black and blue gems. A sweeping train and a deep V neckline made up the rest of the dress. Her black velvet cloak, had raven feathers sewn around the collar, it had been her mothers, and Marzanna had been wearing it for centuries. Dark colors made up most of her wardrobe. She had gowns, and jewelry from every human era she had been alive for, and she had fae designs too. The one gown she wore now had been a gift from her father's new wife a few decades back.

Tonight a peace Gathering was to be held among the fae rulers. Peace never lasted long among the courts, but without such gatherings as tonight they would all constantly be at war with one another, and the human world would be in shambles. So it was a necessary, but none less of an annoyance. On another note, Marzanna could feel something in the air change, is smelled like a mysteries tension, with a hint of the rotting leaves of autumn. She quickly made her way into the winter palace, her home.

The ice palace was centered in the winter lands, next to a frozen lake. It is built of finely carved stone, magic, ice, and white marble with silver veins. The palace was tall, twisted, and magnificent. The exterior resembled the neo-gothic style of the human's St. Patrick's Cathedral in New York, but a tad more fanciful, and unnatural with its glistening white walls, gleaming crystal spires, and colorful stained glass. The surrounding evergreens and winter foliage helped make the rather intimidating castle look a bit more inviting.

Marzanna had the interior decorated to her liking with fine velvets, furs, and silk tapestries making up much of the decor. Her throne room was one of pure beauty. The pillars that lined it were made up of huge geodes, with the polished brownish rock sliced to show its spectacular frosted lavender crystals to the world. The ceiling was forty feet high and at its center was a long jagged rift that opened to the sky, letting in the light and falling snowflakes. Her own throne looked as if it was made of glass, and iridescent opal. Three huge chandeliers aligned down the long room floated above, affixed to nothing but magic. The candles were lit with blue glowing flames, that did not create the dreadful heat that melted and destroyed, but rather hummed and flickered soft winter lullabies. The stone walls throughout the palace had intricate patterns etched into them, similar to snowflakes, mandalas, and lace. Every tall dome ceiling in the place was hand painted to depict the histories and stories of the fae realm.

Walking into her chambers she consulted the large silver mirror. Images of where that gathering tonight would take place appeared before her, as did some of the happenings in the realm. The short glimpse of Fall court affirmed Marzanna's suspicions, King Falk was starting up The Wylde Hunt. The Peace meeting was soon, so she had no idea what King Falk was thinking, or going after for that matter. She always took the sound of the horns, and howls as a justified warning from Fall. He was powerful and old, and so far no one could stand it his way. Marzanna's best interest was to stay on Fall's good side. She was no coward, but she knew how to pick the battles she could win. Fall and Winter were not allies, but they were also not enemies. In fact the two seasons that made up the unseelie court were rather neutral at the moment. Marzanna hoped to change that at tonight peace meeting, but that really all depending on Falk.

DEVIANTS

@RumikoOhara Honey there is absolutely no need to apologize. I've been where you are and it basically killed me. The fact that you even came back onto the site right now to tell us is amazing.

DEVIANTS

Ready to get the IC in motion again! :D Love this RP. Its the best one I have been in so far!

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt

@EthTenshi Cool. So if you have any questions about how Marzanna would do/feel/say just ask me in a PM.