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"Oh come and dance in our ring. Forget your troubles, gladness bring. The mortal world which you have ties. Behind you lies, behind you lies."

People disappear from time to time into the forests or mountains never to be seen again. We just file a missing person report and move on, usually they don't come back, but sometimes they do. They may be found in such a state to be declare mentally unstable, or perhaps they are dismissed as having some 'out-of-body' experience. They talk about spirits and gods, certain they exist or that there is a higher order telling them what to do do. Preposterous right?

But what if there was? We can't see it, we don't believe in it, but it's there and we know it. Through tiny gaps, small little openings in the veil, we can stumble through. A circle of stones or trees, a ring of mushrooms, or perhaps some old ruins. Perhaps we run into something out in the wilderness, confused and begging for help. We agree to something without knowing the price. But what is it? Where is it? The Fae is what and where. The Fae Realm and it's courts. The Fall, Winter, Spring and the Summer Court. The Seelie and Unseelie Courts. Within this realm promises are binding, prices must be paid, iron is a deadly threat, and lying will only cause you more trouble than it is worth. Now, on top of it all, the Fae Courts are readying for a war of intentions and words. The Wylde Hunt darkens the sky.

I should know better than any, the laws of the Fae are iron in their own might and breaking them is far more than foolish. The power struggles are constant and nothing is forgotten, not by the Fae anyways. Who am I? It doesn't matter any more. I am merely a servant of the Unseelie court, someone who watches and serves the true king. I don't even know if I'm human any more, or if I ever was. My name is spun from his lips and I must hasten to do as I am bid, may you never fall into their grasp.

"Grasp the iron that they fear. Raise it high, they won't come near. Flee the forests and keep away. Else with the fairy you will stay."

The Fae Realms are more reminiscent of a wheel, perhaps. One season blends into the next and at these borders are pockets or strips of neutral land for the 'wild' Fae. Spring to Summer, Summer to Fall, Fall to Winter, Winter to Spring... They create a area where the wild Fae may not especially thrive but they can live in retaliative comfort. The center of the wheel is something of a No-Man's land. A timeless plain. There are roads, patrols, towns, and such. But really the infrastructure depends on the Court. Patrols come along their season's borders, no ruler trusting the other and war having been on the horizon.

It is to be noted that the Realm is not round. It is flat and one the outer edges exists a sea of mist over a actual ocean. It is spoken by the Fae that any who walk into the mist never return. There is really no certainty of what dwells within the ocean and not even the water-loving Fae walk within it's surf. Some Fae believe they came from the sea, that the Fae Realm is a prison. Others say it is the lake of Avalon, and the ancient witch Morgana Le Fay cast a spell to keep the humans that would cover their realm with the burning iron out. It is rumored in whispers that never are spoken save in the dead of night and quickly hushed, that Falk came from the mist. Others say he created it to ensnare the Fae Kingdom for his own. But those are generally dismissed, for much could be said of the past and current rulers of the other courts as well.

Fae and humans may cross to the Mortal and Fae Realm by gates. Ancient pathways the Fae built through their human puppets. Some of these gates have been destroy in Fae wars, locked away by their creators, or just not used and sitting there waiting for mortals to wander through without realizing. There are other gates, spawned by the shift of Realms as they touch each other. These may change from time to time.

Spring

Summer
A pleasent warm section with a few forests that house warm rivers. The fruits are not found in any other sections and seem to either refreshing or citrus in nature. The most noticble structure is a medium sized castle that contains the wooden throne. Scattered throughout with a larger 'city' by the castle are the homes of the summer fae. The only fae living in the forests themselves are those whom live in the waters. 
The fruit is the best for trading as these fruits are not found elsewhere. That being said many of they fae grow their own and sell their extra to the court whom uses their own and the extra to trade for goods from the other kingdoms. They also trade other goods, but the fruit is the best.

Fall
A place filled with cold rivers and ancient trees that tower over the greatest marvels mortals could build. Meadows of long grass growing yellow with the coming winter, or just turning from the green of summer. Fall is mostly forest and hunting/gathering. While they do have farms and rivers and fishing, they've focused more on the harvest. Though there are settlements, small villages, there are no large cities. Towns are generally small and self-sufficient. Something Falk encourages, market towns of tents and wagons move about the Fall realm and generally close to the border. Roads cross the realm as a means of efficiency. The more popular routes paved cobblestone, the lesser used roads turning to either patchy cobblestone or packed earth. Some Fae take it upon themselves to pack a road with the gravel from Falk's few quarries. Though many of these roads fall into packed earth once more as the price is steep. Old towers dot the Fall Realm, some used by the partols as guardhouses along the borders. Others using them privately or for shops. More often than not a tower will be where the market fairs gather to trade. A easy landmark to note and the space about the base of many of the towers, though not all, offering enough room to pitch tents. 

Winter


-THIS IS SUBJECT TO CHANGE OR ADDITION-

Fae Magic is a basis of power and words. Power comes with age, so the older you are the more powerful. Promises must be upheld and that applies to spells. Once you cast one, once you lay the magic you must see it through. To run out of power for the spell would mean it would take life from the Fae resulting in death or near to. All Fae can use magic, the only ones who can't effectively are the iron touching ones. They are weaker users and there's no exception. They are also shunned by other Fae so it's rather hard for them.

Names have power and uttering someone full name, given by them allows Fae (and restricts them should a human know it) to control and essential press a life of indenture upon the being whose name is known.

All Fae have a Glimmer, an outer look, bestowed by magic to make them hard to notice, or change how they look. This is often used in the mortal realm by the more powerful of the Fair Folk.

Fae artifact grow, and can gain sentience of it's own if not contained properly. The older, the stronger, and smarter. Essentially an ancient fae weapon that is not bound is a Fae within itself. Most artifacts are horded by rulers, destroyed by the fearful, revered by the desperate. They are beyond rare, and most are often killed for.

-FEEL FREE TO ASK QUESTIONS-

This information is not known by any Fae save for Falk himself. It is a highly kept secret

Also to clear something up about the Wylde Hunt that I noticed. It's not Fall Fae, It can be but generally it is not. Falk? Perhaps you could? "The Wylde Hunt is a army, a nation. A sea of spirits and specters. Endless souls brought and bought by the years. I let no Fae within my realm go to waste." Yes, so the Wylde Hunt essentially is death. Death to those it hunts and is hunted by the Dead or the remains. A High Magick and something that costs Falk dearly though it is not really shown. Years are spent between Hunts gathering power and the dead for the next. The only one who knows the true nature are the most ancient of Fae, or the most learned as the Hunt in it's true form is something that is.... Well, taboo.


Fae are ancient creatures that are well known for deceit and deception. They are not fairies, to call one such is a insult. They are not going to be Mr. Rogers and their realm is most certainly not his Neighborhood. They all want their lot in life to be the best for them, survival of the fittest. It's very rare that they will put another before them. However this does not mean they are power hungry. If a Court has a stable Ruler they will keep that ruler so long as the ruler gives them reason to keep themselves in place. Power, prosperity, and politics.

Each Court has their own type of personality, power. To reflect their season. Spring is the most childish and flighty, Summer's energy with Winter's ruthlessness. They are vain, and iron in their will-much like a stubborn child. Summer is hot-headed, vibrant, vain. Honorable and ready to fall for romance (Midsummer night and all). They prefer entertainment to work. Fall is the twilight and the hunt, sneaky and cunning. They are the magic, with All Hallow's Eve. Winter is the cold and aloof season. The firmest and most ridged in it's rule. They are realistic, they dislike distraction to their work.

Fae words and thus their promises are binding. Asked a question thrice, and a Fae must answer honestly. However, this does not mean that they will not mislead someone. They may reveal only part, they may work around the technicalities.

Iron. Cold, pure iron will kill a Fae. If it isn't pure, or flakes of iron it will merely burn a fae. A circle of iron can keep a Fae out or in. Only Gremlins and other Metal-touched Fae are able to shape or even touched iron without pain or death, Gremlins are masters of bending magical property into metal, and are equally talented in dismantling and Repairing machines. They are often killed or bound, due to this fact.

Promises are binding, and breaking a promise is deadly in most cases. If you owe a fae, you Forever owe a fae, and there is a magic in it that they can force you to pay up until debt is payed. Most Fae will speak carefully so such a thing does not happen. Promises and favors are essentially currency in the Fae Realm. Everything must be given with a fair trade- of a sort. Also, Liege Lords are oath bound to fulfill their oathsworn's pact if they cannot.


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CS:

Name:
Alias:
Race: (Human or Type of Fae)
Court:
Position/Occupation: (In court if you are a fae, Any fae outsid eof a court will be under extreme pressure)
(Actual) Age:
Personality: (Fae type has effect)
Appearance: (Must have well written description, pictures are welcomed.)
Family: (Mother, Father, Children)
Ambition: (Goal)
Background:


Ruler of the Winter Court: Aryssyla Te'GarNegan (Belle)
Ruler of the Spring Court: Nyx’lair Seòltachd (Prince of Seraphs)
Ruler of the Summer Court: Feoras (BlackPanther)
Ruler of the Fall Court: Tegvan O'Aenges-Mor (LadyRunic)


Kelpie - Spring or Fall
Banshee - Fall
Gremlins - Any, prefer Winter (Can touch Iron but lack magic, thus they are limited)
Brownies (They can range from the small fae that clean houses to the great ents) - Spring or Summer
(Season)-born (Classical humanoid fae) - Children born to at least one fae parent or adopted by the fae. They take after the season that took them in.
Selkies - Spring, Fall or Winter
Pixie (Tinkerbell) - Spring
Nyphs (Greek sprites of earth, water, and air) - Any season, except winter


BASIC PLOT

The plot is basic. The Fae Courts are tense and are Gathering in a regular meeting of the Fae leaders. Winter and Summer have settled into a tense peace for the Gathering after a time of skirmishes. Spring has been sitting on the fence, balancing debts and favors owed. Fall has been watching, as it ever does. And the eyes of Falk have chosen the time, his Wylde Hunt is near at hand.


How does it look?

Ashe O'Neil

Age: 24

Rough sketch of personality: She's rather cold to the world. Keeping it at arms length from harsh experience. With crude jokes and harsh criticism. Pride will be her downfall, though it is arrogance rather than pride. For the woman is certain she knows more than anyone else about the harsh realities of life, and with most she's correct. With a strong will, and stubbornness that rivals stone, Ashe will not back down from a challenge towards her nor run from danger. Caring in her own way, she lets only a handful of people close, and most of those people are dead or 'dead'.

Rough sketch of Background: Born to Aiden Savitar O'Neil, a warlock of the most dangerous sort, and her mother Liliana Matthais O'Neil nee. Jonas. Ashe Joan Wenger O'Neil in her full name, unknown to her father and her mother far too gone to recall it. Ashe was a tool from birth to be wielded by her father's ambition. However, she ran away from her mother's watchful eye when her power began showing. She took to the streets of Britain and learned the hard lessons of life there till her first teacher in the ways of magic scooped her up. However in the training, Aiden came to claim the Irish lass, and was confronted by several Council enforcers. In the ensuring battle, Ashe was blamed for her father's escape and the death of her fellow student.

Cast out, and while the blame was unfounded and nothing could be proven- Charges were dropped. But fleeing to America she joined the native South African who finished her education and with whom she worked for several years as a sort of bounty hunter. He remains a close friend and the only person living who Ashe would cross the ocean again for. Unable to swim well, the woman is deathly afraid of deep water. Retiring from the hunt she wanted a quiet life for a time. Tired of seeing the hurt that covered the world and wishing to withdraw within herself. Something her mentor disagreed with, but as ever Ashe's will was not to be denied.

Magical abilities: She is very skilled in mind magic, though the use of it is illegal. Keeping the active use of it 'quiet' she works it with the subtly of a master. Her illusion magic is quiet good as well, and she can appear as anyone or anything. A useful skill for finding a criminal or hiding from someone. Combative skills became rusty but she can throw up a quick shield to deflect. Her offensive spells are limited to illusionary effects to immobilize the target. She has no talent for the more loud and proud parts of magic. Preferring to slip beneath a surface rather than make a splash in a quiet pond.

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