OOC/SIGN-UPThe Courts SEELIE: Anna Sophia/Aristal "Ari" Lycealon/Alon "Lyce" Celeste/Carmine Layla/Leilatha UNSEELIE Trent/Trenton Requiem/Zaigou (Ex-Unseelie) "Req" Sealamin/Belros "Fluffy" Valdemar/Gwyn "Val" TWYX Karou "Rou" Fiona/Gaeli "Lili" Bliss/Blissful "Splash" UNAFFILIATED Requiem/Zaigou Elaina/Eleriza James/Jek "Nomad" I'll be updating the map as the rp goes on, and excuse the sloppiness! It was evening in the Seelie Court, though that didn't mean what you might think. Instead of shadows spreading and darkness descending, the sky was a light purple and blue color, the sun still shining brightly across the land. Evening in The Land wasn't like in the Mortal Realm. Sometimes night would fall in the morning, or the stars would recede from the sky, leaving a black pit of nothingness above. Today, it was a beautiful, sunny evening as the crowd gathered in the courtyard. All Summer fey - also know as Seelie - were to gather in the courtyard for a discussion about the new Twyx Court. It had only been a few decades since the birth of the new court. In human years, that was similar to a week. Give or take a year. Time didn't run exactly the way you would think it would. In fact, often times Time would stop. Not you, of course. And not the living creatures around you. However, you might realize that there is a sudden silence. No wind. No smells. Any water nearby is frozen in time. If you were falling, you're not. You can move, but you're stuck in the same position in the air. It's rare, but it does happen. The crowds filed toward the stage where two thrones were waiting for their guests to be seated. As Ari watched, King Oberon took a seat beside his wife, Queen Titania. The King rose after a few moments of silence lingered. His booming voice echoed around the courtyard. "My people. There is a new court in Faeryland." A murmur erupted in the crowd, though quickly silenced. "The Twyx Court has been established, and we, the Fey of the Seelie Court - The Summer Fey, have come to an agreement with the Ruler Morgania. The Seelie fey will honor their rules in their territory." He paused as he scanned the crowd, sure that their attention was on him. "No human is to be glamoured, entranced, or tricked upon while in the Twyx Territory. If they step into the forests, they are fair game. Along with this agreement, we have agreed that any fey that wish to join their court shall be allowed." More murmurs erupted. "However," his voiced rose, echoing across the football-sized courtyard, "should any of those fey return to this court, they will be considered traitors and face the punishment like a traitor." Ari mistakenly gasped. The two fey surrounding her shot her suspicious looks, to which she pretended to have been stung by a bicklebee. Their attention went back to the King. "We do not condone bringing more humans to our land, nor do we condone them going about freely without glamours or entrancement. However, Twyx Court has agreed to never take arms with the Unseelie if we ever return to war. This is my final decision. There is no discussion to be had." His smile didn't reach the rest of his face. "Let us feast tonight." With that, the crowd cheered and music began to play. A large fire had all ready begun in the center of town while Ari tried desperately to escape the crowd. This couldn't be. A traitor? Twyx Court was calling for peace, and if a Summer fey wanted peace...How was it traitorous? She broke through the crowd and sagged against a wall. Across the lands, the Unseelie were having a similar speech, though voiced by Queen Mab. However, the main difference between her speech and Oberon's was that she was threatening her court, daring them to leave. As Trent listened from his guard duty against the wall to the entrance, she threatened anyone who dared try to make it the Twyx Court would be hunted down and retrieved before they made it. If they were caught, they would face torturous punishments. Sometimes, there are worse things than death. Bundled up in a large fur coat, the Summer Prince looked to his comrade. Trent was one of five sons of Oberon. However, Trent had chosen to join the Unseelie Court around a century back. Of course Mab had eagerly welcomed him, though she had rightfully been suspicious when he first arrived. Now, he was second-in-command among her soldiers. He glanced to his comrade, "This should be a fun season. Faery season." Hunting faeries wasn't uncommon for the Unseelie, though it was likely to occur more often with this new court out there offering safe haven. Just South of the Winter and Summer Courts sat Twyx, who were holding a commencement ceremony. Ruler Morgania, with fair brown hair and her bright green eyes, was welcoming the few fey and humans among her. The court was mostly built into the trees, though they did have some ground in their court, as well. Today, there were only two humans, five or six half-breeds, and seven fey in the court. The half-breeds included a phouka, a troll, and a few other halves. Their feast was just beginning as the sky shimmered and began to disperse liquid sparkles as the sun shined.