Featuring Count Greystone with mentions of The Stone Circle Spring, Year 779 of the New Age Royal Glades, Glenmore The council had gathered as the last of the frost had melted and Glenmore was, once again, looking like spring. Greyson had finally shed his annoyingly heavy tines and was feeling significantly lighter as he happily trotted towards the meeting glade. These meetings were usually so dull, with one member or another having something small to share before they were all allowed to leave. For once, he had something he wanted to propose and it was something he was rather excited about. He was optimistic that the council would be on board, mostly because it wouldn't require any additional aid from anyone else. Of course, he was more than willing to accept help from the council but he wasn't going to hold out hoping for aid. With a nod and small smile he greeted the group of familiar faces. A smile to Knight Mungo, a nod to LLywelyn as he settled into place.
Lord Greystone of Glenmore
49
Lord Mycroft of Glenmore
14
Lord Taurin
8
Duke Daedalus
2
Princess Hilda
14
Princess Romilda
4
Princess Diosa
2
Princess Morwen
2
Lady Almarea of Glenmore
39
Lady Amisra
2
Orchid
4
Lady Anira of Glenmore
15
Lady Sakura of Glenmore
4
Lady Telyn of Glenmore
9
Lady Dalya
7
Lady Delilah
3
Lacey
3
Lady Seraphira II
1
Verya of Glenmore
13
Morohtar of Glenmore
11
Pitch
1
Dienekes
2
Bathory of Blackwood
13
Izabel
3
Morgoth of Blackwood
26
Rakiear
2
Aegon
8
Dalaney
6
Baeric of Blackwood
14
Anduril of Silverthorne
30
Literature
Dual Dancers
Featuring: Thalion, Ave and Mari Summer, 776 of the New Age Outer Silverwood, Silverthorne Thalion: He had been studying for a year now...a full year of being a recruit in a job his father had never approved of. Not because he doubted his sons strengths or conviction but simply because of the danger of it. He had seen more than his share of loss through the years and didn’t want to have to bury a child. It was fair...but Thalion couldn’t make his life into something he hated just to make his father happy. A year of taking flak, working hard and going home sore and the buck was starting to bulk up. It wasn’t the only change that Thalion had started to notice in himself but it was the only one he liked to notice. His golden coat that he had always loved, had always been happy to show off was starting to grow...darker. Splotches around his knees and mostly under his belly had started to crumble and grow ashy as if he had spent the day rolling in a fire pit. The first time he had