Elvish Princess

There was a place in the Danu Valley where it was almost always raining. It was the way clouds got caught in there. And the part of the sprawling homestead found in that location was where Leda made her home. She had retreated here when Polaris and she had gotten divorced, and it hadn't been easy to pry her out of there.

Now she sat in her favorite chair, listening to the soft thunder, and watching the rain. The same old melancholy resting in her head. Was there such a thing as an emotional hangover? From the high of the last two days of celebration, Leda kind of felt like she was crashing. Maybe she just needed coffee.

[Open for calls, or even if some of her guests are still around.]

There were more nobles and dignitaries gathered together here since the end of the war. Lord Dagos of the Merfolk, King Thane of the Dwarves, the Matriarch of the Dragons were in attendance along with their immediate families. All the nobles of the lands of Faerie, even some from Unseelie Lands were there as well.

And then there were those Leda was meeting for the first time. The Dryads, Pixies, Kitsune, Nunnehi and Menehune had all sent representatives. And countless others.

Though naturally no Diplomats from the Human realms could be present, the Elven ambassadors to their countries had sent greetings and gifts from them.

"Furachoque of Iguaque!" the herald announced another arrival. A woman in rather elaborate golden attire entered. Her people inhabited a tropical land rich in metallic ore. They traded regularly with the Dwarves, though they were best terms with the Nunnehi and had ancient ties with the Merfolk. Their capital had become known as El Dorado out in the world. She resembled the Elves save for one difference, her feet faced backwards.

[For those invited. The herald is moddable on hand to announce you as you wish.]

"Woah, wait. What the hell?"

This was not Bordertown. Leda had been trying to get to Bordertown. She'd needed some time away from Faerie and the complications of life in Alfheim. Partly it was the usual bullshit nobles trying to protect their High Born Privilage. Despite all the progress that had been made there were still apalling issues that cropped up from time to time.

But it was also the recent revelation that once upon a time Leander, one of her best friends, and if you wanted to get official about it, her Lord High Chamberlain, had been approached by Corwyn. Corwyn had tried to appeal to Leander as a fellow Monarchist. He had attempted to sway the man into betraying her.

Fortunately for all (except Corwyn), Leander's loyalty to her and compassion for the people had won out over his long held political beliefs. Still, the knowledge disturbed Leda and she'd needed to relax somewhere not there.

So, Bordertown. But, again, this was not Bordertown. Except, it was. She recognized where she was, in relation to the city she knew. But it was clean, all the buildings were in good repair, and there was no hint that Faery had encroached upon the world at all.

And everyone was staring at her.

"Holy shit I've found pre-Border, Bordertown!"

She sent off a quick text to Momo, Karla and James about her discovery, and inviting them to join her. Then she set off to explore.

[For them what's mentioned.]

Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered Leda and her friends had fought their way through the castle, avoiding what trouble they could, dealing with any they could not as quietly as possible.

And now, here they were. The doors to Corwyn's map room stood closed before them, two guards dead at Leda's feet.

Eli ran up to her from where he'd been dealing with a third. "He's in there." he said. "I can smell him." He gestured to the dead guards. "And if he knew we were here there'd have been more of these."

Leda's teeth were gritted, and her right fist was glowing. "Then it's time to end this. I think I'll be polite though. And knock first."

She brought her glowing hand down upon the doors, blowing them off their hinges with a tremendous explosion that sent shards of metal and wood showering down upon, and into the occupants of the room.

"LORD CORWYN! WE NEED TO HAVE A LITTLE CHAT YOU AND I."

( War's End Chapter 8 )

[Preplayed with the Scrumtrulescent Three.]

Iranon had, almost the moment the enemy forces had shown up, sent one or two of his friends to infiltrate the camp followers, and if they could, without getting themselves killed, some of the rank and file.

One of those was just as glad all the nobles were dead, and likely would not actually have been broken up if the queen had not escaped. He and Leda had never gotten along. But that was neither here nor there.

He loved all the ideas that had been bandied back and forth in the strategy meeting, and had offered to guide those who would be setting said traps.

"So, everyone got everything they need?" he asked.
( War's End Chapter 4 )

[Now with actual coding! Thanks to Karla, preplayed with the afore-mentioned, and of course, Blossom and James.]

The portal dropped Leda off seemingly as easy as ever, despite the difficulties portalocity was having.

The minute she arrived, she placed calls to her friends. She'd been able to get no info from outside Faerie save the PR messages from Portalocity. Hopefully someone here would be able to help her.

She'd suspected Corwyn had been responsible for the Dragons vanishing. Until he vanished too.

[Leda is back to see what's what. Post is open.]