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'''Description''': An exaggerated creature built of sugar, spice, and everything not so nice, Sweetness seems all sweetness and light until seen up close. She can be by turns perfection in all her forms and a horrifyingly petulant tyrant; she can be truly overwhelming in her unpredictable wroth, or sweet as... well. You know. | '''Description''': An exaggerated creature built of sugar, spice, and everything not so nice, Sweetness seems all sweetness and light until seen up close. She can be by turns perfection in all her forms and a horrifyingly petulant tyrant; she can be truly overwhelming in her unpredictable wroth, or sweet as... well. You know. | ||
'''Methods and Madness''': Sweetness almost invariably buys her subjects at the Goblin Market; they are often humans who accidentally stumbled into the Hedge rather than captured by her Huntsmen. She's been known to discard Lost who no longer intrigue her, simply letting them go. | '''Methods and Madness''': Sweetness almost invariably buys her subjects at the Goblin Market; they are often humans who accidentally stumbled into the Hedge rather than captured by her Huntsmen. She's been known to discard Lost who no longer intrigue her, simply letting them go, if she doesn't kill them by neglect. | ||
'''Arcadian Realm''': | '''Arcadian Realm''': Sweetness' Realm is -- predictably -- made of spun sugar, gingerbread, candy... and it all rots. Her creations when in favor are stuffed full with all the good things they could possibly want: food, intoxicants, the company of other Lost, and when out of favor, left to wander the outer reaches of her Realm, scrounging for moldy cookies from last week's rebuilding. She constantly smashes everything she builds and starts again, and when she's in one of her rages, no one is safe. | ||
'''Huntsmen''': Does she even ''have'' any? | '''Huntsmen''': Does she even ''have'' any? Could she bear to give up any of her power, and would she even care enough to get back someone she'd discarded? | ||
'''Fetches''': Invariably, fetches are left, and the lives into which they are inserted are perfectly maintained, putting a beautiful vision of what could have been in front of those who manage to return. | '''Fetches''': Invariably, fetches are left, and the lives into which they are inserted are perfectly maintained, putting a beautiful vision of what could have been in front of those who manage to return. | ||
'''Former Denizens''': | '''Former Denizens''': | ||
Revision as of 01:21, 23 February 2020
The Brackish King
Fae Titles: His Gracious Highness; King of the Deep
Description: The Brackish King looks something like a massive octopus, and something like a mind-bending horror.
Methods and Madness: Literally everything in his realm was once human: every tree, every wave, every statue, every fish. His obsession with only crafting using what he has stolen or bought infuses every decision the King makes.
Arcadian Realm: The Brackish King’s realm resembles the a twisted estuary, and a strange garden within it. He chooses those who are already outsiders for one reason or another, and crafts them into exhibits for his garden, guards to keep his garden safe, workers to buff the statues. A Lost taken by the Brackish King might be one of his treasured mermaids, kept close to amuse him, or sent on border patrols to prevent anyone from escaping. That Lost might have been instead crafted into a tree, growing in the half-salt, half-fresh water. Perhaps instead a statue, gazing forever at his magnificence. A Wizened to craft beautiful new buildings or to serve his every whim. Darklings live as shadows in the water. Water Elementals are kept in marble reflecting pools. Most who have escaped from his realm come back with strange eating habits — some go entirely vegan, some become totally carnivorous. Others report having overcome cannibalistic urges. The Arcadian version of the shoreline estuaries where the Pine Barrens meet the sea, and the small beach where only his most treasured creations are allowed to occasionally play as a very special treat? Food sources are limited. Either you learn to eat very strange plant life, or you turn on each other.
Huntsmen: No Huntsmen have been seen from The Brackish King for a very long time.
Fetches: His captives almost invariably come back to find a fake in place; their lives are sometimes well-maintained and sometimes thrown into chaos. Former Denizens:
Le General Taire
Fae Titles: Master of Verdun; His Silent Majesty
Description: Le General Taire is never seen except as a distant shadowy figure, directing troops. Messages come to combatants in a genre-appropriate way: crackling radios filled with distant voices and horrified screams, the far off howl of another wolf pack, a carefully folded message smuggled in the heel of someone’s shoe. Those who return often have strange superstitions about sending or receiving messages.
Methods and Madness: Le General Taire not only
Arcadian Realm: The actual name is unknown, but the nickname - Verdun - was given by a French WWI vet that was also an escapee, and fits rather well with a Realm of eternal war. The Realm is carved into dozens of pockets, each filled with endless war games. One realm is filled with Beasts, hunters and hunted; another filled with trenches and mustard gas and twisted war machines; yet another is modern urban warfare. The only constant is conflict. Just about any Seeming or Kith can fit within Verdun, as long as they fit within the concept of war: medic, warrior, perpetual innocent bystander.
Huntsmen: Le General creates Huntsmen much more than any other locally-known Keeper and is often obsessed with reclaiming those who have escaped Verdun. His Huntsman was responsible for the death of Michael Zloof, the Winter Crown prior to Marjorie. If a Title has been passed to any of those Huntsmen, it is not yet known.
Fetches: Approximately half of the time, Le General does not leave a Fetch behind when someone is abducted. Oftentimes, those Fetches which are left find themselves meeting bad ends, destroying utterly the lives left behind, leaving a metaphorically blasted hellscape in their wake.
Former Denizens:
Sweetness
Fae Titles: Her Gracious Majesty; Queen Of Sugar
Description: An exaggerated creature built of sugar, spice, and everything not so nice, Sweetness seems all sweetness and light until seen up close. She can be by turns perfection in all her forms and a horrifyingly petulant tyrant; she can be truly overwhelming in her unpredictable wroth, or sweet as... well. You know.
Methods and Madness: Sweetness almost invariably buys her subjects at the Goblin Market; they are often humans who accidentally stumbled into the Hedge rather than captured by her Huntsmen. She's been known to discard Lost who no longer intrigue her, simply letting them go, if she doesn't kill them by neglect.
Arcadian Realm: Sweetness' Realm is -- predictably -- made of spun sugar, gingerbread, candy... and it all rots. Her creations when in favor are stuffed full with all the good things they could possibly want: food, intoxicants, the company of other Lost, and when out of favor, left to wander the outer reaches of her Realm, scrounging for moldy cookies from last week's rebuilding. She constantly smashes everything she builds and starts again, and when she's in one of her rages, no one is safe.
Huntsmen: Does she even have any? Could she bear to give up any of her power, and would she even care enough to get back someone she'd discarded?
Fetches: Invariably, fetches are left, and the lives into which they are inserted are perfectly maintained, putting a beautiful vision of what could have been in front of those who manage to return.
Former Denizens: