Behind the Opened Door

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Blue Eyes and Curly blonde hair silhouette in the firelight of his room as leaves the door open. He turns pulling off his chimerical black cloak. Turning, he carefully lifts up the armor beneath slipping it under the bed putting finally his hand over his mouth with a yawn. He pulls out some chimerical parchment and quill from his pack and a knife slicing the back of his hand carefully as he dips the quill into it.

Karen,

My mind I think about you, while amid strangers and enemy, I find myself wishing to stay here for a bit and moving on impossible as the dangers right now are too great to follow the Silver Path right now. My Dark heart finds myself among idiots and enemies too clever for there own good, I wonder where I can cause mischief hehehe...

The question is will I or place myself among the waiting game and watch. I find only one sister here, she is well interesting but really doesn't do the satyr heart justice, I find her actions cheap and docile compared to what I have really seen in play with us, she carries a rape whistle, who the hell carries a rape whistle? The idea and fear in rape is sweeter when one sneaks up on them the way they squeal and shril <I better get off that subject otherwise I would be here all night describing things>. People here seem quite predictable and idiotic at first there are some here that catch my curiosity so better to hide in the shadows and watch and learn and know I'm not alone here, they show promise.

The Darkness surround you and embrace you.

Kevin Baxter, Commoner of the Unseelie Court

PS Send some spider cookies back..


Kevin lifts his head as he signs the document folding it and sealing it with wax. He looks out at the opened door..

[davidb]

Kevin Baxter walks in with a creepy smile on his face in his hands are two different fliers one for Lakeview Cemetery and the other Greenwood Memorial Park Cemetery. One has a picture of Bruce Lee the other Jimmy Hendrix, he sits down looking at them in his room leaving the door open there seems to be a black box wit ha ribbon on it. He walks over and opens it, all type of manner of bugs, cockroaches, and things you would find eating a rotting corpse. In the center is a small basket of cookies and a note as Kevin pulls it out and reads it as he crunches on a few of what he considers appetizers in the box seeing the cookies and the legs and body of that of a wolf spiders sticking out from them as he pulls and reads the note. At no time to waste he continues pulling a quill and starting on a new piece of parchment after cutting the back of his hand with a smirk and excited look.

Your last letter has granted me curiosity, tell me more of this place you call home for now. Perhaps I will visit soon.

May the shadows embrace you and longingly I await to hear your whispers back,

Karen Olson, Sluagh, Knight of Gwyidon your Mentor..



Karen, How does my dark heart ache for your touch..

Seattle is wonderfully gloomy a site for any Sluagh would go giddy over so many secrets and the heart warms as it rains 9 months out of the year. I found screams off of 2nd and madison walking the streets at night as people were robbed. On Capitol Hill found a pair of transvestites making out in the back alley and as I sat near the statue in Redondo just south of the Airport animal lust of a couple being satisfied right underneath me as the tide came in watching a glorious Red streaked Sunset as they climaxed by the pier in the dark. My dark wild heart filled with the song of it all mostly this week and how my emotions stirs. I will stay longer hehe, perhaps there will be more to see and experience.

As for this weeks meeting all was pretty quiet to say the least. So Far, I find more happening in the backrooms and front of this Abandoned Asylum and Freehold and of the Fae Living here. Curious one named Vincent, Boggan is really the only one that speaks to me, that is ok rather stay in the back light for now though I find my help could be needed already.

I find things showing up on the front door that is curious things of that are Prodigal in nature. Thought just a regular dog at first she entered and then was curious of me later. Though I didn't say much she seems ok, rather curious though that of this one girl which is always hanging in the back with my other kith sister which I found was a Wrench by trade. Well if she is going to sell herself suppose we all need to make a living someway granted what she does makes her cheap in nature and shallow in coarse. I will continue to watch her as she talks with the others and judge her competence but she does seem to have a bit of age with her. From what I'm sniffing out she maybe a grump.

Leadership around here is a lacking trait, find the seelie Butterfly Pooka Knight of your same house which is the owner of the freehold which I have requested her presence sees fit to ignore me for now. Frankly if she didn't it would benefit her from my mastery of Wayfare as she was asking people about someone that did know the path of Cantrip well. I remained in the back light and shadow but if for someone should ask will be rewarded, forgetting that I announced myself as a trodmaster and a master of wayfare is there lacking reminder they forget easily here while I listen to everything they say and remember it word for word later to be memorized as I make mental notes as you taught me.

Seems they have a quest going on that could use my skills. Volunteering to lead a group that you don't know is foolhardy I might be unseelie but they know not yet that Falcon being my favorite House that I am honorable and always honest just as one of the Seelie can Walk with Light the Dark can embrace the light around it and be comforting. Remember we unseelie know that in the dark we aren't alone and take comfort in it. I will reward ambition and passion to get to know your guests. While people think it's a duty to swear loyality here I will ignore that being unseelie I will let my seelie side give into Duty should they wish me to serve them as I have served you. I'm an honest soul, Dark mind you, but honest to myself to say the least. Change is good and needs to come here for those that ignore those new do not render the strength in the new members which come to serve.

While this I'm done my night shall be long, which I will find a dry area outside and convene with Nature in the old ways for it's time for me to build a fire and call to the glory of Pan and of Dionysus and hunt in his name hopefully one will come back with stag and drink merrily and hearty for I hear the beat of the club calling me after that.

May the Darkness embrace you as you shine with the light,

Kevin Baxter, Saytr, Road Guard of the Silver Path, Former Servant of House Gwydion, of the Unseelie Court



Kevin signs his name looking back at the open door and those going past his room taking it in as he seals the parchment with wax and reaches in to snatch up another Spider cookie and nibble on it. He sets two of the cookies a side and then putting a gallon of bleach in a box and setting the cookies next to it wrapping it in plastic puts in a few bugs from the other gift marking it "For Vincent I'm sure you'll need it and enjoy the cookies and snacks- Kevin" He then turns takes out a picture which is framed and puts it on the wall. <<OOC The one from above>>

((Amended <<OOC Want to thank the person that pointed out it's a bit hard for someone not notice which house that Julianna's Character is in considering she wears a tabard with the Coat of Arms on it>> Thanks Julianna))