welcome to Midsummer
Welcome to the wilds of Faerie, where deception and intrigue wind through the courts of the fae. Revels overflow with excess, beauty, and betrayal, while the students of the Iris Academy learn to take their place in a world where nothing is ever as it seems. Now, as a blue moon rises, the reigning High Court prepares to make peace with the Undersea, but peace is not something that rises easily from the ashes. Beware wandering into a faerie circle, mortals, and never strike a bargain with the fae; they may not be able to lie, but they are always hiding something.
Midsummer is a character-driven, fae folklore, text-based RPG site, founded 3 September 2023 by admins SeaJem + M. We are a collective of writers from a variety of backgrounds and histories, and we value community, character development, and sharing a love of writing. Feel free to look around and explore—but don’t go too far, or it may be hard to leave.
Site Updates
September 2024 (IC Fall):
Fall is here in Faerie, as the Garden Party and related events continue. Several different plots are beginning as winter creeps in, including the Northern Rebellion, the Viola's Greatest Threat, and the Undersea's Traitor. Information on all of these plots will be released through September and October and all are availiable to all members. The Iris Academy has reopened, and some positions at the High Court have become available, largely those of advisors.
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Site Lore
The Faewild is comprised of four Cardinal Courts, plus the ruling High Court and the Undersea. The Seelie Courts, North and South, are slightly more traditional and straightforward (as much as the fae ever are), which their Unseelie counterparts to the East and West are duplicitous and wild.
Farthest south, beneath the waves, lies the Undersea, home to the pearl-encrusted Sunken City. The Undersea fae are a proud people—perhaps too much so, according to some of their counterparts on dry land. All of the Faewild is ruled by the High Court, whose power is personified in the High King and Queen. By wearing this crown, they take on the spirit of the Faewild; their hearts beat with the heart of the land. Beware, and choose your words carefully: the fae are a capricious and tricky people, as fickle as they are cunning, and their rulers are the most of all.
The Garden Party {mass thread}
Nikolai Hugh-Sokolov
Mod
Duke Of The East Court
Crown Prince of the East Court
cassie
19
Fae
"I shall make you the poem, and not always the poet."
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Post by Nikolai Hugh-Sokolov on Sept 3, 2024 2:32:59 GMT
Nikolai felt a wave of relief wash over him as she accepted the beverage. He still didn’t trust himself not to drink in an environment like this, even having stayed away from it for months now. “Of course,” He looked over to the Enigma Prince, still engaged in conversation with Talia. His jaw twitched at the sight. Was he really getting jealous over this? It was nothing more than polite conversation, Talia trying to climb up the ladder of noble society that he had thrust on her. It was nothing. It had to be. “Your cousin?” He cocked a brow in curiosity. “You must be an Enigma then.” It was a slight surprise. The girl lacked the signature dark hair and ivory complexion of the Enigmas. She was more gilded, like he was. Oh dear. If this was another one of his father’s bastards he didn’t know if he could take it. “You have a deer? How curious. I do hope you find it.” he asked, grateful to be the one asking the questions, and not the one having to answer them. If she asked him for his identity, that is, if she did not already know it, would he even be able to deflect? ★ faiIf no one else will save me, I must save myself.
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Post by Amaris Silvershade on Sept 3, 2024 3:21:44 GMT
[attr="class","box1a"] The mortal queen wanted to know who she had the honor of meeting. No one, Amaris thought. She could give no answer to that. She thought of what she'd snarled at the knight when he cornered her. Honor is a reward doled out by kings to their best little soldiers so they don't have to spare the expense of real prizes. Amaris would rather be spared the platitudes. She'd rather that meeting her be worth something. You have no honor at all, she wanted to say; you are a thief and a tyrant. You stole my kill just to become what he was. She hungered to say it. But she would hold her tongue if it meant saving her skin. Survival was the flame she stoked, through cycles of the moon, through loss of allies and accumulation of enemies. For what she was surviving, some dark days, she had to wonder. But even then she knew the answer; she would die before she would give up on seeing Faerie changed, Faerie freed. The wilderness of its people was a thing no mortal could understand, certainly not stamped out by generations of Gentry as it was now. She would make them remember. Maybe one day she'd break the curse they gave her and once again join Wolfsbane in the fight. "Amaris Silvershade," she ground out, "Your Majesty." Her eyes were blue fire. She had no honor to give. [newclass=.box1a]margin:0px auto; width:300px; height:425px; background: transparent; overflow:auto; padding:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.box1a::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.box1a::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background: #4d221a;[/newclass] |
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credit to Laura of Adox + SeaJem
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Cassie Eloise Enigma
High Court
Princess Of Faerie
Emissary between High Court and the Undersea
cassie
18
Fae
"She's sexy and she's kind, she's pretty when she cries."
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Post by Cassie Eloise Enigma on Sept 4, 2024 1:51:30 GMT
Tonight was the night. She’d been dreading this party for so long, for the mere uncertainty of what exactly would take place between the Undersea and the Land. The atmosphere of the place would have been perfect, what with the glittering lights, the gurgle of fountains, the beauty of the Folk, but as with all gatherings of the gentry, it was never only for enjoyment. Tonight was the night to make reparations to the Undersea for faults of the East Court’s heir, under the guise of being a way for the High and Undersea Courts to treatise for the first time since Alaric had been killed. It’s all so convoluted, Cassie thought as she raised a glass of something pink and bubbly to her lips. She had arrived with Jin-hwa and her sister, Hai, though her friend had directed them both to the gazebo they now sat in before anyone could make much of a fuss about their arrival. Cassie sat at her friend's right hand, looking up at the girl who’d stopped in front of them. She was of the North, that was clear, but her face was unfamiliar. Calanthe, Jin-hwa called her. She watched her best friend probe the newcomer, ready to intervene should she try to start something. Too late. Jin-hwa would not have even acknowledged her had she not wanted to start something. Cassie took another sip, cutting a sideways glance at her friend. She set the glass down. “A friend of yours?” She asked Jin-hwa in a low tone. To the girl, she gave a dazzling smile. “I don’t believe we’ve met.” She gestured to the seat next to her. “Please, join us.” ★ faiI can't help it if I look like an angel.
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Sept 13, 2024 0:46:19 GMT
Post by Vĩnh Lý on Sept 13, 2024 0:46:19 GMT
“Of course your majesty.”
Yet another bow. He backed away into the crowd that carved itself into a circle as though falling away into an abyss centered about the aura of Kaimana Mei and her entourage, who, even so, gave her a smaller yet similar breadth. Pulling a drink the queen had showed a fondness for on several occasionsfrom the tray of a passing banquet server without so much as looking at him, or even alerting the server to his presence, Vĩnh returned to the throne created by Kaimana’s presence, as though drawn inwards by a string.
He bowed, yet again, allowing her to take the proffered glass from his hands as though she was picking it up from an inanimate table. Those who saw them in that moment would have the impression of the very same. Vĩnhs presence, and indeed those of the queen’s other servants were subsumed by hers, any figure before her seeming to blend with the ground she deigned to tread upon. Despite this, Vĩnh had chosen to add another layer of cover, the drink, to what it was he had truly brought her.
“Your majesty, It may be of interest to you that the faerie who intruded upon the blue moon revel and was subsequently taken into custody has approached, and is now conversing with Guinevere marcel. Her heir has retreated from the festivities, likely due to the actions of Princess Jin-Hwa Mei, who is beneath the gazebo thisaways with Princess Hai Mei, Cassandra enigma, and a north court girl. She seems to be making some small attempt to spite you, A most unwise decision, for which I must take some blame as her servant during her time here. Should you wish her to behave in a more becoming manner, the matter could be forced by way of blood.”
Only by the law of the undersea would the queens servant suggest she draw blood from her daughter. Such was their way.
“There is an unbound mortal here as well, for what purpose I cannot imagine. It has retreated into the flora for the time being.”
Though Vĩnh had gathered this information in a matter of seconds, the body heat of the attendant parties painting a thermic watercolor into the moisture in the air that he read with his skin, the mortal in particular had just retreated out of immediate range.
“At your bidding, I can continue general reconnaissance by your side, or I can focus my attention on any of those I have mentioned.”tags- Kaimana Aeri Mei , mentioned- Guinivere Marcel , Gemini Enigma , Calanthe Willowlace , Amaris Silvershade , Jin-Hwa Mei , Bran Viola , Hai Mei , Cassie Eloise Enigma
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