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Welcome to Medietas! Are you interested in joining the game? Do you have an old muse you want to dust off? Are you looking for a place to voice test a brand new character and would like to do so in our little island setting? Well, you've come to the right place!

You all know what to do but if you don’t, just follow the instructions and HAVE FUN!

How To Play:

→ Comment with the character you’d like to test drive. Don’t forget to add their name and canon in the subject line.
→ Choose a scenario, or start your own!
→ Tag around!

Possible Scenarios:

1. New Arrival: You have just arrived on the island of Medietas, in the city of Aerilon via a floating boat with people you may or may not know. Of course, you can't help wondering what the heck is going on here, or how you even got on the boat in the first place. But as soon as the vessel docks you are greeted by some lovely locals who offer you a map and a communications device before leaving you to your own. You probably have questions and there seems to be a number of people there already who may or may not have those answers. Talk to them! Or, get on the network and introduce yourself!

2. Getting Settled: So, you've arrived, but now there's five islands you should get yourself acquainted with. Meet your starter home neighbors! Start your new job! Check out the market on Aerilon!

3. Event: The Faire's in town! Feast, socialize, dance, play games! There's plenty to do and the grounds on Mundus are packed with festivities for all to enjoy.

4. Wild Card: Got something else in mind and want to create your own scenario? Go for it!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Aye, I - I've heard something of the like. [ Claire mentioned such things, in passing, a brief, shocking glimpse into a future he'll never see himself, and a world very different from what he knows. He's not all that interested in bringing her into the conversation, though. Her absence is a hole in his heart he still has to learn to live with. ]

Sounds as if ye put the Redcoats in their place.

[Bree couldn't help but laugh at that and she nodded, her smile bright.]

Yeah, we sure did. Even though my parents are English, I feel American. I've always lived in Boston, always grown up reading about the Revolution from the side of the winners. History is a weird thing, isn't it?

[ Weird. Strange, she means, he thinks. That's one way of putting it. ]

No doubt ye hear of Scotland from the English perspective, as well, then.

History usually gets written by the winners, unfortunately, and the English came out better on that one.

[She tips her head a bit, curious. This is one way to get to know him.]

Do you think you might be interested in telling me the Scottish half?

[ A simple question - one he'd be fine answering, if the wounds weren't so recent. If the loss wasn't so acute. The hole in his chest where his heart used to be aches rather sharply whenever he has to think about the last months in Scotland before returning here. ]

I - I'm not sure I'd be the right person for the job. I was never much of a Jacobite. If anything, I... tried to stop it.

It could be interesting to learn, though, just to hear another perspective. I'd be happy to listen at any pace you wanted to tell. There's no rush.

[ And what harm could it do, to tell someone his side of the tale? The worst that could happen is that she chooses not to believe him. ]

Perhaps. But I'll warn ye now, ye may not believe the whole of it.

[ The only other person who did, or does, know it besides himself and Claire is Murtagh. No one else back home would believe it if he told them. ]

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