♔ 16 [[BACKDATED TO NOON 01/08]]
[The communicators will buzz on and residents will feel the Guardian's voice entering into their heads in its usual, intrusive way.]
Come to the mansion, if you so wish. I have prepared it for you. One week, from now until next Monday.
I will be there.
[The communicators will go dead after that.]
[If people travel over to the mansion, they will find the Guardian sitting on the wall outside - where one of the Gwyllion usually sit. He will dressed in a surprisingly casual manner - jeans, tshirt, boots - and will not be wearing his rowan crown. His iron chains will still be around him, however.
The gates will be open wide, and the mansion itself will feel light and welcoming, as opposed to the dark, hunched over building that it usually seems.]
Come to the mansion, if you so wish. I have prepared it for you. One week, from now until next Monday.
I will be there.
[The communicators will go dead after that.]
[If people travel over to the mansion, they will find the Guardian sitting on the wall outside - where one of the Gwyllion usually sit. He will dressed in a surprisingly casual manner - jeans, tshirt, boots - and will not be wearing his rowan crown. His iron chains will still be around him, however.
The gates will be open wide, and the mansion itself will feel light and welcoming, as opposed to the dark, hunched over building that it usually seems.]