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Once upon a time there was a prince. He was
tall and beautiful, and very strong willed. He was a proud, arrogant man,
who had his only son slipped into a mortal family so that one day he
might chrysalis and recognize his true heritage. The son did just as his
father had commanded when he was but a babe, and did chrysalis. He was a
young impetuous boy, and while he craved his father's attentions, he also
wished to rebel. He did so elegantly at first, but soon fell in with a
commoner crowd, loving a pooka, and marrying her. His father did not
approve, but was powerless to stop his son, not only because his will was
his own, but because he was slowly going mad. He granted his son the title
of Duke, and while his son ruled New Orleans wisely and well, the father
threw debauched parties in the ancestral estate. The Duke tried to return
his father to sanity, but in his madness, the proud Prince threw himself
into the Misssissippi. What of the son? He soon became prince in his
father's stead, and while he tried to do well, he soon succumbed to a long
and fatal sense of ennui. Deep in the grip of it, he was unable to fight
back when he was murdered, and his crown hidden from all eyes.
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A great quest began to find the crown, while in
the land, a freezing banal rain began to fall. The players in this drama
were the prince's wife, a great and valiant knight in her own right, the
Comte du Vieux Carre, the Comte du Jardin Quartier, two refugees from a
destroyed city across the country, and two unknown players who would
reveal themselves later. While the others strove to find the prince's
crown, it became very clear that whoever would put the crown on their head
would become prince. Unknown to the questing, an oathbroaken Sidhe had
taken upon himself another quest. Along the way he found the depths of the
plan against the dead prince, and the tortured city of New Orleans. A
sorceress had transformed the crown into a painting, and her own daughter
into a statue. She hid them both inside the prince's own house, and hid
that house from all sight. A great Manticore was bound to the house to
protect it from all comers, as well. This Sidhe rescued the transformed
woman, Ursula Rien, from her stony prison. Unfortunately the room moved on
its own, sealing them inside.
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their way through goblins, dauntain nuns setting an orphanage on fire, a
great bull made of bones entrapping children inside its ribcage. They
turned aside the Manticore, and pierced through the sorcerous illusion.
They went below the house, into cavernous tunnels that even the Prince's
wife did not know exisisted. They released Ursula and her champion from
their second prison, and discovered where the crown was hidden. Even the
most noble minded of people can be turned by the prospect of power. The
adventureers argued amongst themselves about who was to hold on to the
crown until David Ardry could send his hand into Louisiana and decide the
next prince or princess. Swords were drawn, and blood would have run on
the floor of the cavern were it not for Ursula Rien. She picked the crown
from where it lay, and palced it upon her head, ending the argument.. and
the choice for David Ardry.
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