Post by The Wyrd on Aug 22, 2020 18:14:56 GMT -8
As one would expect, the Onyx Court of Las Vegas is perplexing and more than a little shrouded in mystery. Their most recent, official territory is in Whitney, an impoverished, crime ridden sector. They advertise the smallest territory. Longstanding allies with the Autumn Court, it is assumed that Winter practices are just as old and entrenched within the Freehold. The monarch has been known to speak Diné, and maintains an accord with the surrounding reservations outside of the city.
Their function is publicly recognized as a humble one, always at the mercy of burying the tracks of the wheel. The Las Vegas Freehold is largely considered an oasis, and the temptation to reap its true potential within the confines of impenetrable wards is forever deadlocked with the quiet threat of a knocked arrow.
The Knights of the Onyx Court are unlisted, their membership only known to those deeply involved in their politics. Winter carries the focus of grace through reflection, processing grief, and keeping vigil over sacred experience. The life of a Lost heralds many cryptic moments of insight, some of which the individual may not be worthy or ready to behold.
Their function is publicly recognized as a humble one, always at the mercy of burying the tracks of the wheel. The Las Vegas Freehold is largely considered an oasis, and the temptation to reap its true potential within the confines of impenetrable wards is forever deadlocked with the quiet threat of a knocked arrow.
The Knights of the Onyx Court are unlisted, their membership only known to those deeply involved in their politics. Winter carries the focus of grace through reflection, processing grief, and keeping vigil over sacred experience. The life of a Lost heralds many cryptic moments of insight, some of which the individual may not be worthy or ready to behold.
