89 Days

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Mission Statement

89 Days is dedicated to enforcing the change of the seasons. Allegedly the current Elemental leadership all escaped from "The Island" during the Battle of the Mountain. For further information on the battle, please refer to the respective dossiers of its members.

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Members

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Member Testimonials

Spring: We call it "The Longest Winter". We had hit...no... passed the tipping point. Winter reigned, and raged. Summer was murderous, hunting and viciously killing each other. Autumn had gone mad. They chewed and ripped the flesh from their own limbs, ushering in a gruesome and grisly death. Spring? Well...with the others in the grip of their arching sentiment, you sould have thought that hope springs eternal. It doesn't. We lay down, refusing all nourishment and succor. We died slowly, withering away to ash. It happened early in my stay in Faerie and has since passed into the mythology of the Island. Only outside influence saved us from utter destruction. Did spring ever go on too long you ask? Never. Those were the halcyon days of high debauchery, glorious to all who witnessed. - Vera Greensborough ~former Spring Commander on the Island

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Winter:

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Rumors: The Malicious and the Magnanimous

  • 89 Days is fractious and ineffectual due to its members distrust--some say hatred of each other.
  • Hardened by endless war, the members of this motley are ruthless killers to the man.
  • The leadership council continue their habits from their stay in Faerie and are in a constant power struggle, continually plotting to kill each other, reportedly to keep them "sharp".
  • The motley's seasonal leader is supported by the council, rotating its leadership with the seasons, mirroring the Court, making them excellent diplomats and a Freehold powerhouse year round.
  • The founding members knew each other before being taken to Faerie.
  • Their Keeper is a collector and deeply resents the loss of his prize chess pieces. Separation of its founders is the only hope for the Freehold's security.
  • "Spring, now brought low in shame once ruled with an Iron Fist as the March Lion, was feared by all that would gaze upon her terrible glory."
  • Only the oldest, most seasoned motleys could know each other better. 89 Days intrinsic knowledge of each other's skills makes them a formidable cooperative power, even against overwhelming force.
  • Prospective members of the motley must undergo a rigorous and cruel combat challenge to prove their worth.
  • Its seasonal council structure encourages balance and rationality in its members, making them more tolerant, approachable and accepting.
  • The "returned" members of the curent council are in fact ony seeking to bolster their respective forces on the Island. Beware.
  • 89 Days killed their Keeper and another Gentry during their escape and are actively seeking an opportunity for a hat trick.
  • Their current Elemental leadership makes their thinking alien, their motivations uncertain, their actions unpredictable and their agenda suspect.
  • The motley came back, carrying with them the customs of their stay in Faerie. To assume leadership of your respective season on the council, you must effectively plan and carry out the assassination of its current leader. "After all, we all did it."
  • "Nonsense. It's all obfuscation and lies to hide the soft under belly of truth. I hear the worst any of them did during their durance was skin a grape."
  • 89 Days took its name from the length of durance of each its respective members.
  • 89 Days took its name from the length of a season.
  • 89 Days took its name from a rock song Desert Wind liked in the '70s.
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Inspiration

Rusted Wheel by the Silversun Pickups

So you can't hold a star in your hand, though

At least you can hold on to another plan


Rusted wheel, a planet still

I can tell it's summer from the

Size of the bugs that fly through my window

Flying through my window


Rusted wheel, a planet still

Rusted wheel, can't move on


I can tell it's winter from the

Size of the lump in my throat

Got a lump in my throat


Rusted wheel, a planet still

Rusted wheel, can't move on


And it feels just like the ground

But trapped in another way

Just you in the ground


And it feels just like the ground, the ground

And trapped in another way

Just you in the ground, the ground, the ground


So you can't hold a star in your hand, hello

At least you can move on to another plan right now


Rusted wheel, a planet still

Rusted wheel, can't move on...


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