It’s Saturday night, and the 95 Fossil gathered for another garage band practice.

Langforth’s Beomgyu blasted loud guitar riffs while Luthien’s Anton tried to outplay him with his own electric guitar, better, at least in his mind. Luevine’s Jeno quitely softened the noise with his acoustic guitar, while Loughrey’s Dowoon kept the bass steady enough to hold everyone together.

Heisenbërg’s Karina and Mirthwood’s Sangwon argued over the drums every few minutes.
“Too fast.”
“You’re just late.”
“Count properly and shut up.”

Then Mondcroft’s Gawon randomly touched the piano and accidentally created a melody that made everyone pause. Wyrmharrow’s Giselle layered soft synth sounds over it until the messy garage started feeling like home.

To strangers, we probably look like people who can’t get along. But honestly, that’s just our way of loving each other.

ㅤㅤNight of the 11th Frostfall, 2026.

˙⊹ 🌿.. Gazing upon the ancient woodland and moonlit branches,
ㅤㅤ  The Mirthwood Lineage advances.

ㅤㅤ Each step, as exquisite as the beauty of nature, symbolizes eternity, joy, and gentle strength. It radiates harmonious serenity through the bonds of togetherness.

With the illustrious Highborn: @TheSancthoed & @ClyborneHousehold the forest murmurs tales of loyalty, grace, and enduring hope. We celebrate the resplendent beauty, deepening the bonds of bliss with every passing moment. Each step leaves echoes of tranquility, each glance reflects the timeless splendor of Mirthwood.

With reverence and heartfelt affection: @HouseOfMirth