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Glinda of Oz

The Sorceress of the South

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a character in “Labyrinth: New Tales of the Underground”, as played by CassilineVow

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Glinda is the most powerful sorceress in the land of Oz. She is also the the Ruler of the Quadling Country as well as the royal protector of Ozma, the young queen of the Emerald City and the Oz proper.

Glinda, in spite of any rumors to the contrary, is known for her long red hair and dull blue eyes. She is shrewd, resourceful, determined, and highly capable.

Notable Acts:

When Dorothy Gale and her companions are left behind by the wizard who accidently flies off without them in his hot air balloon failing to help Dorothy return home, the group travels to the Quadling Country to seek advisement and aid from the Good Witch of the South.

Glinda became the ruler of the Quadling Country after she successfully overthrew the Wicked Witch of the West during Ozma's grandfathers reign.

During the tyranny of the Wicked Witches of the East and West, it was very possible that Glinda could have stopped them at any time and actually claimed the entire land of Oz for herself if she had felt inclined, Glinda however was steadfast and determined to restore ruler-ship of the land of Oz to its rightful inheritor and launched an extensive quest to locate Ozma who was disappeared as an infant.

ABILITIES

Glinda is a very hands on sorceress preferring to employ alchemy and the sciences in her magical works. she also uses many magical tools. She likes to build things and is very fond of modern convienances from all over the underground and beyond.

ARTIFACTS

Glinda also is the Keeper of the Book of Knowing. A magical book that records all things that happen and exist in oz. She uses this book to locate people and make predictions. When taken outside of the land of Oz the great book goes blank and is used to scribe and record the goings on of special events in the underground.

The Forbidden Fountain Of Oblivion was created by Glinda and is capable of invoking deep change in any who touch it waters. Its use is forbidden in anything but the most dire of circumstances. Occasionally small amounts of the water are smuggled out of Oz in very small doses the water can invoke a temporary change of heart in even the most cruel and despicable of souls.

ATTITUDES

Glinda is very much a feminist and a strong woman with or without her magic. Women from all over Oz and the underground go to her for magical training and stewardship. Glinda is also a formidable strategist and has one of the largest organized female armies in the underground. Men are rare in her personal court which has lead some to speculate that Glinda prefers the company of women in all things. she is not a man hater however and will work with anyone worthy of her skills.

She is also wise enough to know when to let people and civilizations work out their own business and typically wont get involved in social or political disputes between people unless its in the interest of protecting the Emerald City.

THE HIGH COUNCIL

Glinda holds the position of Court Scribe and also occasionally acts in the role of high inquisitor. while she is fair she is also very probing and anyone put under her direct scrutiny should be on their guard. she has no pity for those who attempt to mislead the council and disgrace themselves.

So begins...

Glinda of Oz's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Jareth The Goblin King Character Portrait: Queen Mab Character Portrait: Glinda of Oz Character Portrait: Scheherazade Character Portrait: The Childlike Empress
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The crowd all slowly turned to the great vast doors at the far end of the hall moving back a bit to make room more out of a sense of collective respect than necessity. All parted the was as well between the long walkway and Jareth's enthroning area where his party all stood in their raised box.

Zade who had been standing near Sayer originally moved away from him slowly towards the closed doors and the room filled with pregnant anticipation and heavy magic. Slowly Zade made her way to the side of one grand door. Her white robs dripping in gold bangles and accents native to her home land. In her good time she turned to the amassed crowd.

"Ladies and gentlemen. The High Council thanks you greatly for your willingness to be with us on this day. The Centennial Ball is a time of communion between all people and beings. All of our destinies entwine along a single great tapestry of existence. In this place and time we come together, lost children in a vast wilderness of life, myth, and magic. All of you are beloved to us and in this time and place we are all equal, all united as one force. We are the children of legend, myth, and legacy. May our stories never be forgotten, may we come together in unity and peace always. In Queen Mab's eyes were are all her children and as such, she has come here this night, out of love and devotion to us all." At the end of her speech Zade bowed deeply to the crowd as the doors swung gently open and unseen trumpets sounded announcing the entrance of the other lesser Council members.

The procession was lead by the Childlike empress who was presently laying upon a great silk pillow twice her size. She was clearly still in full repose. Curled like a cat upon the pillow looking sickly but presently at peace. The pillow was being carried by willowy faes who moved so seamlessly that they were hardly noticeable.

Next, a few feet behind was the tall and broad Glinda of Oz. Her hair was a dark auburn and fell practically to her waist in wild ringlets curls against her white and gold dress. Her look was regal and honorable as she waited for Zade to join them in the procession, her middle aged beauty was stunning and full of wisdom and strength.

Finally, came Mab herself.

Broad and womanly as if she'd given birth a thousand times over and knew both the pain and joy of it. Though she was beyond middle aged in appearance her beauty was timeless and familar. Stoic yet warm. Inflexible yet accommodating. Her expression was mysterious and her presence weird and otherworldly. Her skirts were layered thick and long flowing and her dress was adorned with flowers, seeds, and and nuts. Her power and majesty was palpable and not a single person in the room felt as if they could hide from her knowing and all seeing gaze as she both scrutinized and accepted all that was around her. Escorting the high Fairy into the room was Mr. Tumnus, a jovial sort of fawn and only male council member who had long been in the services of the Pevensies. Of the lot of them, Mr. Tumnus looked the happiest to be there as he waved and nodded to the crowd.

The procession walked a quarter of the way into the hall when Mab put up her hand and in a voice that filled the entire room without forcing her to raise her voice, she said. "We come in Friendship, Fidelity, and Peace; to right what has been left broken and undone as well as to celebrate what is still good and whole. Our world is a fragile thing that many of us are compelled to take for granted. May you all be grateful for what you have achieved, for who and what you are, and for why you are all here. Your presence among us goes beyond unity and gracious joy, you are the embodiment of our greatest hopes and our most compelling wishes. Not everything we do in this place will be happy, but we must all try to see the wisdom and more importantly the opportunity of it. Who comes to take my hand?"

"I do." Jareth approached the procession slowly and with great purpose. His eyes were narrowed as he locked his gaze on Queen Mab who was both rival and mother to him. Both is redeemer and his judge. how he loved and was oppressed by her.

"Come onward, O' King of the Goblins and make thy self known." Mab's own words were articulated carefully and in a calculated fashion as she watched him approach showing no fear or superiority about it.

We have come to test you.

The other lesser Council Members moved aside so that Jareth could approach. The tension in the room was high and fine. For a moment Jareth stood before Queen Mab's direct presence. A presence that would have made a lesser person quiver where they stood at that range.

Jareth held steady though and when Mab extended her hand to him Jareth sunk down before her on both knees and hung his head in tribute to her, not in submission but tribute. "I am your faithful servant, welcome to my home, Aunt."

"Jareth, I do think you mean your lair. Don't confuse the two ideas. Now rise and by all means introduce me to you're party. I dare say, I think I see some interesting faces." Mab remarked as she implored him to rise and take her arm.

All of this was clearly heard by everyone in the space.