The Winter War (storyline)/2022-12-17 - Seventh Annual Military Ball in Ta'Vaalor (log)
Catspaw-2022-12-17- Seventh Annual Military Ball in Ta’Vaalor (log)
Log captured from the viewpoint of Opalina
[Ta'Vaalor, Amaranth Court - 3493] (u14100007)
Teeming with greenery and flowers, the center of the court provides a temporary gathering spot for the residents of the city. Beds of multicolored peonies, thickly carpeted ivy, and the wey's namesake amaranth line the cobblestone square beneath a canopy of thick shade trees. Moonlight filters through the leafy boughs above, illuminating the area in a cool silvery sheen. You also see a midnight blue tent, a vert-striped stand draped in a curtain of silk winter roses with some stuff on it, a holly-draped mahogany stall, a pumpkin-set narrow wood wagon, a red barn-framed cart, a garland-draped wrought bronze cart with some stuff on it, a harlequin-patterned purple and gold wagon strung with myriad tiny lanterns, a stamp-covered bright wooden wagon, a multicolored candy cane-lined rack with some stuff on it and a wreath of fragrant pine needles and metallic ornaments.
Also here: Legionnaire Esana, Gudbrand
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west
>go tent
[Midnight Blue Tent - ] (u857102) The deep blue silk overhead has been painted to resemble the night sky, complete with moons. Bronze lanterns dangle from the tent posts, creating pools of soft, flickering light. Gold and blue velvet cushions heaped in the corners provide quiet places to rest. You also see a bright copper cart with some stuff on it.
Also here: Legionnaire Agathilea, Alenwyn, Squire Legionnaire Krystalena, Orssus, Chronicler Falvicar who is sitting, Lady Shyair
Obvious exits: out
You move to Falvicar's side and twine your fingers with his.
Shyair throws a handful of velvety rose petals up into the air, and it floats down in a cloud all over the area!
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
Shyair leans against a bright copper cart.
Agathilea smiles at you.
You quietly say, "Good evening."
You curtsy.
You see Legionnaire Agathilea Rassine Vaalor.
She appears to be an Elf.
She is average height and has a muscled, but soft physique. She appears to be very young. She has amethyst eyes and sun-kissed, unblemished skin. She has waist-length, cascading caramel brown hair covered with a gilt-spiked headpiece interspersed between griffin talonses crowning tightly coiled layers with a few loose tendrils brushing against her temples. She has a well-defined, heart-shaped face and a tiny, dark brown mole on one side of her nose. Petite, slightly curved ears sweep upwards to a gentle point, perfectly framing her face.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing an intricately woven gold wire necklace bearing a scintillating scarlet red blazestar cluster flanked by sculpted wings, a gilt-winged crimson silk gown veiled in a fall of epaulette-set plumage, a spiral of gold-wrought wings bound across the arms, a golden signet band, and some pearly gold pashmina scarpines beaded with gilded nacre droplets.
Krystalena says, speaking to you, "Good eve."
Agathilea exclaims, speaking cheerfully to you, "Good evening, it is nice to see you. Welcome!"
Falvicar stands up.
Falvicar draws you closer into his arms in a slow, romantic dance.
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long forgotten to the surface of your mind.
You curtsy to Agathilea.
You curtsy to Krystalena.
You draw Falvicar closer into your arms in a slow, romantic dance.
Falvicar steals a kiss as he sways with you across the dance floor.
Falvicar leans over and whispers, "Hope I look good."
You see Grand Lord Falvicar Jalcon the Blade of the Night.
He appears to be a Sylvankind of the Tyesteron D'ahranal.
He is average height. He appears to be young. He has ether blue eyes and golden brown skin. He has long, sleek black hair peppered with silvery stars and tied back with a silver sword-shaped clasp. He has a delicate face, a classical nose and slightly pointed ears. Beneath each of his eyes is a sword, daubed on in kohl pigments. The blue-black blades point inward, towards one another.
He has a snowflake-framed half-elven portrait tattoo on his arm, a moon and stars tattoo on his ear, a tattooed symbol of Ronan on his wrist, a silver-edged black sword tattoo on his finger, and a black unicorn tattoo on his wrist.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a feather-adorned night-hued felt cavalier hat with a silvery velvet band, a luxurious glacial blue silk bowtie with soft satin lining, a silver-edged rolaren sword symbol, a flowing night-hued silk cape secured by a polished silvery clasp, a tailored glacial blue silk vest secured by polished eonake buttons over a crisp moonlight silver silk shirt featuring cuffed sleeves with a finespun moonlight silver linen undershirt with platinum silk lining underneath, a filigreed eonake wedding band with a nightscape motif, some tailored night-hued silk pants fastened by a polished eonake buckle, and some side-buttoned black leather boots secured by smooth silvery buckles.
Falvicar gazes at you lovingly and you can't help but smile back in return.
The musicians strike up an old romantic ballad.
You sashay gracefully up to Falvicar.
Krystalena lays her head on Orssus's shoulder as they dance.
Falvicar dances you lightly across the dance floor.
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
Krystalena dances lightly across the dance floor with Orssus.
The musicians strike up an old romantic ballad.
Agathilea pours herself a large glass of cherry lemonade.
Agathilea takes a drink from her cherry lemonade.
Agathilea takes a drink from her cherry lemonade.
The musicians end on a soft and gentle note.
Agathilea takes a drink from her cherry lemonade.
Shyair ponders.
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "You look great!"
Shyair quietly says, "Hmmm...."
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "And we look fantastic together."
Agathilea takes a drink from her cherry lemonade.
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
An eclipse of spectral moths flutters out from inside Shyair's cape, dropping a painted vineyard-motif bottle into her hand.
Falvicar smiles.
Falvicar leans over and whispers, "And thy look radiant my beautiful loving wife."
A pair of silvery balenite-traced mesh shoes raised on stained glass heels has been modified by a fully unlocked metal punch to allow you to TAP, PULL, POKE, STARE, DANCE, RUB, TURN, or PUSH the shoes.
You might be able to have a talented merchant lighten the mesh shoes for you or deepen its pockets.
Orssus steals a kiss from Krystalena as they sway across the dance floor.
You sway to and fro as you dance.
Shyair takes a drink from her vineyard-motif bottle.
Shyair looks rather relaxed.
You quickly turn on the heel of one of your mesh shoes.
Shyair ponders.
Falvicar dips you dramatically then pulls you back into his arms.
You giggle.
Leaning gently against Falvicar, you close your eyes. You note the faint scent of a smoky hearth, warmed by herbal tones around him and sigh contentedly. Sensing your mood, Falvicar slips his arm around you.
Shyair drops a painted vineyard-motif bottle.
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long forgotten to the surface of your mind.
An eclipse of spectral moths flutters out from inside Shyair's cape, dropping a squat dark brown bottle into her hand.
Shyair drops a squat dark brown bottle.
An eclipse of spectral moths flutters out from inside Shyair's cape, dropping a frosted blue glass bottle into her hand.
Shyair drops a frosted blue glass bottle.
Shyair quietly says, "There, a party."
You dance lightly across the dance floor with Falvicar.
An eclipse of spectral moths flutters out from inside Shyair's cape, dropping a gilt-necked crimson bottle of wine incised with a gold wyvern into her hand.
Legionnaire Esana just arrived.
Shyair drops a gilt-necked crimson bottle of wine incised with a gold wyvern.
Squire Legionnaire Tylanthriel just arrived.
Great Lady Traiva just arrived.
(Falvicar takes Opalina by the hand, and leads them away from the dropped frosted blue glass bottle.)
Tylanthriel grins.
Gudbrand just arrived.
Tylanthriel bows to you.
Falvicar dances you lightly across the dance floor.
Jiarine just arrived.
You curtsy to Tylanthriel.
Agathilea smiles at Esana.
Tylanthriel bows to Krystalena.
Traiva flutters her wings at Krystalena.
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
Traiva kisses Krystalena tenderly, first on one cheek, then the other.
Traiva flutters her wings at Agathilea.
Agathilea smiles at Traiva.
Krystalena smiles.
Tylanthriel nods to Orssus in greeting.
Traiva kisses Agathilea, first on one cheek, then the other.
Krystalena says, "Good eve."
Esana clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.
Tylanthriel nods to Falvicar in greeting.
Esana inclines her head.
Mistress Lithyia just arrived.
Her hand lowered, Alenwyn gives a subtle wave.
Agathilea says, speaking warmly to Traiva, "Good evening."
Lithyia says, "Good evening."
Tylanthriel says, "Good evening everyone."
With a graceful flutter of her hands, Lithyia sinks down in a formal curtsy.
Katness just arrived.
Agathilea nods to Lithyia in greeting.
Katness smiles.
Esana politely says, "Good evening."
Agathilea nods in greeting at Tylanthriel.
Traiva brightly greets, "Good evening!"
Orssus nods warily to Tylanthriel.
Lithyia removes a diminutive quilted silk case from her slender girdle.
Traiva kisses Lithyia tenderly, first on one cheek, then the other.
Falvicar nods politely at Esana.
Katness nods in greeting.
Lithyia just opened a red fox fur mantle with creamy golden agate closures.
Orssus nods in greeting at Tylanthriel.
Lithyia put a diminutive quilted silk case in her fox fur mantle.
Lithyia just closed a red fox fur mantle with creamy golden agate closures.
Lithyia folds her hands.
You quietly say, "Good evening."
Katness blushes a delicate shade of pale pink.
Shyair helps herself to a poached sugar-filled pear.
Katness's face lights up with joy for Alenwyn.
Traiva flutters her wings at you.
Alenwyn bobs a quick curtsy to Katness.
Shyair takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
Shyair takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
Katness curtsies to Alenwyn.
Shyair takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
Shyair takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long forgotten to the surface of your mind.
Shyair takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
Agathilea nods in greeting at Katness.
Shyair takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
Katness nods to Agathilea in greeting.
Agathilea takes a drink from her cherry lemonade.
Traiva whispers something to Lithyia.
Lithyia grins at Traiva.
Gudbrand removes a fang-fringed bronze leather pouch from his belt.
You wave to Traiva.
Gudbrand put a fang-fringed bronze leather pouch in his sturdy leather pack.
Lithyia agrees with Traiva.
Interlocking her fingers above her head, Jiarine stretches slowly, extending her spine in a satisfying stretch.
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring dance.
Jiarine dusts herself off.
Traiva attends to her claret velvet gown, making the gown as presentable as possible.
Esana gently tugs the stopper from her crystal feather and discreetly dabs perfume behind each ear before replacing it.
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "Do I still smell good love?"
Traiva says, speaking warmly to you, "It is good to see you again."
Shyair quietly asks, "So... how is everyone?"
Falvicar is smelling you.
Falvicar smiles quietly to himself.
Traiva smiles at Shyair.
Lithyia glances at a bright copper cart.
Lithyia ponders.
Falvicar leans over and whispers, "Mmhmm... hope my cologne is on too...."
Lithyia pours herself a mug of thick warm eggnog.
Falvicar winks at you with a suggestive glint in his eyes.
Lady in Waiting Lynaera just arrived.
Falvicar draws you closer into his arms in a slow, romantic dance.
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Orssus waves to Lynaera.
Lynaera waves to Orssus.
Traiva flutters her wings at Lynaera.
Krystalena waves to Lynaera.
Lithyia takes a drink from her thick warm eggnog.
Orssus swings Krystalena out then spins her right back into his arms.
You say, speaking quietly to Traiva, "Thank you m'lady I am honored to be invited."
Traiva says, speaking to Shyair, "It looks to be a lovely evening."
Lynaera waves to Krystalena.
Krystalena smiles at Orssus.
Lynaera waves to Traiva.
You see Lady Shyair the Crimson Legion Reservist.
She appears to be a Vaalor Elf.
She is very tall. She appears to be very young. She has sparkling violet eyes and fair skin. She has very long, flowing silver hair worn in a single braid. She has an angular face, a pointed nose and high cheekbones.
Her right wrist is pierced with a ten-pointed gardenia white diamond.
She has a diamond-inset bloodjewel hook in her lip.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a tooled silver earring, a segmented blue amber necklace, a five-plaited choker of dark leather and suede, a gossamer wing moth cape of ruby lotus silk, a single white gardenia, a subtly tooled ebon leather thigh-sheath, a dark crimson leather satchel with a gold clasp, a single-strapped onyx leather corset, an iridescent blue gown, a simply woven bracelet of gold-chased star diopsides and silver-chased almandine garnets, a shiny gold ring, an ivory intaglio ring carved with a blooming dragonstalk, a slim mithril keyring, an intricately woven anklet of star-shaped moonlight white flowers and rune-incised rainbow orbs, an intricately woven anklet of dark purple lilac and rippled onyx satin ribbons, and a pair of astonishing blue silk slippers studded with onyx scarabs.
Krystalena dances lightly across the dance floor with Orssus.
Shyair exclaims, speaking quietly to Traiva, "I hope so!"
Lord Teveriel's group just arrived.
First Legionnaire Laermeluion just arrived.
Lithyia waves to Uniana.
It is difficult to get a good look at Laermeluion due to the number of mirror images of him nearby.
You see First Legionnaire Laermeluion Aran'Naith Vaalor the Battlechanter.
He appears to be an Elf.
He is tall. He appears to be in the bloom of youth. He has gold-flecked deep cobalt eyes and lightly tanned skin. He has short, tousled flaxen hair. He has a fine-boned face, a classical nose and a broad chest.
He is in good shape. He is wearing an embroidered crimson fustian jacket adorned with gold braid tied into three knots of rank, a single-shoulder crimson silk half-cape, a pair of gilt-winged wyvern epaulettes, a white cotton shirt, a pair of dark leather gloves fastened with gold rivets, a vaalorn signet ring, a wide gold silk sash belt overlaid with intricate red eahnor, a pair of crimson cotton pants, and a pair of polished black leather boots cuffed at the knee.
Shyair quietly says, "Starting to think we need more alcohol though."
Traiva flutters her wings at Uniana.
Tylanthriel grins.
Agathilea says, speaking warmly to Lynaera, "Good evening, Lady Aramiel. You look lovely."
Lithyia grins at Shyair.
Traiva begins chortling at Shyair.
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring dance.
Traiva flutters her wings at Teveriel.
Teveriel glances appreciatively around the room.
Shyair quietly says, "I don't know where to get the fancy stuff."
Tylanthriel bows to Uniana.
Lynaera nods graciously at Agathilea.
Tylanthriel says, speaking to Uniana, "Good evening madam."
Traiva says, speaking to Shyair, "Ah, but you have champagne."
Uniana charmingly wishes, "Good evening. I hope it finds everyone well."
With military precision, Tylanthriel turns sharply on his heel to face Teveriel.
Tylanthriel nods to Teveriel in greeting.
Lithyia smiles at Uniana.
The mirror images surrounding Laermeluion undulate and grow stronger.
Laermeluion renews his songs.
Shyair quietly says, "Okay strong fancy stuff."
Tylanthriel says, speaking to Teveriel, "And you sir."
Shyair grins at Traiva.
Krystalena says, "Good evening, one and all."
Uniana curtsies gracefully.
Krystalena smiles.
Lithyia nods to Krystalena in greeting.
Teveriel greets, "Good evening, friends and colleagues."
Lithyia smiles.
Lynaera says, speaking pleasantly to Agathilea, "And hello to you, Lady Rassine. Crimson and Gold forever suits you well."
Tylanthriel says, speaking to Laermeluion, "First Legionnaire, sir."
Esana says, "If I may...."
Esana recites:
"I would like to welcome everyone on behalf of the Wyvern's Honor and in partnership with the Crimson Legion Reserves to the seventh annual Military Ball. Tonight we honor those who have picked up arms for King and Country. We would like to welcome guests who have travelled to be here tonight. We thank you for coming. Please, enjoy the refreshments, and by all means, dance away the evening."
The musicians end on a soft and gentle note.
Lithyia turns to face Esana.
Laermeluion nods to Tylanthriel in greeting.
The mirror images surrounding Katness undulate and grow stronger.
Katness renews her songs.
Laermeluion says, speaking to Tylanthriel, "Evening."
Esana clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.
Esana inclines her head.
Traiva flutters her wings at Esana.
Shyair snaps to attention and crisply strikes her chest with a closed fist in a display of respect to Esana.
Agathilea smiles at Lynaera.
Alenwyn applauds Esana politely.
Lithyia takes a drink from her thick warm eggnog.
Alenwyn blushes a delicate shade of pale pink.
Shyair sways to and fro as she dances.
Gudbrand gazes in wonder at his surroundings.
Agathilea smiles at Esana.
Squire Legionnaire Malinya just arrived.
(Alenwyn lowers her hands to her sides as her face turns a bright red color.)
Esana smiles at Alenwyn.
Esana inclines her head.
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
Gudbrand sways to and fro as he dances.
Lynaera whispers something to Agathilea.
Agathilea smiles at Malinya.
Agathilea begins chuckling at Lynaera!
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "I feel lightly out of place amoung these lovely people."
You see Legionnaire Esana Ilynov the High Priestess of House Vaalor.
She appears to be a Vaalor Elf.
She is average height and has a trim figure. She appears to be in the spring of life. She has silver-flecked mismatched ice blue and pear green eyes and soft, light honey brown skin. She has elbow-length, silky silver hair pulled back from her face and pinned with a crimson-accented gold barbed phoenix haircomb, leaving long finger-teased curls to spill down her back. She has a pair of small pointed ears and perfectly sculpted cheekbones, emphasizing a noble appearance.
She has a pair of white-feathered wings protruding from her back.
She has an intricate battle standards tattoo covering her right arm.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a knotted quartet-chained gold back lariat necklace, a backless crimson aqilorn gown with two gold chains draped across one shoulder, an imperial Vaalor-crested red eahnor signet ring, and a pair of high-heeled gold aqilorn slippers beaded with crimson blazestars.
Malinya casually observes her surroundings.
You see Legionnaire Agathilea Rassine Vaalor.
She appears to be an Elf.
She is average height and has a muscled, but soft physique. She appears to be very young. She has amethyst eyes and sun-kissed, unblemished skin. She has waist-length, cascading caramel brown hair covered with a gilt-spiked headpiece interspersed between griffin talonses crowning tightly coiled layers with a few loose tendrils brushing against her temples. She has a well-defined, heart-shaped face and a tiny, dark brown mole on one side of her nose. Petite, slightly curved ears sweep upwards to a gentle point, perfectly framing her face.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing an intricately woven gold wire necklace bearing a scintillating scarlet red blazestar cluster flanked by sculpted wings, a gilt-winged crimson silk gown veiled in a fall of epaulette-set plumage, a spiral of gold-wrought wings bound across the arms, a golden signet band, and some pearly gold pashmina scarpines beaded with gilded nacre droplets.
An eclipse of spectral moths flutters out from inside Shyair's cape, dropping a thick-striped bacon candy cane into her hand.
Malinya waves to Agathilea.
Katness smiles.
Katness says, in Guildspeak, something you don't understand.
Katness blushes a delicate shade of pale pink.
Katness says, "Thank you for having us tonight."
The Fabulous Fyg just skipped merrily in.
Fyg beams!
Lithyia waves to Fyg.
Esana says, "It is a pleasure, truly."
Traiva flutters her wings at Fyg.
Lithyia exclaims, "Hello most fabulous one!"
An eclipse of spectral moths flutters out from inside Shyair's cape, dropping a tricolor chocolate candy cane into her hand.
Fyg gathers the wide skirts of her opalescent silk gown in her hands and drops into a low curtsy while maintaining impeccable posture and grace.
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
Agathilea compliments, speaking to Malinya, "You look lovely."
Fyg exclaims, "Hellos to everyone!"
Shyair quietly says, "Hello."
Agathilea nods in greeting at Fyg.
Shyair curtsies.
Shyair offers Traiva a tricolor chocolate candy cane.
Traiva accepts Shyair's chocolate candy cane.
Traiva smiles.
Malinya says, speaking to Agathilea, "I was thinking the same of you. That necklace is wonderful."
Traiva says, "Thank you."
Teveriel says, speaking to Esana, "I am pleased to see Wyvern's Honor keeping the tradition alive for another year."
Shyair quietly says, "Nod."
Esana agrees with Teveriel.
Agathilea inclines her head.
Shyair blushes a nice shade of light pink.
Fyg beams happily at Lithyia!
Lithyia grins at Fyg.
Fyg gently brushes off a pair of black coral hairsticks carved into slender eels, meticulously inspecting them for any damage.
Agathilea says, speaking to Malinya, "Thank you."
Katness helps herself to an herb-filled flaky puff pastry.
Katness takes a bite of her flaky puff pastry.
Tylanthriel says, speaking to Agathilea, "Apologies legionnaire, I did not see you over there. Good evening to you as well madam."
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
Fyg gently brushes off a pair of black coral hairsticks carved into slender eels, meticulously inspecting them for any damage.
Fyg stares off into space.
Shyair quietly asks, "This is my first, so dancing, drinking and eating?"
Lithyia nods at Shyair.
Esana says, speaking to Teveriel, "As am I, it has been a good year for warcamps which always helps the planning portion of this event."
Orssus grins at Krystalena.
You see The Fabulous Fyg Ment.
She appears to be a Giantman.
She is shorter than average and has a perky, petite build. She appears to be youthful. She has white starburst-striated blush pink eyes and soft, creamy white skin. She has waist-length, unruly seashell pink hair swept into an ornate coiffure of braided butterfly wings, then secured by a lush blooming widowwood crown with amber-kissed starflies perched on the delicate leaves. She has shimmering pale gold polish brushed onto her sleekly ovate fingernails.
She has an inked swirl of desaturated flowers around her forearms.
Miniature hearts spiral outward from her before fading away.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing an ivory silk bangle set with several tiny lightless golden glimaerstones, a golden silk purse suspended from a glittering aureate chain, a clingy opalescent silk gown draped from a glimmering arathiel choker, and a pair of shimmering aqilorn pompes balanced atop gracefully arced heels.
Fyg says, speaking to herself, "Must put those elsewhere."
Lithyia takes a drink from her thick warm eggnog.
You see Squire Legionnaire Malinya Astald'elen Vaalor.
She appears to be an Elf.
She is average height and has a trim figure. She appears to be young and untried. She has beautifully smoke-outlined large, lavender-sheened dark lilac-hued eyes, glossy eahnor red full lips, and fair skin. She has long, sleek champagne-hued hair fashioned into an impeccably-coiffed twist and held with an intricately carved lasimor haircomb set with some crimson dragonstalks. She has a straight nose and delicately curving, svelte pointed ears. The pale blonde of her hair is echoed in her lashes and eyebrows, the former being long and curled and the latter arching strikingly. She has scintillating eahnor red lacquer brushed onto her smoothly filed fingernails.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a beaded sheer gold wrap, a double-strand gold bead necklace, a sweeping eahnor-hued marbrinus gown back-latticed with brilliantly gilded accents, a pair of elbow-length muted gold silk gloves, and a pair of dainty glass slippers.
Shyair giggles.
Agathilea says, speaking to Tylanthriel, "The fault is mine, good evening to you. It is good to see you."
Traiva says, speaking lightly to Shyair, "That sounds right for any gala."
Agathilea smiles at Tylanthriel.
Krystalena dips Orssus dramatically then pulls him back into her arms.
Jiarine says, "Along with a lot of whispering and false comments."
Lithyia agrees with Traiva.
Krystalena giggles.
It is difficult to get a good look at Laermeluion due to the number of mirror images of him nearby.
You see First Legionnaire Laermeluion Aran'Naith Vaalor the Battlechanter.
He appears to be an Elf.
He is tall. He appears to be in the bloom of youth. He has gold-flecked deep cobalt eyes and lightly tanned skin. He has short, tousled flaxen hair. He has a fine-boned face, a classical nose and a broad chest.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing an embroidered crimson fustian jacket adorned with gold braid tied into three knots of rank, a single-shoulder crimson silk half-cape, a pair of gilt-winged wyvern epaulettes, a white cotton shirt, a pair of dark leather gloves fastened with gold rivets, a vaalorn signet ring, a wide gold silk sash belt overlaid with intricate red eahnor, a pair of crimson cotton pants, and a pair of polished black leather boots cuffed at the knee.
Lithyia laughs at Jiarine!
Tylanthriel grins.
You see Lady Uniana Anduin the Socialite.
She appears to be a Nalfein Elf.
She has the steadily growing light of Lornon bathing her in a crimson aura.
She is shorter than average. She appears to have come of age. She has violet-shadowed, pale lilac eyes and ivory skin. She has long, silky black cherry-hued hair pulled up into a feathery bun and restrained by a floral-spun eahnor diadem pierced by sharp black onyx thorns. She has an unlined face and subtly arched eyebrows. Her soft lips are tinged with understated carmine.
She has a thin scar of delicate intertwined thorns on her neck.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a brilliant crimson silk fan woven with vibrant cloth-of-gold drakes in her right hand.
She is wearing a barbed eahnor vine collar, a mesh-backed crimson aqilorn gown with gold suffusion amid the pinch pleats, a wide jet leather belt centered by an eahnor-traced golden hawk buckle, a floriated petite lasimor band gracing the left ring finger, and some black velvet high-heeled shoes inset with onyx thorns.
Lynaera whispers something to Uniana.
You see Lord Teveriel Anduin Vaalor the Heroic Tactician.
He appears to be an Elf.
He is tall in stature and has a hard-muscled physique. He appears to have come of age. He has brooding steel grey eyes and fair skin. He has mid-back length, straight pale blonde hair with several strands pulled forward to rest against his chest. He has a chiseled, angular face, a straight nose and broad shoulders. His steeply arched, dark eyebrows and symmetrical features lend him a dour countenance.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a sleeveless cinereal and onyx brocade cape lined with vivid crimson silk, a thigh-length silvered aqilorn tunic with a framing collar ending in onyx tines, a floriated broad lasimor band anchored on the left ring finger, a pyrographed crimson leather belt, an antiquated lasimor scabbard, some crisp black silk pants with tapered legs, and some low-heeled silver leather boots cuffed in carved onyx brambles.
You see Lady in Waiting Lynaera Ariamiel Nalfein the Gem Trader.
She appears to be an Elf.
She is average height and has a lithesome, nimble build. She appears to be in the spring of life. She has gold-ringed sapphire blue eyes and rose-tinted fair skin. She has mid back-length, wavy raven black hair woven into an intricate infinity knot pierced by a trio of obsidian hairsticks inlaid with sapphire blue enamel arranged in a fan. She has a well-defined, heart-shaped face and a birthmark in the shape of a heart. Her features bear a soft, gentle appearance.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing an intertwining veil iron choker, a long black velvet gown fitted with a slim veil iron corset, a set of black finger-armor with sharpened black razern-bloom claws, some ebon spidersilk stockings seamed with a line of tiny blackened jade rosebuds, and some black high-heel shoes lofted on black nightstone heels.
Traiva whispers something to Lithyia.
It is difficult to get a good look at Katness due to the number of mirror images of her nearby.
You see Katness Evergreen the Bardess.
She appears to be an Elf.
She is average height. She appears to be very young. She has long-lashed, silver-flecked stormy grey eyes and radiant, dewy ivory skin. She has very long, lustrous, silky black hair drawn back in elegant twists that are captured by an intricately woven circlet of velvety scarlet red poinsettias and white-berried vert mistletoe sprigs, though several tendrils slip free to halo the face. She has a flawless, delicately featured face, a straight nose and high cheekbones. She has a curvilinear stroke of smoke black lined across her lashes, the ink tapering towards her brow.
She is in good shape.
She is holding an herb-filled flaky puff pastry in her right hand.
She is wearing a delicate necklace of rich ruby berries nestled amongst silver filigree leaves, a tinsel-threaded crocheted winter white pashmina shawl, a vibrant berry red paeline gown threaded with glinting silver teardrop beading, a glossy knitted silver gilt silk clutch, and some winter white suede high-heeled boots inset with tiny vaalin snowflakes.
You see Mistress Lithyia Medeea the Glassblower.
She appears to be a Human from Allace.
She is shorter than average. She appears to be in the prime of life. She has long-lashed chestnut brown eyes and olive skin. She has long, meticulously kept deep brown hair pulled up into an elaborate bun and overlaid with a muted gold piercework caul. She has an angular face and high cheekbones. She has pearl-sheened silvery gold lacquer brushed onto her sleek fingernails.
She has a tiny pave diamond stud in her right nostril, a trio of small spiral seashells peeking out of the sand tattooed on her ankle, and a tattooed symbol of Niima on her wrist.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a mug of thick warm eggnog in her right hand.
She is wearing an elegantly slanted hat adorned with a long glossy golden eagle feather, a pair of tiny gold studs each displaying a rose-cut pale crimson ruby, a red fox fur mantle with creamy golden agate closures, a corseted cranberry brocade gown with long bell sleeves and a wide gold ruff, an engraved gold signet band, a long slender girdle of rose-shaped gold links, a beaded bauble bag, and some pale golden slippers.
You see Jiarine D'Nerval Nalfein.
She appears to be an Elf.
She is diminutive and has a delicately boned, waifish body. She appears to be youthful. She has lash draped topaz-encircled brilliant cyan eyes and faintly luminescent pale skin. She has chin length, silky ebonwood-hued hair with longer layers of fiery gold and umber framing her face. She has a finely boned gracile face and narrow ears that curve sharply upward into delicate, angled points. An oval blood red ruby darkened at the heart with dark clouded wisps is positioned between her eyes, which casts a sparkling shadowed crimson sheen across her face.
She has a tattooed pair of dancers clad with niveous silks on her arm, and an onyx-shaded crimson flame tattoo on her finger.
Undecipherable sigils are branded onto her fingertips, their edges emanating a dull black glow.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a pale silver gown with coiled vaalin armbands trailing argent-sheened silken feathers over some gathered tulle underskirts, a pair of argent silk stockings gartered by thin ribbons under a pair of sparkly silver interwoven tinsel slippers.
You see Squire Legionnaire Gudbrand.
He appears to be a Vaalor Elf.
He is taller than average. He appears to be very young. He has piercing crystal blue eyes and tanned skin. He has shoulder length, thick honey blonde hair worn in a ponytail. He has an angular face, a classical nose and a cleft chin.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a string of meditation beads, a crystal amulet, a billowing crimson cape, a dark crimson jacket adorned at the shoulders with gold braid tied into one knot of rank, a gleaming imflass heater, a gold-clasped sturdy leather pack, a crimson silk shirt with wing-shaped gold cufflinks, some reinforced boarhide leathers, a pair of polished crimson and gold bracers, some dark-stained smooth kidskin gloves, a leather sheath, a pair of crimson-woven black twill pants, and some light leather boots.
You see Great Lady Traiva Verethundi the Incantress.
She appears to be an Aelotoi of the Mrae'ni Clan.
She is petite in stature and has an hourglass figure. She appears to be in the prime of life. She has smoldering, viridian-flecked dark hazel eyes and rose-tinted ivory skin. She has very long, burnished rose gold hair partially caught up in sinuous silk ribboning. She has a heart-shaped face and high cheekbones. She has an ivory-striped poinsettia red glaze brushed onto her smoothly rounded fingernails. She has a pair of jade-veined elongated emerald wings.
Her right nostril is pierced with a rose-hearted pale violet everine.
She has a pair of gold-wrapped carved ruby earrings in the ridges of both her ears, a knotwork and dragonfly tattoo on her neck, and a stalk of blush-hued tuberoses nestled in vivid jade green leaves on her arm.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a tricolor chocolate candy cane in her right hand.
She is wearing a choker of intricately braided rose gold ropes, a gold-spotted black velvet wrap clasped by a hammered golvern stag's head, an off-the-shoulder claret velvet gown beaded with golden seed pearls, a fused gold and lightning glass shard bangle, some whisper-thin stockings of deep blood red ruby gossamer, and some red enamel saffron-hearted poinsettia-buttoned shoes.
Traiva licks her chocolate candy cane.
Lithyia giggles to herself.
(Uniana remains arm-in-arm with Teveriel, taking a slow appraisal of the crowd with a blithe expression.)
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Shyair quietly says, "Excellent, more for the next game of never have I ever."
Shyair snickers.
High Legionnaire Aureliano just arrived.
You see Squire Legionnaire Tylanthriel Talren Vaalor the Rogue.
He appears to be an Elf.
He is average height. He appears to be in the spring of life. He has silver-flecked pale blue eyes and fair skin. He has very long, braided silver hair. He has an angular face, a straight nose and sharp pointed ears.
He has a Rogue Guild tattoo on his wrist, a small lockpick tattoo on his finger, a tattooed symbol of Onar on his wrist, a skull and crossbones tattoo on his arm, a black scarab tattoo on his finger, and a grinning crimson skull tattoo on his arm.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a single-shoulder crimson silk half-cape, a dark crimson jacket adorned at the shoulders with gold braid tied into one knot of rank, an immaculate white cotton shirt, a wide brushed vaalin band, a wide gold silk sash belt overlaid with intricate red eahnor, a pair of gold-striped tailored crimson cotton pants, and a pair of polished black leather boots cuffed at the knee.
Agathilea blushes a nice shade of pink.
Gudbrand rubs his chin thoughtfully.
You see Legionnaire Esana Ilynov the High Priestess of House Vaalor.
She appears to be a Vaalor Elf.
She is average height and has a trim figure. She appears to be in the spring of life. She has silver-flecked mismatched ice blue and pear green eyes and soft, light honey brown skin. She has elbow-length, silky silver hair pulled back from her face and pinned with a crimson-accented gold barbed phoenix haircomb, leaving long finger-teased curls to spill down her back. She has a pair of small pointed ears and perfectly sculpted cheekbones, emphasizing a noble appearance.
She has a pair of white-feathered wings protruding from her back.
She has an intricate battle standards tattoo covering her right arm.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a knotted quartet-chained gold back lariat necklace, a backless crimson aqilorn gown with two gold chains draped across one shoulder, an imperial Vaalor-crested red eahnor signet ring, and a pair of high-heeled gold aqilorn slippers beaded with crimson blazestars.
Agathilea tilts her head down.
The dully illuminated mantle protecting Laermeluion begins to falter, then completely fades away.
You see Legionnaire Agathilea Rassine Vaalor.
She appears to be an Elf.
She is average height and has a muscled, but soft physique. She appears to be very young. She has amethyst eyes and sun-kissed, unblemished skin. She has waist-length, cascading caramel brown hair covered with a gilt-spiked headpiece interspersed between griffin talonses crowning tightly coiled layers with a few loose tendrils brushing against her temples. She has a well-defined, heart-shaped face and a tiny, dark brown mole on one side of her nose. Petite, slightly curved ears sweep upwards to a gentle point, perfectly framing her face.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing an intricately woven gold wire necklace bearing a scintillating scarlet red blazestar cluster flanked by sculpted wings, a gilt-winged crimson silk gown veiled in a fall of epaulette-set plumage, a spiral of gold-wrought wings bound across the arms, a golden signet band, and some pearly gold pashmina scarpines beaded with gilded nacre droplets.
Her hand lowered, Lynaera gives Aureliano a subtle wave.
You see Alenwyn.
She appears to be a Vaalor Elf.
She is taller than average. She appears to be very young. She has silver-flecked stormy grey eyes and milky white skin. She has waist length, wavy silver hair pulled back from her face with a tri-pronged platinum haircomb. She has an angular face, a pair of petite-framed glasses perched upon her nose and high cheekbones. She has a set of hawk-carved earcuffs attached to her ears.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a billowy pale chainsil cape stitched with coppery sigils, a low cut ebon aqilorn gown accented with ruby beading, and a pair of hellebore red raw silk shoes with antiqued gold toes.
You see Squire Legionnaire Krystalena Zoktavir the Empath Guild Master.
She appears to be a Vaalor Elf.
She is shorter than average and has a balletic body. She appears to be of a tender age. She has sparkling sea green eyes and fair skin. She has waist length, curly ginger hair worn in a chignon. She has a delicate face, a button nose and slightly pointed ears. She has lush, full lips. She is wearing a crimson battle standard bearing the crest of Ta'Vaalor that juts over her shoulder.
She has a crimson wyvern inking on her neck.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a ruby-inset platinum earring, a pair of carved ivory rose earrings, a wyvern-carved pale vaalorn necklace, an embroidered crimson fustian jacket adorned with a single knot of rank, a single-shoulder crimson silk half-cape, a golden laje pegasus symbol embellished with veniom, an enruned gold pin, an eahnor-bound fireleaf badge, a black griffin, a small golden Paupers pin, an eahnor wyvern badge, a wide gold silk sash belt overlaid with intricate red eahnor, a white cotton shirt, a small gold ring, a pale vaalorn wedding ring set with a glittering icy blue diamond, a pale blue imflass engagement ring crested by an icy diamond, a pair of crimson cotton pants, and a pair of polished black leather boots cuffed at the knee.
Esana glances at Aureliano and clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.
Falvicar draws you closer into his arms in a slow, romantic dance.
You see Orssus Zoktavir the Crimson Giant.
He appears to be a Giantman of the Grot'karesh Clan.
He is of a towering height. He appears to be advanced in years. He has piercing, onyx-edged glacial blue eyes and smoothly tanned skin. He has shoulder length, sun-tinted bourbon brown hair falling in untamed waves. He has a rugged face, a straight nose and well-muscled shoulders and arms. He has a neatly groomed beard gathered below the chin with a crimson glaes bead.
He has a series of wailing faces tattoo on his arm, and a smooth curved obsidian spike in his right eyebrow.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a stately black morning coat with silver trim, a red rose boutonniere, a crimson vaalorn fortress pin, a silver dragonstalk, a black griffin, a tailored raven jacquard vest over a long-sleeved wine silk shirt with rolaren closures, a solid glaes wedding band with sea green diamonds, a crimson sack, some neatly draped charcoal linen trousers, and some tall ebon leather boots buckled with vaalorn.
You see Grand Lord Falvicar Jalcon the Blade of the Night.
He appears to be a Sylvankind of the Tyesteron D'ahranal.
He is average height. He appears to be young. He has ether blue eyes and golden brown skin. He has long, sleek black hair peppered with silvery stars and tied back with a silver sword-shaped clasp. He has a delicate face, a classical nose and slightly pointed ears. Beneath each of his eyes is a sword, daubed on in kohl pigments. The blue-black blades point inward, towards one another.
He has a snowflake-framed half-elven portrait tattoo on his arm, a moon and stars tattoo on his ear, a tattooed symbol of Ronan on his wrist, a silver-edged black sword tattoo on his finger, and a black unicorn tattoo on his wrist.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a feather-adorned night-hued felt cavalier hat with a silvery velvet band, a luxurious glacial blue silk bowtie with soft satin lining, a silver-edged rolaren sword symbol, a flowing night-hued silk cape secured by a polished silvery clasp, a tailored glacial blue silk vest secured by polished eonake buttons over a crisp moonlight silver silk shirt featuring cuffed sleeves with a finespun moonlight silver linen undershirt with platinum silk lining underneath, a filigreed eonake wedding band with a nightscape motif, some tailored night-hued silk pants fastened by a polished eonake buckle, and some side-buttoned black leather boots secured by smooth silvery buckles.
You see Lady Shyair the Crimson Legion Reservist.
She appears to be a Vaalor Elf.
She is very tall. She appears to be very young. She has sparkling violet eyes and fair skin. She has very long, flowing silver hair worn in a single braid. She has an angular face, a pointed nose and high cheekbones.
Her right wrist is pierced with a ten-pointed gardenia white diamond.
She has a diamond-inset bloodjewel hook in her lip.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a thick-striped bacon candy cane in her right hand.
She is wearing a tooled silver earring, a segmented blue amber necklace, a five-plaited choker of dark leather and suede, a gossamer wing moth cape of ruby lotus silk, a single white gardenia, a subtly tooled ebon leather thigh-sheath, a dark crimson leather satchel with a gold clasp, a single-strapped onyx leather corset, an iridescent blue gown, a simply woven bracelet of gold-chased star diopsides and silver-chased almandine garnets, a shiny gold ring, an ivory intaglio ring carved with a blooming dragonstalk, a slim mithril keyring, an intricately woven anklet of star-shaped moonlight white flowers and rune-incised rainbow orbs, an intricately woven anklet of dark purple lilac and rippled onyx satin ribbons, and a pair of astonishing blue silk slippers studded with onyx scarabs.
Krystalena says, speaking to Aureliano, "Good eve, Sir."
Tylanthriel grins at Agathilea.
Traiva asks, speaking curiously to Shyair, "How does that fare here?"
Traiva asks, "Or do you mean Dreaven's games?"
Tylanthriel says, speaking to Aureliano, "Good evening sir."
Traiva appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Aureliano nods in greeting at Esana.
Agathilea says, speaking warmly to Aureliano, "Good evening, Sir."
Laermeluion nods to Aureliano in greeting.
Laermeluion says, speaking to Aureliano, "Good evening, Sir."
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring dance.
Teveriel says, speaking pleasedly to Aureliano, "High Legionnaire, I had hoped you would find the time to join us. Good evening, my friend."
Shyair says, speaking quietly to Traiva, "Last night at another party we did that I ad my turn which... well... almost got me a coin from everyone."
Agathilea says, speaking to Laermeluion, "And good evening to you, Sir."
Traiva raises an eyebrow in Shyair's direction.
A look of introspection flits across Malinya's face.
Shyair quietly says, "I won't embarrass anyone by saying what that was."
Looking a little flustered, Malinya begins to subconsciously twist a strand of champagne-hued hair around her lasimor haircomb. Realizing what she's doing, she quickly lowers her hand and adopts a more composed demeanor.
You curtsy to Aureliano.
(Alenwyn raises a hand slightly from her side and gives Aureliano a small, subtle wave in greeting.)
Krystalena sways to and fro as she dances.
Lithyia says, "Last night was...interesting."
Traiva says, speaking softly to Shyair, "Oh, that does sound intriguing.."
Lithyia chuckles.
Agathilea appears to be struggling to keep a straight face as she glances at Malinya.
Lithyia takes a drink from her thick warm eggnog.
Uniana shows Lynaera her eahnor vine collar.
Agathilea folds her hands.
Shyair quietly says, "It's actually where those bottles came from."
Agathilea winks at Malinya.
Traiva says, speaking softly to Shyair, "Dreaven's game disappoints, as no one ever shares the story."
Traiva tries humming a joyful tune.
Malinya rubs her chin thoughtfully.
Traiva licks her chocolate candy cane.
Fyg pours herself a large glass of cherry lemonade.
The musicians end on a soft and gentle note.
Aureliano smiles and nods politely to each elf or visitor that greeted him. "Good evening, all. It is good to see so many here."
Tylanthriel pours himself a large glass of cherry lemonade.
Tylanthriel takes a drink from his cherry lemonade.
Squire Legionnaire Malinya just went out.
Fyg smiles at Aureliano.
Traiva laughs with delight, her eyes full of merriment.
Shyair licks her bacon candy cane.
You see High Legionnaire Aureliano Tiberius Vaalor the Soldier.
He appears to be an Elf.
He is taller than average and has a muscular, able-bodied physique. He appears to be in the prime of life. He has piercing stormy grey eyes and milky white skin. He has long, braided chestnut hair. He has an angular face, a straight nose and muscular thighs.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a single-shoulder crimson silk half-cape, an embroidered crimson fustian jacket adorned with gold braid tied into four knots of rank, an immaculate white cotton shirt, a seven-gemmed silver ring, a crimson signet ring etched with a golden wyvern, a wide gold silk sash belt overlaid with intricate red eahnor, a pair of gold-striped tailored crimson cotton pants, and a pair of polished black leather boots cuffed at the knee.
Agathilea smiles at Traiva.
Katness takes a bite of her flaky puff pastry.
Lithyia nods to Aureliano in greeting.
Lithyia smiles.
Fyg takes a drink from her cherry lemonade.
Traiva whispers something to Shyair.
Uniana places a hand over her heart.
Traiva winks at Shyair.
Uniana nods absently.
Traiva smiles at Uniana.
Squire Legionnaire Malinya just arrived.
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
Fyg frets.
Offered Food
On the copper cart:
Food/Drink [15]: an herb-filled flaky puff pastry, a spiced potato wedge, a rounded warm crabcake, a roasted spicy cockatrice wing, some chive and garlic buttered bread, a flute of rose-infused champagne, a glass of blueberry juice, a brittle white chocolate wafer, a handful of chocolate-dipped blueberries, a mug of thick warm eggnog, a tankard of pungent gold beer, a sweetened berry-topped croissant, a poached sugar-filled pear, a large glass of cherry lemonade, a slice of raspberry-iced white chocolate cake Total items: 15
Malinya casually observes her surroundings.
Gudbrand says, speaking deeply in Elven to himself, "Nothing ventured nothing gained."
Traiva gives a sidelong glance at Shyair.
Your cheeks flush with a soft pale rose shade, darkening your freckles even more.
Traiva grins slowly.
Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Gudbrand's direction.
Lithyia takes a drink from her thick warm eggnog.
Jtride behind falvicar
You move to stand behind Falvicar.
Agathilea smiles at Gudbrand.
(Teveriel glances in Uniana's direction and, seeing the blissful expression on her face, cannot help but smile himself.)
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long forgotten to the surface of your mind.
Katness pours herself a large glass of cherry lemonade.
Katness takes a drink from her cherry lemonade.
Laermeluion nods to Agathilea in greeting.
Gudbrand strides over to stand before Agathilea.
Laermeluion smiles.
The mirror images surrounding Laermeluion undulate and grow stronger.
Laermeluion renews his songs.
Falvicar whispers, "Something wrong?"
Falvicar looks rather confused.
Shyair quietly says, "True, still not for me."
Agathilea smiles at Laermeluion.
Falvicar whispers, "Or I missed something."
Shyair licks her bacon candy cane.
Agathilea smiles at Gudbrand.
Katness takes a drink from her cherry lemonade.
Gudbrand holds out his hand and invites Agathilea to dance.
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "Nothing just it's so quiet and awkward in here."
Katness takes a bite of her flaky puff pastry.
Katness takes a bite of her flaky puff pastry.
Agathilea says, speaking politely to Gudbrand, "Why thank you."
Gudbrand says, speaking deeply in Elven to Agathilea, "May I have this dance, Ma'am."
Fyg pushes one foot forward and traces figure-eight patterns with the toe of one of her aqilorn pompes.
Traiva shows Uniana a knotwork and dragonfly tattoo.
Aureliano politely asks, in Elven, "Lord and Lady Anduin, I am glad to see you could both make it." He offers Teverial and Uniana a polite half bow as he approaches them. "How have you both been?"
Agathilea says, speaking in Elven to Gudbrand, "Certainly."
Shyair quietly says, "I am glad I got new shoes, my feet won't hurt."
Gudbrand dances lightly across the dance floor with Agathilea.
Agathilea smiles at Gudbrand.
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
Teveriel says, speaking in Elven to Aureliano, "Quite well, if rather busy. A consequence of the season, festive though it is."
Lithyia helps herself to a handful of chocolate-dipped blueberries.
The mirror images surrounding Katness undulate and grow stronger.
Katness renews her songs.
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "It was different last night because I knew just about everyone there."
Shyair quietly says, "Those holiday shops are fun."
Fyg takes a drink from her cherry lemonade.
Lithyia agrees with Shyair.
Fyg agrees with Shyair.
Alenwyn agrees with Shyair.
Traiva says, speaking to Shyair, "Those slippers are lovely."
Alenwyn blushes a delicate shade of pale pink.
Lithyia says, "Oh yes, I've spent so many silvers in them."
Lithyia nods at Shyair.
Uniana politely murmurs, "Darlings," glancing between Teveriel and Aureliano, "please consider our mixed company."
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "Here I really don't know many close."
Agathilea winks at Gudbrand.
Lithyia smiles at Uniana.
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "Except you really."
Uniana fans herself lightly with her crimson silk fan, the small bladepoints within glittering like a trail of twinkling stardust over her skin as she takes on a subtly studious expression.
Gudbrand chuckles.
You see Jiarine D'Nerval Nalfein.
She appears to be an Elf.
She is diminutive and has a delicately boned, waifish body. She appears to be youthful. She has lash draped topaz-encircled brilliant cyan eyes and faintly luminescent pale skin. She has chin length, silky ebonwood-hued hair with longer layers of fiery gold and umber framing her face. She has a finely boned gracile face and narrow ears that curve sharply upward into delicate, angled points. An oval blood red ruby darkened at the heart with dark clouded wisps is positioned between her eyes, which casts a sparkling shadowed crimson sheen across her face.
She has a tattooed pair of dancers clad with niveous silks on her arm, and an onyx-shaded crimson flame tattoo on her finger.
Undecipherable sigils are branded onto her fingertips, their edges emanating a dull black glow.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a pale silver gown with coiled vaalin armbands trailing argent-sheened silken feathers over some gathered tulle underskirts, a pair of argent silk stockings gartered by thin ribbons under a pair of sparkly silver interwoven tinsel slippers.
Lithyia takes a bite of her dipped blueberries.
Shyair says, speaking quietly to Traiva, "THank you, my friend made them for me,"
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long forgotten to the surface of your mind.
Katness takes a drink from her cherry lemonade.
Agathilea inclines her head.
Agathilea agrees with Gudbrand.
Malinya leans to her left slightly.
Shyair quietly says, "The giftboxes are even fun, I made a youngins giftbox so they get some armor on them."
Orssus twirls Krystalena gracefully across the dance floor.
Agathilea extends her left arm over her head and dips forward, her other arm arced behind herself. As she pirouettes, the hem of her crimson silk gown floats up airly, briefly veiling her in a drape of epaulette-set plumage before descending in a slow spiral.
Aureliano raises an eyebrow in Uniana's direction.
Malinya whispers something to Aureliano.
Agathilea smiles at Gudbrand.
Lithyia says, "I put together a special box for someone to give them tomorrow."
Lithyia grins at Shyair.
Agathilea dances lightly across the dance floor with Gudbrand.
Malinya leans to her right slightly.
Esana appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Teveriel apologetically acknowledges, "Of course, please forgive my brief impropriety."
Shyair ponders.
Lithyia says, "I do hope they like what I put in there."
Teveriel inclines his head.
Traiva smiles at Uniana.
Lithyia nods at Traiva.
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring dance.
Malinya casually observes her surroundings.
You draw Falvicar closer into your arms in a slow, romantic dance.
Esana nods slightly.
Shyair quietly says, "Never known anyone or anything that hated a box."
Fyg tries humming a joyful tune.
Aureliano nods faintly.
Falvicar draws you closer into his arms in a slow, romantic dance.
Lithyia says, "Well...this gift is destined for someone...who...i dont think is used to receiving gifts."
Fyg takes a drink from her cherry lemonade.
Gudbrand dances lightly across the dance floor with Agathilea.
Shyair quietly says, "Cats like going in the, rogues like myself like unllocking them."
Falvicar whispers, "It's okay my Love."
Traiva cocks her head at Lithyia.
Uniana adds, speaking pleasantly to Aureliano, "And we are doing well. Enjoying the varied company that these recent social events have afforded."
Lithyia says, "But i've given them two already and they seemed to like them so, a third seems a good idea."
Lithyia grins at Traiva.
Esana folds her hands behind her back.
Shyair giggles.
Traiva asks, speaking impishly to Lithyia, "Is it who I now think it is?"
Lithyia says, "Traiva, I knit socks for...a certain someone."
The musicians end on a soft and gentle note.
Lithyia nods at Traiva.
Lithyia giggles to herself.
Uniana says, speaking warmly to Lithyia, "I am so glad you found cause to travel again."
Lynaera whispers something to Esana.
Traiva giggles.
Falvicar whispers, "But we're at a ball, dressed up, and holding each other in our arms."
Lithyia beams happily at Uniana!
Falvicar looks at you and hums.
Krystalena lays her head on Orssus's shoulder as they dance.
Shyair quietly says, "I don't even want to think of how many things I am going to make."
You giggle at Falvicar.
You agree with Falvicar.
Lithyia says, "It's been rather pleasant staying on this side of the mountains for a few days."
Jnuggle fal
You wrap your arms around Falvicar and rest your head on his shoulder, breathing in the scent of a smoky hearth, warmed by herbal tones.
Shyair quietly says, "I can't even hunt now thanks to my hobby."
Shyair laughs!
Lithyia laughs at Shyair!
Traiva raises her voice at Shyair in merry laughter.
Esana whispers something to Lynaera.
Lithyia says, "It's a good problem to have."
Lithyia nods at Shyair.
Agathilea sways to and fro as she dances.
Fyg giggles at Shyair.
Shyair slides the strap of her leather satchel off of her shoulder.
Agathilea dances lightly across the dance floor with Gudbrand.
Gudbrand dances lightly across the dance floor with Agathilea.
Shyair quietly says, "It doesn't fit in my locker."
Lithyia says, "Yes, Traiva, I knit him socks...in specific colors."
Lithyia grins.
Traiva takes a bite of her chocolate candy cane.
Traiva giggles.
Katness takes a drink from her cherry lemonade.
Katness takes a drink from her cherry lemonade.
Gudbrand twirls Agathilea gracefully across the dance floor.
Shyair carefully examines her leather satchel.
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring dance.
Shyair quietly says, "Oh, only 42 lbs."
Traiva says, speaking bemusedly to Lithyia, "I am sure he will enjoy them."
Lithyia grins at Shyair.
Shyair slide the strap of her leather satchel up over her shoulder.
Esana whispers something to Lynaera.
Agathilea smiles at Gudbrand.
Lithyia says, "Oh I do hope so."
Lithyia smirks at Traiva.
Traiva coyly asks, "Is he coming to tomorrow's party?"
Esana nods at Aureliano.
Lithyia says, "He says he is."
Katness exclaims, "The King is here!"
Shyair quietly asks, "Another party?"
Katness glances out.
Traiva nods at Shyair.
Agathilea exclaims, speaking in Elven to Gudbrand, "Nice, I felt my feet leave the floor a moment!"
Agathilea grins.
Aureliano inclines his head.
Katness just went out.
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long forgotten to the surface of your mind.
Fyg takes a drink from her cherry lemonade.
Traiva says, speaking to Shyair, "At Ebonstone Manor, to ease travel. A knitwear party."
Gudbrand says, speaking deeply in Elven to Agathilea, "I'm glad it was in a good way."
Laermeluion pours himself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Lord Vyctus just arrived.
Agathilea chuckles.
The King Arrives
King Qalinor just arrived.
Agathilea grins at Gudbrand.
Katness just arrived.
Fyg gathers the wide skirts of her opalescent silk gown in her hands and drops into a low curtsy while maintaining impeccable posture and grace.
Lithyia turns to face Qalinor.
Laermeluion put a flute of rose-infused champagne in his fustian jacket.
Her hand lowered, Lynaera gives Vyctus a subtle wave.
Traiva bows her head slightly toward Qalinor as she drops into a deep, respectful curtsy before him.
You hear very soft footsteps.
Shyair quietly asks, "You think the king and queen would like presents?"
Lithyia sinks into a deep curtsy.
Esana snaps to attention and crisply strikes her chest with a closed fist in a display of respect to Qalinor.
Shyair blinks.
Aureliano says, "Crimson Legion, at attention."
Krystalena snaps smartly to attention!
Laermeluion snaps smartly to attention!
Aureliano snaps smartly to attention!
Malinya snaps smartly to attention!
Agathilea snaps smartly to attention!
Erienne smiles.
The long, aqilorn skirts of Uniana's elegant gown puddle around her feet as she sinks into a curtsy low enough to honor royalty.
With military precision, Tylanthriel turns sharply on his heel to face Qalinor.
Qalinor says, speaking to Shyair, "Despite vicious rumors, monarchs do still enjoy presents."
Qalinor grins.
Tylanthriel snaps smartly to attention!
Alenwyn turns toward Qalinor and renders a sharp hand salute.
Fyg giggles.
Gudbrand snaps smartly to attention!
With a graceful movement of her hands, Lynaera lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Qalinor.
Lithyia giggles to herself.
Traiva appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Falvicar gazes in amusement at his surroundings.
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
Aureliano says, "Crimson Legion, salute."
Shyair curtsies to Qalinor.
Tylanthriel snaps to attention and crisply brings his cherry lemonade to his chest in a display of respect to Qalinor.
Shyair snaps to attention and crisply brings her bacon candy cane to her chest in a display of respect to Qalinor.
Laermeluion snaps to attention and crisply strikes his chest with a closed fist in a display of respect to Qalinor.
Aureliano snaps to attention and crisply strikes his chest with a closed fist in a display of respect to Qalinor.
Alenwyn turns toward Qalinor and renders a sharp hand salute.
Erienne smiles at Qalinor.
Krystalena snaps to attention and crisply strikes her chest with a closed fist in a display of respect to Qalinor.
Qalinor smiles.
Agathilea snaps to attention and crisply strikes her chest with a closed fist in a display of respect to Qalinor.
Esana snaps to attention and crisply strikes her chest with a closed fist in a display of respect to Qalinor.
Gudbrand turns toward Qalinor and renders a sharp hand salute.
Qalinor says, "Please, as you were. This is a social evening." The powerful look leaves Laermeluion.
Lithyia smiles at Qalinor.
Erienne pours herself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Erienne offers Qalinor a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Tylanthriel whispers something to Esana.
Krystalena says, speaking to Qalinor, "So good to see you this evening, my Sovereign."
Vyctus removes the tricorn from atop his head.
Aureliano falls back into a relaxed, neutral stance.
Malinya traces her fingers over the skirts of her gown, lightly gathering the metallic fabric into her hands.
Qalinor accepts Erienne's rose-infused champagne.
Krystalena smiles.
Tylanthriel falls back into a relaxed, neutral stance.
The dully illuminated mantle protecting Gudbrand begins to falter, then completely fades away.
Erienne pours herself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Vyctus put a grey leather tricorn pierced by a pearl corset stay in his jade wool coat.
Malinya takes a few steps back. Vyctus pulls his jade wool coat together, fastening it deftly with quick movements of his fingers. Afterwards, he smoothes out the fabric and adjusts the sleeves, then places his hands casually within the pockets as he strikes a pose. He must think he's fashionable or something.
Gudbrand appears less confident and fearless.
Laermeluion raises an eyebrow.
Lithyia takes a bite of her dipped blueberries.
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Qalinor says, speaking to Krystalena, "The pleasure is mine, of course. You look lovely this evening."
Esana appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Agathilea smiles at Qalinor.
Shyair quietly says, "Good to know."
Shyair takes a bite of her bacon candy cane.
Shyair takes a bite of her bacon candy cane.
Shyair takes a bite of her bacon candy cane.
Shyair takes a bite of her bacon candy cane.
Shyair takes a bite of her bacon candy cane.
Krystalena says, speaking to Qalinor, "Thank you."
Shyair takes a bite of her bacon candy cane.
Krystalena curtsies to Qalinor.
Lithyia pours herself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Katness swings a closed fist at Erienne!
Erienne moves at the last moment to evade the attack!
Katness says, "Oops."
Katness blushes a delicate shade of pale pink.
Katness gasps.
Qalinor asks, speaking to Agathilea, "And who is this lovey lass?"
Lithyia blinks at Katness.
The dim aura fades from around Laermeluion.
(Malinya tucks herself into a corner, silently and unobtrusively observing the guests.)
Erienne whispers something to Katness.
Katness says, "I meant to... look at you."
The mirror images surrounding Laermeluion undulate and grow stronger.
Laermeluion renews his songs.
Gudbrand bows to Agathilea.
Uniana says, speaking adoringly to Vyctus, "Pardon me, my cousin. You could only have been upstaged by the Sovereign."
Shyair pulls the flap over the opening of the leather satchel before pushing the clasp through a loop.
Katness fidgets.
Laermeluion says, "Very aggressive look."
Uniana gives Vyctus a lingering kiss on the cheek.
Agathilea drops smoothly into a deep curtsy before Gudbrand, sweeping her arms grandly to her sides.
Laermeluion chuckles.
Qalinor says, speaking to Agathilea, "Oh my! I almost did not recognize you without your armor." Katness says, speaking to Erienne, "Oops."
Qalinor chuckles.
Commodore Jaysehn just arrived.
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
(Alenwyn silently pushes on Malinya, nudging herself tighter into the corner.)
Erienne says, speaking to Katness, "It's okay. I know you meant no offense."
Agathilea says, speaking in Elven to Gudbrand, "Thank you for a lovely dance."
Jaysehn glances around the room.
Lithyia nods to Jaysehn in greeting.
Teveriel appears to be struggling to keep a straight face as he glances at Uniana.
Qalinor says, speaking to Agathilea, "You look magnificent tonight."
Erienne hugs Katness.
Vyctus says, speaking in Elven to Uniana, "He was waiting for me to arrive I think."
With military precision, Agathilea turns sharply on her heel to face Qalinor.
Her hand lowered, Lynaera gives Jaysehn a subtle wave.
Alenwyn whispers something to Malinya.
Vyctus grins at Uniana.
You sway back and forth.
Katness hugs Erienne, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
Traiva flutters her wings at Jaysehn.
Gudbrand says, speaking deeply in Elven to Agathilea, "My pleasure."
Aureliano chuckles.
You dance lightly across the dance floor with Falvicar.
Erienne says, speaking to Katness, "You look and smell lovely."
Erienne smiles.
Lithyia nods at Traiva.
Lady Shyair strides away moving out.
Falvicar dances you lightly across the dance floor.
Katness exclaims, speaking to Erienne, "You smell lovely too!"
Erienne nods to you in greeting.
Jaysehn bows respectfully before Qalinor, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground.
Erienne nods to Falvicar in greeting.
Katness gazes with awe at Erienne.
Erienne smiles.
Qalinor inclines his head. Jaysehn smiles at Traiva.
You wave to Erienne.
Falvicar nods in greeting at Erienne.
Esana says, speaking humbly to Qalinor, "We are honored you could make it, my Sovereign."
Qalinor says, speaking to Jaysehn, "Commodore."
Aureliano looks over at Laermeluion and shakes his head.
You see King Qalinor the Sovereign Commander of the Crimson Legion.
He appears to be a Vaalor Elf.
He is tall. He appears to be in the prime of life. He has dark-rimmed green eyes and fair skin. He has very short, amber hair. He has a classical nose and narrow pointed ears.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a flute of rose-infused champagne in his right hand.
He is wearing a simple electrum circlet, a dark crimson jacket with a golden wyvern embroidered on the left breast, a dark gold wool capelet, an eahnor wyvern badge, a crisp golden silk shirt with crimson blazestar cufflinks, a gold-bound crimson silk scabbard decorated with a ferocious eahnor wyvern, a pair of dark crimson slacks with a gold stripe down each leg, and a pair of dark leather boots cuffed at the knee.
Traiva says, speaking softly to Jaysehn, "It is good to see you again."
(Alenwyn takes a few small steps to one side.)
Teveriel says, speaking amusedly in Elven to Vyctus, "Despite your scandalous tongue, it is good to see you."
Erienne smiles.
Jaysehn says, "Your Majesty."
Your cheeks flush with a soft pale rose shade, darkening your freckles even more.
Jaysehn nods respectfully.
You turn to face Qalinor.
Malinya takes a few steps to her right.
Qalinor says, speaking to Esana, "I'm sure Jaranzair will not be happy that I rearranged a few things on my schedule but I wouldn't miss it for the world."
Katness pours herself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Katness takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Vyctus says, speaking in Elven to Teveriel, "I rushed when I realized the ball was not tomorrow."
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Qalinor nods.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Traiva, "I am late, I know. Terrible manners."
Traiva says, speaking lightly to Teveriel, "His tongue is just fine, no scandal about it."
Fyg apologetically exclaims, "I know the party has just begun, but I must take my leave. I hope you all have a fabulous time!"
Agathilea says, speaking teasingly in Elven to Qalinor, "I am, as you say, hiding in plain sight."
Lithyia grins at Jaysehn.
Lithyia chuckles.
Aureliano says, speaking respectfully to Qalinor, "My Sovereign, you honor us with your presence. I am glad you could come."
Traiva begins chuckling at Jaysehn!
Esana says, speaking humbly to Qalinor, "You humble us with your presence, and we thank you for making time for us."
Fyg curtsies.
Teveriel acknowledges, "And full glad we all are that you were able to find the time to attend after all, Your Excellency."
Falvicar ponders.
The Fabulous Fyg just skipped merrily out.
Lynaera wishes, "Be well."
Lynaera glances out.
The mirror images surrounding Katness undulate and grow stronger.
Katness renews her songs.
Lithyia takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Erienne smiles quietly to herself.
Katness takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Uniana briefly conceals her face behind her crimson silk fan, coyly looking past the triad of blades set within it.
Erienne takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Agathilea says, speaking warmly in Elven to Qalinor, "And it is good to see you, My Sovereign."
Teveriel glances dubiously out.
Qalinor says, speaking to you, "We are honored at your attendance tonight. Please be at ease and enjoy this evening."
Traiva takes a bite of her chocolate candy cane.
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring dance.
Lithyia fidgets.
Lithyia takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Traiva gently rests her hand on Lithyia's shoulder.
Falvicar nods politely at Qalinor.
Lithyia pours herself a large glass of cherry lemonade.
You curtsy to Qalinor.
Qalinor inclines his head.
Jiarine rubs her topaz-encircled brilliant cyan eyes.
Uniana greets, speaking cheerfully to Jaysehn, "Commodore."
Perigourd just arrived.
Jaysehn smiles at Uniana.
Traiva calmly flutters her wings at Jaysehn to an unheard rhythm.
Lithyia just opened a red fox fur mantle with creamy golden agate closures.
Vyctus glances at a spiced potato wedge and grins.
Perigourd furrows his brow.
Lithyia put a large glass of cherry lemonade in her fox fur mantle.
Lithyia just closed a red fox fur mantle with creamy golden agate closures.
Uniana says, speaking to Jaysehn, "How is your dear wife feeling? I hope to---"
Perigourd just went out.
Teveriel smirks at Vyctus.
Qalinor says, speaking to you, "It is pleasing to see so many from across the spine here tonight."
Agathilea smiles.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Uniana, "Still unwell, I fear."
(Uniana pauses briefly to glower at Vyctus before turning back to Jaysehn.)
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Aureliano nods approvingly to you.
Lady Shyair just arrived, striding along.
Shyair offers Qalinor a lacquered niveous vellum box covered in a gilded wax seal.
Lynaera's shoulders shake subtly as she turns away from Vyctus, while struggling to compose her features, revealing a glimmer of mirth before returning to a poker face.
Lithyia takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Shyair quietly says, "Happy holiday."
Alenwyn bites her lip.
Traiva says, speaking respectfully to Qalinor, "Your Excellency, I would like to introduce friend Lilthyia, originally from the Barony of Allace."
Teveriel asks, speaking wryly to Vyctus, "Enjoy playing with fire, don't you?"
Qalinor says, speaking to Aureliano, "High Legionnaire. Did Esana bar you from bringing Duke inside the tent."
Qalinor appears to be trying hard not to grin. Qalinor accepts Shyair's vellum box.
Lithyia says, "Oh..."
Lithyia turns to face Traiva.
Qalinor bows to Shyair.
Agathilea smiles at Aureliano.
You quietly whisper to Aureliano, "I don't even know what to say! I.. wasn't expecting.. to see.."
You gulp.
Esana laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Falvicar peers quizzically at you.
Lithyia fidgets.
Qalinor says, speaking to Shyair, "Thank you, I cannot wait to see what is inside."
Jaysehn says, speaking to Uniana, "It is the season for illness, it seems. Winter is always so."
Qalinor smiles.
Falvicar stands in front of you.
Malinya surreptitiously glances at Qalinor.
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "He spoke to me!"
Malinya nods understandingly at Alenwyn.
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
Krystalena sways to and fro as she dances.
Falvicar whispers, "He's no threat."
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "I froze!"
Vyctus says, speaking to Teveriel, "Water, usually, but fire can be entertaining as well."
You blush sheepishly to yourself.
Vyctus grins at Teveriel.
Shyair curtsies to Qalinor.
Falvicar whispers, "Then unfreeze in my warmth."
Falvicar swings you out and, holding your hand high, he gracefully twirls you.
Lithyia nods at Traiva.
Aureliano smiles and chuckles softly, "Ah, yes. The High Priestess commented on the lack of accommodations, despite finding the appropriate formal wear for him."
Lithyia agrees with Traiva.
Katness takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Shyair quietly says, "I might pick boxes but you get to do this one on your own, your majesty."
Traiva takes a bite of her chocolate candy cane.
Vyctus says, speaking to Teveriel, "Except that I burned myself trying to light a fire in the Misted Serenity..."
Shyair smiles.
Katness helps herself to a sweetened berry-topped croissant.
Agathilea appears to be struggling to keep a straight face as she glances at Aureliano.
Katness takes a bite of her berry-topped croissant.
Katness takes a bite of her berry-topped croissant.
You draw Falvicar closer into your arms in a slow, romantic dance.
Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Vyctus's direction.
Aureliano nods understandingly at Esana.
Uniana says, speaking softly to Jaysehn, "Please do send our warm regards. Lord Anduin is fond of a warm cream and leek soup, perhaps we can send some of that along too in an effort to encourage a speedy recovery."
Lithyia takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Traiva carefully inspects her claret velvet gown.
Malinya carefully adjusts the drape of her gown, flouncing the shimmering, metallic cloth in a burst of reflected light.
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Traiva blinks at Vyctus.
Qalinor says, speaking to you, "I'm afraid I am unfamiliar with some of your party. Would you do me the honor of introductions."
Laermeluion removes a flute of rose-infused champagne from in his fustian jacket.
Jaysehn smiles uniana Well...recovery or not...I am a fan of the leek
Laermeluion takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
You nod enthusiastically!
Jaysehn smiles at Uniana.
Orssus dances cheek to cheek with Krystalena.
Traiva scolds, speaking to Vyctus, "I thought you would have more skill than to burn yourself."
Lithyia grins at Traiva.
Krystalena smiles at Orssus.
Lithyia chuckles to herself.
Uniana says, speaking to Jaysehn, "Oh of course! You sampled some during our harvest celebration last year. We must do that again."
Erienne smiles.
Qalinor offers Esana a lacquered niveous vellum box covered in a gilded wax seal.
Jaysehn nods at Uniana.
Traiva takes a bite of her chocolate candy cane.
Esana inclines her head.
Esana accepts Qalinor's vellum box.
Jaysehn says, "I recall it well."
Lynaera hums a seemingly random tune.
Aureliano whispers, "Our Sovereign is a soldier in his heart, and that will never leave him. He often graces us at this event."
Vyctus says, speaking to Traiva, "I had quite a bit to drink."
Vyctus nods.
You say, speaking quietly to Qalinor, "This here is my husband Falvicar your grade."
Uniana says, speaking to Jaysehn, "Your plum-sauce was something else."
Qalinor offers Esana a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Esana accepts Qalinor's rose-infused champagne.
Jaysehn smiles.
Qalinor nods at Falvicar.
Teveriel says, speaking to Uniana, "It was quite the event. Though as I recall it, the Commodore quite handily won the day."
You mutter grace.
The musicians strike up an old romantic ballad.
Traiva says, speaking understandingly to Vyctus, "Ah, this was before you had a chance to sleep off last night's indulgence."
Traiva grins impishly.
Agathilea raises an eyebrow in Traiva's direction.
Qalinor says, speaking to Falvicar, "Your face is familiar to me, though I struggle to place where from."
Traiva takes a bite of her chocolate candy cane.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Teveriel, "Oh...not at all. Just a twist of Fate."
Qalinor says, speaking to Falvicar, "Nevertheless, welcome." Agathilea asks, speaking lightly to Traiva, "There was indulgence?"
Uniana muses, "Fate."
Agathilea appears to be struggling to keep a straight face.
Vyctus nods at Traiva.
Traiva explains, speaking to Agathilea, "The Lord Scio had a fair bit to drink at the Mirror's Celebration last night."
Agathilea glances at Vyctus.
Vyctus says, "Technically, it was before last night's ball as well."
Teveriel counters, speaking to Jaysehn, "Fate did not make that sauce."
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long forgotten to the surface of your mind.
Traiva murmurs, speaking coyly to Agathilea, "I may have assisted."
Perigourd just arrived.
Agathilea nods understandingly.
Jaysehn begins chuckling at Teveriel!
Tylanthriel takes a drink from his cherry lemonade.
Lithyia nods to Perigourd in greeting.
Traiva begins chuckling at Vyctus!
Jaysehn says, speaking to Teveriel, "Oh...we may have to disagree on that."
Traiva flutters her wings at Perigourd.
Jaysehn grins.
Perigourd bows to Lithyia.
Perigourd bows to Traiva.
Perigourd bows deeply at the waist, honoring Qalinor.
You quietly say, "We are honored to be in invited. We really love visiting Ta'Vaalor."
Teveriel mutters, speaking jokingly to Jaysehn, "Insufferable, always."
Falvicar smiles.
Perigourd faces Aureliano and crisply renders a chivalrous salute.
Uniana greets, "Another husband absent a lovely wife."
Traiva says, speaking to Vyctus, "I am going to hold my story that your indulgence was at the Celebration, and I assisted with it."
Jaysehn says, speaking to Teveriel, "Oh...of course."
Traiva looks at Vyctus and hums.
Uniana nods in greeting at Perigourd.
Aureliano bows to Perigourd.
Agathilea says, speaking teasingly to Traiva, "But of course, I know how helpful you can be."
Perigourd bows to Uniana.
Malinya places her arms akimbo and looks about as if waiting for something.
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
Jaysehn asks, speaking to Perigourd, "Did you two trade off?"
Malinya moves to stand behind Alenwyn.
Perigourd says, speaking to Uniana, "Hopefully not for too long.. but it's hard to say."
Gudbrand rubs his chin thoughtfully.
Perigourd chuckles.
Malinya gives Alenwyn a little prod between the shoulder blades.
Erienne takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Aureliano says, speaking politely to Perigourd, "My friend. I am glad you could visit."
Agathilea flushes slightly, some color reaching her cheeks.
Alenwyn winces.
Qalinor says, speaking to you, "This is a wonderful time of year for the visit, such pleasant temperatures."
Perigourd says, speaking to Jaysehn, "I was here last night attending the Magister's discussion."
Malinya clearly exclaims, "Yoo hoo!"
Falvicar says, speaking in Elven to Qalinor, "We are honored to be here, your Highness. Thank you for having us."
Traiva says, speaking smugly to Agathilea, "Expecially with the drink."
Alenwyn moves to stand behind Malinya.
Malinya waves to Qalinor.
Perigourd says, speaking to Jaysehn, "Thought I'd stay over."
The mirror images surrounding Laermeluion undulate and grow stronger.
Laermeluion renews his songs.
Alenwyn gives Malinya a little prod between the shoulder blades.
Malinya moves to stand behind Alenwyn.
Alenwyn moves to stand behind Malinya.
Orssus asks, speaking to Uniana, "Perhaps they should commiserate and dance together?"
Malinya scowls.
Orssus appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Perigourd, "It has some merit....send the soldier to Vaalor and the sorceress to Illistim."
Uniana says, speaking dryly to Perigourd, "Ah yes---"
Jaysehn grins at Perigourd.
Agathilea grins at Traiva.
With military precision, Agathilea turns sharply on her heel to face Malinya.
Malinya leans to her left slightly.
Uniana grins at Orssus.
Teveriel gazes in amusement at Orssus.
Teveriel shakes his head, clucking his tongue.
Perigourd nods thoughtfully at Jaysehn.
Agathilea asks, speaking to Malinya, "I am sorry, did I miss something?"
(Alenwyn tucks herself behind Malinya, holding out Malinya's gown to help obscure her.)
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Lithyia gazes in wonder at her surroundings.
Lithyia takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Agathilea says, speaking to Malinya, "I apologize if I did."
Malinya absently asks, "Hmm? I'm sorry?"
Vyctus chuckles.
Uniana says, speaking to Orssus, "Perhaps you and your remarkable wife could offer them a brief lesson? There is too little dancing at present."
Uniana curtsies politely to Krystalena.
Agathilea takes a moment to observe Malinya.
Krystalena smiles.
Jaysehn asks, speaking to Perigourd, "If you require a trip back west, I will be sailing the Sun back to Solhaven tonight. Like old times, eh?"
Traiva begins chortling at Uniana.
Traiva takes a bite of her chocolate candy cane.
Malinya lightly jostles the sides of her marbrinus gown with her fingertips, the metallic threadwork glistening in a brilliant cascade that flows towards the lower hem.
Malinya shakes her head.
Uniana glances between Jaysehn and Perigourd.
Orssus begins chuckling at Uniana!
Malinya says, "Oh, no, no, just standing over here."
Falvicar says, speaking in Elven to Qalinor, "I've been to many a place, though I'm usually in Icemule or the Landing. I think I might have ye at the signing of a contract of sorts between the two nations a few years past if memory serves. My Name is Falvicar, Blade of the Night of the Ronanite Order."
Malinya moves to stand behind Alenwyn.
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
Alenwyn moves to stand behind Malinya.
Shyair sways to and fro as she dances.
Perigourd says, speaking to Jaysehn, "Jolene is out by Yander's. I expect she's well rested, though I may stay another evening here at the Fortress."
Falvicar takes the edge of his night-hued silk cape and holds it out, as he bows low in a courtly fashion.
Alenwyn shakes her head.
Jaysehn nods at Perigourd.
Qalinor nods once.
Agathilea compliments, speaking to Malinya, "You look so stunning I fear it is hard to speak with all the... light reflecting off your gown."
Krystalena says, speaking to Uniana, "I'll dance with practically anyone."
Agathilea glances at Alenwyn.
Perigourd says, speaking to Jaysehn, "I've not yet made a voyage as far as here to Haven though."
Perigourd chuckles.
Orssus says, "Well dancing close is always the preferred way."
Katness takes a bite of her berry-topped croissant.
Katness takes a bite of her berry-topped croissant.
Orssus dances cheek to cheek with Krystalena.
Teveriel surreptitiously glances around the room.
Qalinor says, speaking to Falvicar, "That's it. I do remember the signing well."
Qalinor frowns.
Katness takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Perigourd says, speaking to Jaysehn, "So the offer is tempting either way."
Agathilea leans forward.
Jaysehn nods.
Qalinor says, speaking to Falvicar, "It is an honor to have you."
Malinya says, speaking to Agathilea, "That is with purpose. Just don't ask me what."
Falvicar smiles at Qalinor.
You gaze fondly at Falvicar and your heart swells with love for him. He smiles back in return.
Falvicar bows to Qalinor.
Agathilea grins at Malinya.
Lithyia takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Lithyia folds her hands.
The mirror images surrounding Katness undulate and grow stronger.
Katness renews her songs.
Agathilea chuckles.
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
Jaysehn whispers something to Perigourd.
Traiva observes, speaking softly to Vyctus, "Your hand is oddly empty."
Falvicar says, speaking in Elven to Qalinor, "A pleasure to be here with my wife, Opalina."
Squire Legionnaire Elenwyn just arrived.
Falvicar smiles.
Traiva asks, speaking softly to Vyctus, "Shall I get you some champagne?"
Laermeluion takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
Erienne removes a gold-bladed pristine white fan from in her ivory silk wrist-purse.
Agathilea beams happily at Elenwyn!
Elenwyn turns toward Qalinor and renders a sharp hand salute.
You blush a soft pale rose shade at Falvicar and clear your throat, thoroughly embarrassed!
A series of umber lines suddenly appears on Perigourd's face, quickly racing towards the center of his forehead before detaching and dissipating in the air.
The glowing specks of energy surrounding Perigourd suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
Erienne fans herself lightly with her pristine white fan, the small bladepoints within glittering like a trail of twinkling stardust over her skin as she takes on a subtly studious expression.
Her hand lowered, Alenwyn gives Elenwyn a subtle wave.
Qalinor smiles.
Falvicar chuckles to himself.
Agathilea nods in greeting at Erienne.
Shyair hums a seemingly random tune.
Erienne whispers something to Katness.
Malinya moves to stand behind Elenwyn.
Erienne smiles.
Malinya tries to pull Alenwyn towards her.
Vyctus says, speaking to Traiva, "I think I shall eat first, I saw some delicious looking potato wedges..."
You will speak embarrassedly on your next message.
Erienne nods in greeting at Agathilea.
Vyctus appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Alenwyn adopts an agreeable expression.
Qalinor says, speaking to Elenwyn, "Welcome! I'm so pleased you and your sister made it tonight."
You say, speaking embarrassedly to Falvicar, "I did forget to say my name huh."
Traiva helps herself to a spiced potato wedge.
Agathilea says, speaking to Elenwyn, "Good evening."
Traiva turns to face Vyctus.
Qalinor nods at Alenwyn.
Alenwyn blushes a delicate shade of pale pink.
Traiva offers Vyctus a spiced potato wedge.
Elenwyn blushes a pale pink shade at Qalinor.
You blush a soft pale rose shade at Falvicar and clear your throat, thoroughly embarrassed!
Vyctus accepts Traiva's potato wedge.
Elenwyn curtsies to Qalinor.
Uniana grins wryly at Teveriel.
Perigourd nods in agreement at Jaysehn.
Alenwyn pushes her petite-framed glasses up on the bridge of her nose with one finger.
Malinya moves to stand behind Alenwyn.
Vyctus says, "Oh, thank you."
Falvicar nods to you.
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
Vyctus nods at Traiva.
Malinya examines her fingernails.
Teveriel glances at Uniana and exhales softly with exasperation, then shakes his head.
Falvicar glances at you and breaks out in a silly grin.
Vyctus takes a bite of his potato wedge.
Elenwyn says, speaking melodically to Qalinor, "Thank you, my King. It is a pleasure to be here."
Katness takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Katness takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Agathilea smiles at Qalinor.
Vyctus takes a bite of his potato wedge.
Falvicar leans over and whispers, "But I didn't."
Falvicar winks at you with a suggestive glint in his eyes.
With one leg awkwardly placed behind the other, Alenwyn attempts to curtsy before Qalinor, only to stumble and almost fall.
Vyctus says, "Quite good."
Traiva says, speaking softly to Vyctus, "I am sure they will keep you out of trouble."
Vyctus nods.
Tylanthriel takes a drink from his cherry lemonade.
Elenwyn smiles encouragingly at Alenwyn.
Vyctus asks, speaking to Traiva, "The potato wedges?"
Elenwyn hugs Alenwyn, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
Lithyia begins chuckling at Vyctus!
Lynaera gives Alenwyn a strong, encouraging smile.
Traiva nods slowly at Vyctus.
Elenwyn hugs Agathilea.
Agathilea hugs Elenwyn.
Traiva asks, speaking softly to Lithyia, "Would you like any champagne?"
Elenwyn curtsies to Aureliano.
Alenwyn moves to stand behind Malinya.
Malinya takes a few steps back.
Orssus lifts Krystalena up high into the air and twirls with her!
Lithyia says, "Yes...please."
Aureliano nods politely at Elenwyn.
Vyctus says, speaking to Traiva, "They are good... But I don't know if they are THAT good."
Lithyia fidgets.
Malinya wobbles, looking a bit faint.
Traiva pours herself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
Traiva laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Traiva turns to face Lithyia.
Esana glances at Elenwyn and clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.
Traiva offers Lithyia a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Malinya glances at Alenwyn.
Lithyia accepts Traiva's rose-infused champagne.
Agathilea rests a gentle hand on Malinya's arm.
Lithyia says, "Thank...you."
Falvicar leans on you, resting his hand upon your shoulder. You note the faint scent of a smoky hearth, warmed by herbal tones around him.
Esana says, speaking sincerely to Elenwyn, "Such a pleasure to see you here this evening."
Elenwyn curtsies to Esana.
Traiva calmly flutters her wings at Lithyia to an unheard rhythm.
Elenwyn says, speaking melodically to Esana, "The pleasure is mine, High Priestess."
Lithyia glances at Traiva.
Traiva asks, speaking to Vyctus, "You have met Lithyia, yes?"
Elenwyn giggles at Alenwyn.
Gudbrand helps himself to a brittle white chocolate wafer.
Lithyia smiles at Vyctus.
Qalinor says, speaking to Malinya, "Glad to see you hear tonight. Your necklace is stunning." Agathilea says, speaking warmly to Elenwyn, "I am glad to see you this eve."
Vyctus says, "I believe we met yesterday at the staircase, though I did not get a name."
Traiva pours herself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Vyctus bows deeply at the waist, honoring Lithyia.
Lithyia curtsies to Vyctus.
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
Traiva takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Elenwyn says, speaking melodically to Agathilea, "Likewise! I did not believe I would make it in time, so I am glad I did."
Vyctus says, "A pleasure to meet you, I am Lord Vyctus Scio."
Shyair quietly says, "So many amazing people."
Agathilea nods at Elenwyn.
Malinya nods slightly.
Traiva smiles at Shyair.
Agathilea smiles.
Qalinor says, speaking to Malinya, “Have the beads been long in your family? I haven’t seen such a design often over the years.”
Lithyia says, "A pleasure to meet you, I am Mistress Lithyia Medeea."
Tylanthriel grins at Uniana.
You see Squire Legionnaire Malinya Astald'elen Vaalor.
She appears to be an Elf.
She is average height and has a trim figure. She appears to be young and untried. She has beautifully smoke-outlined large, lavender-sheened dark lilac-hued eyes, glossy eahnor red full lips, and fair skin. She has long, sleek champagne-hued hair fashioned into an impeccably-coiffed twist and held with an intricately carved lasimor haircomb set with some crimson dragonstalks. She has a straight nose and delicately curving, svelte pointed ears. The pale blonde of her hair is echoed in her lashes and eyebrows, the former being long and curled and the latter arching strikingly. She has scintillating eahnor red lacquer brushed onto her smoothly filed fingernails.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a beaded sheer gold wrap, a double-strand gold bead necklace, a sweeping eahnor-hued marbrinus gown back-latticed with brilliantly gilded accents, a pair of elbow-length muted gold silk gloves, and a pair of dainty glass slippers.
Lithyia takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Agathilea turns an inquisitive ear toward Malinya.
Malinya quietly says, "Thank you for noticing, my Sovereign. Yes, they have. They were my grandmothers."
Malinya inclines her head.
Agathilea smiles.
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Traiva says, speaking admiringly to Shyair, "It is quite the lovely gathering."
Gudbrand takes a bite of his chocolate wafer.
You suddenly feel less protected.
Orssus swings Krystalena out then spins her right back into his arms.
With a casual flick of her fingers, Malinya effectively brushes a loose speck from one of her elbow-length gloves.
Erienne takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Elenwyn pours herself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Traiva adds, speaking admiringly to Shyair, "And it is nice to see the soldiers out of armor and into finery."
Shyair quietly says, "It's nice though. I could do without the frantic running for clothes before it though."
Lithyia agrees with Traiva.
Traiva flashes a quick grin.
Agathilea glances at Traiva.
Elenwyn takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Traiva raises her voice in merry laughter.
Lady Corlyne just arrived.
Gudbrand takes a bite of his chocolate wafer.
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
Lithyia turns to face Corlyne.
Traiva flutters her wings at Corlyne.
Tylanthriel grins at Uniana.
Lithyia beams happily at Corlyne!
Shyair quietly says, "I found out I couldnt' dye some dresses and I was just... ugh."
Elenwyn seems hesitant, looking unsure of herself.
Elenwyn grins at Agathilea.
Agathilea nods to Corlyne in greeting.
Vyctus grins at Corlyne.
Lithyia waves to Corlyne.
Corlyne grins wryly.
Elenwyn seems slightly different.
Jaysehn gives a quick nod and tips his hat.
Uniana looks at Corlyne and hums.
You see Lady Shyair the Crimson Legion Reservist.
She appears to be a Vaalor Elf.
She is very tall. She appears to be very young. She has sparkling violet eyes and fair skin. She has very long, flowing silver hair worn in a single braid. She has an angular face, a pointed nose and high cheekbones.
Her right wrist is pierced with a ten-pointed gardenia white diamond.
She has a diamond-inset bloodjewel hook in her lip.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a tooled silver earring, a segmented blue amber necklace, a five-plaited choker of dark leather and suede, a gossamer wing moth cape of ruby lotus silk, a single white gardenia, a subtly tooled ebon leather thigh-sheath, a dark crimson leather satchel with a gold clasp, a single-strapped onyx leather corset, an iridescent blue gown, a simply woven bracelet of gold-chased star diopsides and silver-chased almandine garnets, a shiny gold ring, an ivory intaglio ring carved with a blooming dragonstalk, a slim mithril keyring, an intricately woven anklet of star-shaped moonlight white flowers and rune-incised rainbow orbs, an intricately woven anklet of dark purple lilac and rippled onyx satin ribbons, and a pair of astonishing blue silk slippers studded with onyx scarabs.
Qalinor smiles.
Traiva kisses Corlyne, first on one cheek, then the other.
Vyctus waves to Corlyne.
A white glow rushes away from Elenwyn.
With a graceful flutter of her hands, Corlyne sinks down in a formal curtsy.
Erienne laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Esana glances at Corlyne and clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.
Lithyia takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Agathilea stares at Krystalena.
Krystalena smiles encouragingly at Agathilea
Uniana glances over her shoulder.
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long forgotten to the surface of your mind.
Qalinor says, speaking to Corlyne, “Lady Feynde, a sight to behold this evening as always. Welcome.”
Corlyne laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Traiva flicks her wrist and lets her glowbark fan fall into her hand.
Esana compliments, speaking to Corlyne, "So lovely of you to have made it. You are looking as stunning as ever."
Traiva flicks open her fan with a casual flick of her wrist.
Teveriel smiles at Corlyne with a look of admiration before bowing his head in greeting.
You see Lady Corlyne Feynde Nalfein the Blade Dancer.
She appears to be an Elf.
She is tall in stature and has an hourglass figure. She appears to be young. She has ebon-haloed, vivid nephrite green eyes and faultless, soft alabaster skin. She has long, roughly arranged obsidian hair side-swept by a trio of stark white narcissus flowers, leaving loosely tousled waves to rest across her shoulders. She has a thorn-like brand across the hollow of her throat. She has velvet-like burgundy cream meticulously brushed across her lips.
Her nape of the neck is pierced with an ebon swallowtail butterfly.
She has an arc of inked silhouettes across the curve of her collarbone, and a sable-inked line of calligraphy on her finger.
She is in good shape.
She is wearing a navel-cut gown of gilded silk draped from a chain-hung glass blade lariat, a trio of finger-talons chained to a mesh handflower, and some nacre-linked golden chain sandals.
Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Traiva's direction.
Agathilea says, speaking warmly to Corlyne, "Good evening Lady Feynde."
Corlyne says, speaking apologetically to Qalinor, "Albeit a bit late."
Teveriel says, speaking to Corlyne, "We are glad to see you, my friend."
Lithyia takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Traiva lightly fans herself with her glowbark fan.
Corlyne warmly says, "Good evening, everyone."
Uniana says, speaking to Teveriel, "My love, would you spare me for some time, for the good of the legion, of course."
Krystalena just nudged Agathilea.
Lithyia says, "It is very good to see you."
Lithyia nods at Corlyne.
Malinya leans to her left slightly.
Vyctus says, speaking to Corlyne, "Quite an entrance, I should have come later."
Vyctus nods at Corlyne.
Krystalena giggles. Agathilea blushes a pink shade at Krystalena.
Falvicar snuggles you lovingly, his lips softly kissing your neck as he cradles you in his arms. You note the scent of a smoky hearth, warmed by herbal tones clinging to his skin.
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "Everyone is so lovely."
Teveriel says, speaking wryly to Uniana, "I suppose I might feel generous enough to allow it."
Malinya whispers something to Alenwyn.
Falvicar leans over and whispers, "Especially you."
Erienne flutters her pristine white fan smoothly, the blades within flashing in glittering arcs within mere breaths of her skin.
Falvicar smiles at you.
Traiva grins sheepishly at Lithyia.
Jaysehn pours himself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Corlyne says, speaking to Vyctus, "Then we'd end up competing for the latest arrival."
Lithyia nods at Traiva.
Lithyia giggles.
Jaysehn takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
Krystalena nods at Orssus.
Krystalena giggles.
Qalinor says, speaking to Uniana, "Lady Anduin, unless the Lord Chamberlain is holding out on me, I'm still awaiting an invitation to tea."
Agathilea walks toward Qalinor.
Orssus appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Traiva says, speaking to Corlyne, "However, without a doubt, you would win the most fasionable arrival."
Alenwyn whispers something to Malinya.
Katness whispers something to Erienne.
Erienne giggles at Katness.
You gaze fondly at Falvicar and your heart swells with love for him. He smiles back in return.
A faint silvery glow fades from around Jiarine.
Agathilea bows her head slightly toward Qalinor as she drops into a deep, respectful curtsy before him.
Katness nods approvingly.
You dance lightly across the dance floor with Falvicar.
Vyctus says, speaking to Corlyne, "Well, you look dazzling, as ever."
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
Aureliano asks, speaking politely to Jaysehn, "Commodore." He smiles and offers his hand, "It is good to see you tonight. How goes the sea lanes?"
Laermeluion glances between Agathilea and Qalinor.
With military precision, Tylanthriel turns sharply on his heel to face Uniana.
Katness stares off into space.
Laermeluion takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
Esana glances at Jaysehn and clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.
Esana inclines her head.
Corlyne curtsies to Vyctus and takes his arm.
Katness helps herself to some chive and garlic buttered bread.
Katness takes a bite of her garlic buttered bread.
Katness takes a bite of her garlic buttered bread.
Corlyne whispers something to Vyctus.
Katness takes a bite of her garlic buttered bread.
Jaysehn smiles at Aureliano.
Erienne fans herself lightly with her pristine white fan, the small bladepoints within glittering like a trail of twinkling stardust over her skin as she takes on a subtly studious expression.
Agathilea says, speaking humbly to Qalinor, "My Sovereign, it would be an honor to dance with you."
Uniana says, speaking coolly to Qalinor, "I am sure Your Majesty is full of invitations and well wishes this time of year," extending her hand out to Tylanthriel, "and it has nothing at all to do with the state of my home being under construction in an effort to be worthy of a seated royal."
Katness nods in agreement at Erienne.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Aureliano, "The Eastern Seas are calm and well patrolled, as ever. The West....well...I mean to sort it out soon enough."
Erienne whispers something to Katness.
Qalinor chuckles.
Katness giggles at Erienne.
The mirror images surrounding Katness undulate and grow stronger.
Katness renews her songs.
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
Erienne whispers something to Katness.
Erienne blushes a nice shade of light pink.
Elenwyn grins at Agathilea.
Qalinor says, speaking to Uniana, "Well then, perhaps once the construction is finished."
Falvicar draws you closer into his arms in a slow, romantic dance.
Qalinor turns to face Agathilea.
Katness whispers something to Erienne.
Elenwyn blushes a pale pink shade at Agathilea.
Agathilea lowers her gaze.
Jaysehn takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
Traiva takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Aureliano asks, speaking to Jaysehn, "Do you have specific plans for that?"
Corlyne pours herself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Lithyia snickers at Traiva.
Lithyia grins.
Tylanthriel takes a drink from his cherry lemonade.
Alenwyn loses her focused look.
Tylanthriel takes a drink from his cherry lemonade.
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
Traiva places her glowbark fan on her wrist and ties it there securely.
Uniana says, speaking pleasantly to Qalinor, "It will be the great honor of our family when the day comes where we host you."
Traiva waves a hand at Lithyia, dismissing her indifferently.
Traiva chuckles.
Lithyia giggles.
Qalinor says, speaking to Agathilea, "If you would be so kind to allow me a moment, I have someone on my dance card already."
Uniana turns to face Tylanthriel.
Uniana leans forward.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Aureliano, "Krolvin attacked Solhaven a few nights ago, persuing a fleeing slave. That part...I know exactly how to demonstrate my displeasure at that."
Agathilea nods once at Qalinor.
Qalinor says, speaking to Uniana, "I cannot wait."
Alenwyn blushes a delicate shade of pale pink.
Lithyia chuckles.
Tylanthriel grins at Uniana.
Tylanthriel bows to Uniana.
Erienne takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Falvicar leans over and whispers, "Hmm... know thou of Uniana and Teveriel?"
Elenwyn says, speaking melodically to Tylanthriel, "I will be stealing a dance from you this evening, Lord Talren."
Katness helps herself to an herb-filled flaky puff pastry.
Agathilea warmly says, "Certainly My Sovereign."
Katness put an herb-filled flaky puff pastry in her coral orange knapsack.
Katness helps herself to an herb-filled flaky puff pastry.
Katness put an herb-filled flaky puff pastry in her coral orange knapsack.
Shyair sways to and fro as she dances.
Agathilea smiles at Qalinor.
You see Lady Uniana Anduin the Socialite.
She appears to be a Nalfein Elf.
She has the steadily growing light of Lornon bathing her in a crimson aura.
She is shorter than average. She appears to have come of age. She has violet-shadowed, pale lilac eyes and ivory skin. She has long, silky black cherry-hued hair pulled up into a feathery bun and restrained by a floral-spun eahnor diadem pierced by sharp black onyx thorns. She has an unlined face and subtly arched eyebrows. Her soft lips are tinged with understated carmine.
She has a thin scar of delicate intertwined thorns on her neck.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a brilliant crimson silk fan woven with vibrant cloth-of-gold drakes in her right hand.
She is wearing a barbed eahnor vine collar, a mesh-backed crimson aqilorn gown with gold suffusion amid the pinch pleats, a wide jet leather belt centered by an eahnor-traced golden hawk buckle, a floriated petite lasimor band gracing the left ring finger, and some black velvet high-heeled shoes inset with onyx thorns.
Katness pours herself a large glass of cherry lemonade.
Katness put a large glass of cherry lemonade in her coral orange knapsack.
You see Lord Teveriel Anduin Vaalor the Heroic Tactician.
He appears to be an Elf.
He is tall in stature and has a hard-muscled physique. He appears to have come of age. He has brooding steel grey eyes and fair skin. He has mid-back length, straight pale blonde hair with several strands pulled forward to rest against his chest. He has a chiseled, angular face, a straight nose and broad shoulders. His steeply arched, dark eyebrows and symmetrical features lend him a dour countenance.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a sleeveless cinereal and onyx brocade cape lined with vivid crimson silk, a thigh-length silvered aqilorn tunic with a framing collar ending in onyx tines, a floriated broad lasimor band anchored on the left ring finger, a pyrographed crimson leather belt, an antiquated lasimor scabbard, some crisp black silk pants with tapered legs, and some low-heeled silver leather boots cuffed in carved onyx brambles.
Katness pours herself a large glass of cherry lemonade.
Katness put a large glass of cherry lemonade in her coral orange knapsack.
Gudbrand walks toward Shyair.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Aureliano, "The presence of a large, renegade man o war in Darkstone Bay is a more complex matter, I'm afraid."
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
Katness just nudged Erienne.
Lithyia nods at Traiva.
Laermeluion takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "I do not know them well no."
Katness helps herself to a sweetened berry-topped croissant.
Katness put a sweetened berry-topped croissant in her coral orange knapsack.
Orssus holds Krystalena close in his arms as they dance.
Elenwyn takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Gudbrand holds out his hand and invites Shyair to dance.
Lithyia chuckles.
Katness helps herself to a sweetened berry-topped croissant.
Katness put a sweetened berry-topped croissant in her coral orange knapsack.
Corlyne takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Katness helps herself to some chive and garlic buttered bread.
Uniana curtsies to Tylanthriel and takes his arm.
Katness put some chive and garlic buttered bread in her coral orange knapsack.
The King’s Dance with The High Priestess
Qalinor turns to face Esana.
Falvicar whispers, "Ohh nae met them?"
Katness helps herself to some chive and garlic buttered bread.
Katness put some chive and garlic buttered bread in her coral orange knapsack.
Legionnaire Agathilea just went out.
Teveriel looks thoughtfully at Jaysehn.
Esana inclines her head.
You look at Falvicar and shake your head.
Falvicar leans over and whispers, "I was going to introduce you to them if not."
Gudbrand asks, speaking deeply in Elven to Shyair, "May I have this dance?"
Qalinor says, speaking to Esana, "High Priestess, if you would be so kind." You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "If I have I don't remember much."
Katness helps herself to a spiced potato wedge.
Qalinor holds out his hand and invites Esana to dance.
Qalinor dances lightly across the dance floor with Esana. Katness takes a bite of her potato wedge.
Shyair nods.
Aureliano asks, speaking curiously to Jaysehn, "I heard there has been some trouble there. Is there any information about it?"
You see Legionnaire Esana Ilynov the High Priestess of House Vaalor.
She appears to be a Vaalor Elf.
She is average height and has a trim figure. She appears to be in the spring of life. She has silver-flecked mismatched ice blue and pear green eyes and soft, light honey brown skin. She has elbow-length, silky silver hair pulled back from her face and pinned with a crimson-accented gold barbed phoenix haircomb, leaving long finger-teased curls to spill down her back. She has a pair of small pointed ears and perfectly sculpted cheekbones, emphasizing a noble appearance.
She has a pair of white-feathered wings protruding from her back.
She has an intricate battle standards tattoo covering her right arm.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a lacquered niveous vellum box covered in a gilded wax seal in her right hand and a flute of rose-infused champagne in her left hand.
She is wearing a knotted quartet-chained gold back lariat necklace, a backless crimson aqilorn gown with two gold chains draped across one shoulder, an imperial Vaalor-crested red eahnor signet ring, and a pair of high-heeled gold aqilorn slippers beaded with crimson blazestars.
Esana's cheeks flush with a shade of red. Qalinor chuckles.
Tylanthriel dances lightly across the dance floor with Uniana.
Traiva glances between Jaysehn and Aureliano.
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
Katness takes a bite of her potato wedge.
Vyctus grins at Corlyne.
Falvicar nods in greeting at Teveriel.
Falvicar nods in greeting at Uniana.
Traiva flicks her wrist and lets her glowbark fan fall into her hand.
Traiva lightly fans herself with her glowbark fan.
First Legionnaire Laermeluion just went out.
Lithyia shrugs at Traiva.
Corlyne shrugs innocently at Vyctus.
Malinya nods understandingly.
Vyctus laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "You know them?"
Tylanthriel sways to and fro as he dances.
Aureliano smiles at Jaysehn as they talk, shifting his attention for a moment as the King and the High Priestess dance.
The powerful look leaves Elenwyn.
Shyair dances lightly across the dance floor with Gudbrand.
(Uniana places her fan-holding hand up high on Tylanthriel's shoulder and allows him to lead her across the floor.)
Traiva grins impishly.
Gudbrand dances lightly across the dance floor with Shyair.
Lithyia begins chuckling at Traiva!
Perigourd says, speaking to Aureliano, "A Captain of a well known ship and force settled in the bay, seeming to seek a deserter."
Perigourd nods at Aureliano.
Elenwyn leans softly against Alenwyn.
Tylanthriel dances lightly across the dance floor with Uniana.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Aureliano, "It would seem a large battleship belonging to an imperial force of irregular marines parked itself in Darkstone Bay in persuit of a deserter. It has begun to fire on ships in the harbor."
The musicians strike up an old romantic ballad.
Lithyia asks, "Bodohal?"
Perigourd nods at Lithyia.
Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Perigourd's direction.
Lithyia sneers.
Gudbrand twirls Shyair gracefully across the dance floor.
Jaysehn nods.
Lithyia says, "I despise him."
Esana glances sharply at Aureliano.
Aureliano glances between Perigourd and Jaysehn.
Gudbrand dances lightly across the dance floor with Shyair.
Malinya shrugs.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Lithyia, "Indeed. He'll hang soon enough."
You quietly whisper to Aureliano, "I think perhaps I should have listened better to your lessons."
With a gentle swish of Malinya's hips, the reflective hints woven into her marbrinus gown alight with a glossy opaline luster.
Shyair dances lightly across the dance floor with Gudbrand.
Traiva quietly pouts, "Must we? At an event to celebrate the Season?"
Traiva lightly fans herself with her glowbark fan.
Falvicar says, speaking in Elven to Teveriel, "Good eve, Teveriel. Tis good to see you tonight."
Traiva takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Katness helps herself to a poached sugar-filled pear.
Jaysehn frowns.
Katness takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
Shyair swings Gudbrand out then spins him right back into her arms.
Katness takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
Lithyia nods at Traiva.
Uniana praises, speaking demurely to Tylanthriel, "You deceived me, Squire. I have danced with ambassadors who have heavier feet than you."
Jaysehn nods.
Lithyia takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Katness takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
Qalinor moves lightly across the dance floor with Esana, the pair turning graceful circles in time with the music.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Traiva, "Apologies."
Jaysehn nods.
Perigourd says, speaking to Aureliano, "Several tried to board his vessel, The Shiver, but were repelled by cannon fire."
Alenwyn becomes solid again.
Alenwyn returns to normal color.
The deep blue glow leaves Alenwyn.
Alenwyn becomes unbalanced for a second, then recovers.
Alenwyn appears to lose some internal strength.
The powerful look leaves Alenwyn.
The light blue glow leaves Alenwyn.
The dim aura fades from around Alenwyn.
Alenwyn seems to lose some dexterity.
Alenwyn takes a deep breath, blinking a couple of times before resuming a calm expression.
Alenwyn seems a bit less imposing.
The glowing specks of energy surrounding Alenwyn suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Alenwyn.
The bright luminescence fades from around Alenwyn.
The silvery luminescence fades from around Alenwyn.
Erienne smiles.
Gudbrand lifts Shyair up high into the air and twirls with her!
The dim aura fades from around Elenwyn.
You hear very soft footsteps.
Traiva smiles warmly.
Aureliano nods slightly at Esana.
Teveriel says, speaking pleasantly to Falvicar, "Welcome, Falvicar. It has been some time indeed."
Gudbrand dances lightly across the dance floor with Shyair.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Traiva, "You are right, as ever."
The musicians end on a soft and gentle note.
Shyair quietly says, "Wow, you are strong."
Katness takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
Jaysehn takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
Falvicar nods slowly at Teveriel.
Falvicar smiles.
Traiva says, speaking softly to Jaysehn, "I know it is a concern, but..."
Tylanthriel says, speaking to Uniana, "Perhaps my training in combat naturally lends to this."
Perigourd chuckles to himself.
Legionnaire Agathilea's group just arrived.
Perigourd grabs a robust dark maoral pipe from a raw leather bag cinched with braided maoral roots inside of his green suede cloak.
Falvicar asks, speaking in Elven to Teveriel, "Have you and Uniana met my wife.. Opalina?"
Aureliano whispers, "Why do you say that, Councilor?"
Perigourd lights his dark maoral pipe, placing it to his lips to take a contented puff as some dark tendrils of fragrant smoke rise up about him.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Traiva, "You see what happens when my wife is not present? I forget my manners."
Falvicar smiles at Uniana.
Jaysehn shakes his head, clucking his tongue.
Falvicar smiles at you.
Tylanthriel says, speaking to Uniana, "Still frightfully nervewracking."
The mirror images surrounding Laermeluion undulate and grow stronger.
Laermeluion renews his songs.
Agathilea grins at Laermeluion.
Lithyia begins chuckling at Jaysehn!
Traiva whispers something to Jaysehn.
Laermeluion nods at Agathilea.
Aureliano ponders.
You curtsy to Teveriel.
Gudbrand says, speaking deeply in Elven to Shyair, "You aren't heavy."
Tylanthriel dances lightly across the dance floor with Uniana.
Teveriel smiles at you.
Jaysehn smiles at Traiva.
You curtsy to Uniana.
Corlyne takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Esana compliments, speaking humbly to Qalinor, "Light on your feet as always, My Sovereign."
Uniana smiles in brief greeting to Falvicar and then to Opalina as she passes by in the arms of Tylanthriel.
Malinya smiles faintly.
Shyair says, speaking quietly to Gudbrand, "My stuff is though."
Agathilea smiles at Esana.
Qalinor twirls Esana out to arm’s length before spinning her expertly back into his arms.
Traiva says, speaking lightly to Jaysehn, "You can tell her, then, that as is my duty, I have again saved you."
Alenwyn smiles at Malinya.
Gudbrand dips Shyair dramatically then pulls her back into his arms.
Traiva winks at Jaysehn and flashes a sly grin.
Aureliano asks, speaking to Perigourd, "I admit that my knowledge of the goings on in the west is limited, but that sounds concerning. Is it a rogue vessel, or is it acting on orders?"
Gudbrand dances lightly across the dance floor with Shyair.
Qalinor says, speaking to Esana, "I have a lot of time to myself."
You quietly whisper to Aureliano, "Because I totally froze."
Lithyia begins chuckling at Traiva!
Qalinor chuckles.
Orssus says, speaking to Esana, "Must be how he's so adept at evading Jaranzair."
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
Uniana formally calls, "Nice to meet you formally."
You hear very soft footsteps.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Traiva, "Oh...shall always bear that distinct honor. It will not tarnish, I assure you."
Agathilea begins chuckling at Orssus!
Uniana cocks her head at Tylanthriel.
Traiva laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Perigourd says, speaking to Aureliano, "The former, fairly certainly."
Falvicar smiles quietly to himself.
Teveriel confides, "We have met briefly at some recent events, and I believe you also attended my discussion hosted by Elphieya."
Shyair sways to and fro as she dances.
Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.
Tylanthriel swings Uniana out then spins her right back into his arms.
Shyair dances lightly across the dance floor with Gudbrand.
Katness gobbles down her sugar-filled pear in one enormous bite.
Esana says, speaking to Orssus, "I would imagine so as well."
Katness helps herself to a poached sugar-filled pear.
Aureliano whispers, "Our Sovereign has that effect on many. I would not feel bad if I were you. You were respectful and deferential."
Falvicar whispers, "And now you know two more people here."
Teveriel adds, "But it is a pleasure to meet you more formally."
Aureliano nods approvingly to you.
Traiva explains, speaking to Lithyia, "I introduced Jaysehn and Akenna. Their pairing is all my fault."
With straightened posture and a firm chin, Teveriel presents himself to you with a short, courteous bow.
Gudbrand dances lightly across the dance floor with Shyair.
Lithyia asks, "Oh?"
Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Traiva's direction.
Jaysehn nods at Traiva.
Katness just went out.
Uniana teases, speaking lightly to Tylanthriel, "I know you say it is your training, but I have yet to see your High Legionnaire ever move so gracefully."
Gudbrand swings Shyair out then spins her right back into his arms.
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Tylanthriel slowly empties his lungs.
Lithyia asks, "So you have matchmaking abilities you dont share with me?"
Uniana glances dubiously at Aureliano.
Lithyia says, "I see how it is."
Jaysehn says, speaking to Lithyia, "I would just blame Fate...but since she is volunteering to be blamed...."
Lithyia laughs!
Katness just arrived.
Katness helps herself to a poached sugar-filled pear.
Jaysehn grins.
Katness put a poached sugar-filled pear in her coral orange knapsack.
Falvicar chuckles to himself.
Shyair swings Gudbrand out then spins him right back into her arms.
Traiva proudly says, "My one and only matchmaking."
Lithyia laughs at Traiva!
Katness looks at Erienne and hums.
You quietly whisper to Aureliano, "Thank you."
Traiva says, speaking to Lithyia, "I dare not try again."
Jaysehn says, speaking to Traiva, "Stop while ahead."
Aureliano glances askance at Uniana.
Jaysehn nods at Traiva.
Lithyia says, "Well, I'm fairing poorly on my own."
Lithyia laughs!
Shyair giggles.
Falvicar gazes in amusement at Traiva.
(Teveriel pauses in his conversation to shoot Uniana a wry smile.)
Erienne grins at Katness.
Lithyia takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Tylanthriel says, speaking to Uniana, "He is a humble elf, I am sure he holds back."
Gudbrand dances lightly across the dance floor with Shyair.
You see Lord Teveriel Anduin Vaalor the Heroic Tactician.
He appears to be an Elf.
He is tall in stature and has a hard-muscled physique. He appears to have come of age. He has brooding steel grey eyes and fair skin. He has mid-back length, straight pale blonde hair with several strands pulled forward to rest against his chest. He has a chiseled, angular face, a straight nose and broad shoulders. His steeply arched, dark eyebrows and symmetrical features lend him a dour countenance.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a sleeveless cinereal and onyx brocade cape lined with vivid crimson silk, a thigh-length silvered aqilorn tunic with a framing collar ending in onyx tines, a floriated broad lasimor band anchored on the left ring finger, a pyrographed crimson leather belt, an antiquated lasimor scabbard, some crisp black silk pants with tapered legs, and some low-heeled silver leather boots cuffed in carved onyx brambles.
Vyctus pours himself a mug of thick warm eggnog.
Vyctus takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Falvicar grins at Traiva.
Katness pours herself a mug of thick warm eggnog.
Katness takes a drink from her thick warm eggnog.
Agathilea glances expectantly at Aureliano.
Uniana laughs with delight, her eyes full of merriment.
Katness takes a drink from her thick warm eggnog.
Agathilea appears to be struggling to keep a straight face.
Traiva admits, speaking to Jaysehn, "In truth, I think it was the Spirits conducting through me."
Tylanthriel begins chuckling at Uniana!
Katness takes a drink from her thick warm eggnog.
Jaysehn asks, speaking to Traiva, "Bourbon?"
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring dance.
Jaysehn winks at Traiva.
Qalinor leads Esana in a stately waltz across the floor, before separating with a graceful bow.
Lithyia begins chuckling at Jaysehn!
Jaysehn says, "I jest."
Traiva raises her voice in merry laughter.
Traiva says, speaking lightly to Jaysehn, "There is little a good bourbon cannot solve."
Esana says, speaking humbly to Qalinor, "Thank you, sir. It is always an honor."
Gudbrand bows to Shyair.
Uniana vows, speaking to Tylanthriel, "You have my word on that."
Lithyia agrees with Traiva.
Traiva smugly says, "Just ask Katara."
Qalinor says, speaking to Esana, "Thank you for the dance. It's become almost as much a tradition as the ball."
Qalinor chuckles.
Esana bows her head slightly toward Qalinor as she drops into a deep, respectful curtsy before him.
Tylanthriel nods at Uniana.
Shyair curtsies to Gudbrand.
Elenwyn takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Falvicar breaks out in a silly grin.
Esana laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Esana inclines her head.
Orssus twirls Krystalena gracefully across the dance floor.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Traiva, "Ah...I must send you a bottle of our new wyrwine."
Tylanthriel bows to Uniana.
Gudbrand says, speaking deeply in Elven to Shyair, "Thank you for the dance. You are very light on your feet."
Traiva turns towards Jaysehn and flutters her wings out wide for Jaysehn to see.
Agathilea smiles at Esana.
Traiva says, speaking to Jaysehn, "That would be wonderful."
Vyctus grins at Corlyne.
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
Vyctus takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Shyair says, speaking quietly to Gudbrand, "Thank you for the dance and making it fun."
Jaysehn takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
(Uniana steps back from Tylanthriel and offers him a quick curtsy, grinning all the while.)
Uniana gently smooths the skirts of her gown, coaxing away the wrinkles and restoring the naturally elegant drape of the aqilorn.
The mirror images surrounding Katness undulate and grow stronger.
Katness renews her songs.
Gudbrand smiles at Shyair.
Katness takes a drink from her thick warm eggnog.
Erienne flutters her pristine white fan smoothly, the blades within flashing in glittering arcs within mere breaths of her skin.
Katness takes a drink from her thick warm eggnog.
Shyair quietly says, "There's a few bottles here too."
Erienne takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Traiva says, "I have thought to seek a wine press.. perhaps..."
Gudbrand says, speaking deeply in Elven to Shyair, "The pleasure was mine."
You glance down at your empty hands.
Teveriel gazes admiringly at Uniana.
Traiva smiles at Shyair.
Uniana walks toward Teveriel.
Falvicar leans over and whispers, "How art thou, my Darling?"
Shyair quietly says, "You don't want me making alcohol, I will blow up something."
Vyctus takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Teveriel says, speaking fondly to Uniana, "I never grow tired of witnessing your grace."
The King’s dance with Opalina
Qalinor turns to face Falvicar.
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "I am good."
Uniana rests a gentle hand on Teveriel's arm.
Falvicar smiles at Qalinor.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Shyair, "That wouldn't be entirely undesireable."
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
Krystalena dances lightly across the dance floor with Orssus.
Jaysehn takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
Krystalena swings Orssus out then spins him right back into her arms.
Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.
Krystalena giggles.
Tylanthriel says, speaking to Uniana, "Thank you for the lovely dance. I must return you to your gracious husband."
Shyair says, speaking quietly to Jaysehn, "You should watch me pick boxes then."
Tylanthriel bows to Uniana.
Jaysehn smirks.
Jaysehn nods.
Agathilea glances at Aureliano.
Uniana inclines her head.
Shyair quietly says, "Blasted sulhur traps."
Perigourd pours himself a mug of thick warm eggnog.
Esana glances sharply at Aureliano.
Qalinor asks, speaking to Falvicar, "If your lovely wife is willing, would it offend should I ask her for a dance as a show of unity between our homes?"
Jaysehn says, speaking to Shyair, "I leave that work to professionals."
Teveriel smiles at Tylanthriel.
Teveriel inclines his head.
Malinya furrows her brow.
Shyair says, speaking quietly to Jaysehn, "Professionals.... right....."
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
Tylanthriel grins at Teveriel.
Falvicar says, speaking in Elven to Qalinor, "I would take no offense. Tis up to my wife though."
Falvicar smiles at Qalinor.
Tylanthriel bows to Teveriel.
Lithyia takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Qalinor nods.
Perigourd takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Lithyia folds her hands.
Qalinor turns to face you.
You curtsy to Qalinor.
Aureliano comments, speaking quietly to Esana, "Sincere words, with a slight joke at the end."
Tylanthriel strides over to stand before Teveriel.
Esana laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Qalinor says, speaking to you, "Lady Jalcon, would you do me the honor of a dance. I think some may find we are not so different as they think."
Traiva takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
Tylanthriel says, speaking to Teveriel, "Thank you sir, your lady."
You quietly say, "It would be my honor."
Uniana whispers something to Teveriel.
Uniana fans herself lightly with her crimson silk fan, the small bladepoints within glittering like a trail of twinkling stardust over her skin as she takes on a subtly studious expression.
Falvicar takes the edge of his night-hued silk cape and holds it out, as he bows low in a courtly fashion.
Corlyne takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Perigourd cocks his head at Jaysehn.
Malinya nods in agreement at Alenwyn.
You leave Falvicar's group.
You join Qalinor.
Qalinor smiles.
(Falvicar takes a few steps back to allow Qalinor to dance with Opalina.)
Aureliano nods encouragingly at Agathilea.
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Gudbrand sways to and fro as he dances.
Agathilea blushes a pink shade at Aureliano.
Vyctus grins at Corlyne.
Traiva takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Perigourd begins chuckling at Jaysehn!
Uniana smiles broadly as she lowers her fan to flutter near her collarbone.
Vyctus asks, speaking politely to Corlyne, "Would you like to dance?"
Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.
Qalinor leans over and whispers, “I think you’ll find there is a certain element in both our cities that wants to hold onto the past hatreds. Perhaps we can help dispel some of that.”
Vyctus grins at Corlyne.
Jaysehn smiles quietly to himself.
Uniana glances at Vyctus.
Laermeluion nods understandingly.
Shyair ponders.
Lady Shyair strides away moving out.
Corlyne laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Laermeluion takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
Aureliano nods cheerfully to you.
Lithyia glances at a bright copper cart.
Alenwyn casually glances around the room.
Corlyne says, speaking amusedly to Vyctus, "I would love to."
Malinya casually observes her surroundings.
Lithyia ponders.
Vyctus grins mischievously.
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
The mirror images surrounding Laermeluion undulate and grow stronger.
Laermeluion renews his songs.
Malinya leans to her left slightly.
Agathilea smiles at Corlyne.
Vyctus nods at Corlyne.
Malinya squints.
Elenwyn nods at Alenwyn.
Jaysehn nods in agreement at Perigourd.
Qalinor Leads you onto the dance floor and takes position facing her, arms outstretched and linked with hers.
Perigourd takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Lithyia helps herself to a poached sugar-filled pear.
Malinya nods with satisfaction.
Agathilea glances at Malinya.
Agathilea smiles.
Lithyia takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
You agree with Qalinor.
Perigourd nods at Jaysehn.
Uniana comments, speaking to Jiarine, "That gown is fetching."
Traiva takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
The air calms down around Alenwyn.
Jiarine dryly says, "I do try."
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long forgotten to the surface of your mind.
Perigourd appears less confident.
Falvicar smiles at you.
Tylanthriel says, speaking to Uniana, "If you will excuse me, I must grav another drink."
Jaysehn nods at Perigourd.
Uniana nods politely at Tylanthriel.
Tylanthriel takes a few steps toward a bright copper cart.
Qalinor Begins a series of measured steps in a traditional Vaalorian folk dance, you easily follows along, matching each step perfectly.
Elenwyn takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Agathilea smiles at you.
You whisper, "I believe there are those who do not understand the peace that we have is good and fruitful for both our towns." to your group.
Tylanthriel pours himself a glass of blueberry juice.
Jaysehn peers quizzically at Perigourd.
Agathilea applauds.
Alenwyn nods with satisfaction.
Agathilea smiles at Qalinor.
Perigourd takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Falvicar gazes with awe at his surroundings.
Vyctus smiles and leads Corlyne to the dance floor, then takes a moment to observe the dancing before trying his best to follow suit.
The musicians strike up an old romantic ballad.
Laermeluion takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
Vyctus whispers something to Corlyne.
Laermeluion folds his hands behind his back.
Lady Shyair just arrived, striding along.
Lithyia takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
Katness says, "Thank you for having us tonight."
Katness smiles.
Qalinor whispers, "I agree, there are always those that will stir fear to feed their own goals. A few shadows crossing the sky has not hurt anyone."
Agathilea says, speaking to Falvicar, "Very nice dancing out there."
Malinya surveys the area.
Agathilea smiles at Falvicar.
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Agathilea applauds.
Aureliano applauds.
Tylanthriel begins chuckling at Esana!
Esana applauds politely.
Elenwyn applauds.
Qalinor quickens the pace as his feet begin to fly. Not to be outdone, you effortlessly matches the King, her feet a blur.
Perigourd nods knowingly at Jaysehn.
Malinya applauds.
Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.
Falvicar blushes a crimson shade at Traiva.
Qalinor chuckles.
Agathilea appears to be struggling to keep a straight face.
Qalinor says, "I get lost sometimes."
Squire Legionnaire Elenwyn just went out.
Shyair quietly says, "A few people might show up after getting spells."
Qalinor says, "And carried away."
Malinya glances out.
Katness just went out.
Qalinor pants.
Tylanthriel whispers something to Esana.
Erienne laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring dance.
Erienne takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Shyair pours herself a large glass of cherry lemonade.
Shyair offers Qalinor a large glass of cherry lemonade.
Agathilea winks at Krystalena.
Tylanthriel whispers something to Esana.
Falvicar looks over at Traiva and shakes his head.
Krystalena laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
You whisper, "I hope that the trades are going well with the Cove? we have lost contact with them but I don't feel it is because of the trade.. but because of another." to your group.
Uniana looks at Aureliano blankly, at a loss to express herself.
Qalinor leaves the dance floor.
Shyair quietly says, "To cool off with."
Qalinor accepts Shyair's cherry lemonade.
Uniana caresses the edges of her collarbone with her open crimson silk fan, the triad of slender blades gleaming against her flesh.
Teveriel casually glances to his left.
Qalinor says, speaking to Shyair, "Thank you."
Falvicar smiles at you.
Vyctus turns to face Corlyne.
Falvicar smiles at Qalinor.
Shyair says, speaking quietly to Qalinor, "You are most welcome."
Vyctus dances lightly across the dance floor with Corlyne.
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
Tylanthriel nods understandingly at Esana.
Lithyia takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
Perigourd takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Traiva closes her fan with a flick of her wrist.
Traiva places her glowbark fan on her wrist and ties it there securely.
Qalinor whispers, "We have seen a steady increase in both imports and exports since Mistwatch opened. The Cove has been a wonderful destination for our wool and grains."
Shyair quietly says, "Too bad Torbot isn't into gatherings, he does a lot for Ta'Vaalor."
Falvicar wiggles his ears.
Tylanthriel bows to Esana and extends his arm for her to take.
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring dance.
Jaysehn takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
Esana joins Tylanthriel's group.
Vyctus dips Corlyne dramatically then pulls her back into his arms.
Orssus pours himself a mug of thick warm eggnog.
Esana sways to and fro as she dances.
Orssus stares at a mug of thick warm eggnog on a bright copper cart.
Uniana nods approvingly.
Jaysehn ponders.
Tylanthriel dances lightly across the dance floor with Esana.
Corlyne chuckles.
Teveriel kindly says, "We are all grateful to Torbot and his fellows for their services."
Uniana nods in agreement at Teveriel.
Shyair ponders.
Uniana cocks her head at Lithyia.
Jaysehn says, "I fear I must take my leave early. The tide is right and I must be underway before it is out."
Traiva flutters her wings at Jaysehn.
Perigourd turns toward Jaysehn and renders a sharp salute with his dark maoral pipe.
Orssus says, "I don't know that I've ever seen Torbot dance."
Tylanthriel twirls Esana gracefully across the dance floor.
Teveriel nods understandingly at Jaysehn.
Shyair quietly says, "Maybe find him a new fishing spot or something."
Aureliano nods politely at Jaysehn.
Qalinor whispers, "I hope the tensions have not been too tough on the council members thus far."
Agathilea nods politely at Jaysehn.
Perigourd says, "Fair sailing."
Traiva says, speaking to Jaysehn, "Travel safely."
Jaysehn nods.
Lithyia curtsies to Jaysehn.
Lithyia waves to Jaysehn.
Teveriel says, speaking to Jaysehn, "Take care, Commodore."
Straightening her back, Corlyne gives a formal, low curtsy to Jaysehn. She inclines her head as well, giving Jaysehn a brief nod.
Lithyia says, "Be safe."
Aureliano says, "It is always good to see you, my friend. Safe travels."
Falvicar waves to Jaysehn.
Jaysehn bows respectfully before Qalinor, his eyes fixed firmly on the ground.
Lithyia nods at Jaysehn.
Uniana says, speaking to Jaysehn, "Fair Winds and I will have our cook package that for Akenna with haste."
Shyair quietly says, "I know he's funny in a fishing contest."
Aureliano nods at Jaysehn.
Corlyne says, speaking to Jaysehn, "Send my regards to your wife."
Orssus pours himself a glass of blueberry juice.
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Uniana, "You are too kind."
Orssus offers Krystalena a glass of blueberry juice.
Krystalena accepts Orssus's blueberry juice.
Orssus smiles at Krystalena.
Jaysehn says, speaking to Corlyne, "I shall and thank you."
Krystalena smiles at Orssus.
Orssus takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Jaysehn gives a quick nod and tips his hat.
Commodore Jaysehn just went out.
You whisper, "Though I can not speak for all, I will continue to voice the fair trade and good friendship between our two cities to the Icemule's council and Mayor." to your group.
Orssus takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Shyair quietly says, "If you outfish him he gets really funny."
Lithyia nods at Uniana.
Tylanthriel whispers something to Esana.
Tylanthriel dances lightly across the dance floor with Esana.
Orssus says, "Ooh, brandy..."
Krystalena takes a drink from her blueberry juice.
Lithyia grins at Uniana.
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
Vyctus agrees with Corlyne.
Corlyne gazes in amusement at Vyctus.
Vyctus takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Qalinor whispers, "It is appreciated. I apologize this was not a more formal visit but we both have certain factions to... control."
Lithyia nods at Uniana.
Lithyia giggles to herself. Erienne helps herself to a handful of chocolate-dipped blueberries.
(Traiva's foot lightly taps along with the music, her toe barely peeking out from the hem of her gown.)
Qalinor disbands his group.
Falvicar looks at you and hums.
The mirror images surrounding Laermeluion undulate and grow stronger.
Laermeluion renews his songs.
Vyctus takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Krystalena nods at Orssus.
Lithyia takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
Agathilea's spirits are no longer lifted.
The air stops shimmering around Agathilea.
Aureliano whispers, "You danced with grace, town councilor. Despite your earlier concerns, it does not seem you needed any tutelage."
Krystalena takes a drink from her blueberry juice.
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
Tylanthriel swings Esana out then spins her right back into his arms.
Orssus appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Krystalena stares at Orssus.
Agathilea glances at Orssus.
The King Speaks with Perigourd
Qalinor exclaims, speaking to Perigourd, "Now there's a man after my own heart. A pipe and a drink!"
Vyctus says, speaking quietly to Corlyne, "My thanks for the dance, Lady Lancre."
Krystalena shakes her head.
Vyctus grins at Corlyne.
Uniana gets a blank look on her face.
Qalinor says, speaking to Perigourd, "Welcome."
Perigourd bows to Qalinor.
Corlyne says, speaking formally to Vyctus, "The pleasure was mine, Lord Scio."
Corlyne flashes a quick grin at Vyctus.
Krystalena takes a drink from her blueberry juice.
Lithyia takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
Shyair stretches.
Orssus takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
Falvicar leans over and whispers, "My Queen.." he whispers teasingly and then continues, "that was quite impressive. I wish I can learn how to dance like that."
Shyair helps herself to a rounded warm crabcake.
Tylanthriel dances lightly across the dance floor with Esana.
Malinya twiddles her thumbs.
Lithyia agrees with Uniana.
Perigourd says, speaking to Qalinor, "I much appreciate the opportunity to indulge in your hospitality. It's not often I find myself this way but of late it's been most welcoming."
Shyair takes a bite of her warm crabcake.
Shyair takes a bite of her warm crabcake.
Shyair takes a bite of her warm crabcake.
Agathilea smiles at Perigourd.
Shyair helps herself to some chive and garlic buttered bread.
Lithyia grins at Uniana.
Lithyia chuckles.
Jiarine folds her hands.
You hear very soft footsteps.
Shyair quietly says, "Kinda garlic bread, I'm here for it, and the avoidiing of kisses."
You hear very soft footsteps.
Shyair takes a bite of her garlic buttered bread.
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "You dance wonderfully."
Lithyia nods at Uniana.
Shyair takes a bite of her garlic buttered bread.
Lithyia smiles.
Shyair takes a bite of her garlic buttered bread.
You move to Falvicar's side and twine your fingers with his.
Krystalena takes a drink from her blueberry juice.
Falvicar gazes at you lovingly and you can't help but smile back in return.
Lithyia takes a bite of her sugar-filled pear.
Traiva begins chortling at Shyair.
Uniana turns to face Teveriel.
Jiarine helps herself to a brittle white chocolate wafer.
Tylanthriel grins at Esana nervously.
Lithyia folds her hands.
Jiarine sniffs at her chocolate wafer.
Shyair quietly asks, "What?"
Uniana drops smoothly into a deep curtsy before Teveriel, sweeping her arms grandly to her sides.
Jiarine takes a bite of her chocolate wafer.
The musicians end on a soft and gentle note.
Qalinor says, speaking to Perigourd, "That is a pleasure to hear. Spread the word that we aren't as stuffy as rumored."
Jiarine agrees with Agathilea.
Agathilea smiles at Jiarine.
Qalinor grins.
Jiarine takes a bite of her chocolate wafer.
Teveriel smiles slowly, noting Uniana's glance.
Teveriel bows deeply at the waist, honoring Uniana.
Falvicar leans over and whispers, "Traiva thinks I can improve some from you."
Falvicar casually glances at Traiva.
Falvicar nods to you.
Shyair quietly says, "Three cheers for not stuffy elves."
Traiva says, speaking teasingly to Shyair, "It amuses me to see one wishing to avoid kisses, when I have seen so many others try desperately to have some."
Perigourd nods knowingly at Qalinor.
Falvicar breaks out in a silly grin.
Gudbrand folds his hands behind his back.
Agathilea grins at Traiva.
Lithyia begins chuckling at Traiva!
Agathilea chuckles.
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "What do you mean!"
Lithyia says, "I feel that was aimed at me."
Krystalena takes a drink from her blueberry juice.
Perigourd asks, speaking to Qalinor, "Do you have a favored tobacco, Sire?"
Lithyia chuckles.
Tylanthriel dips Esana dramatically then pulls her back into his arms.
Perigourd cocks his head at Qalinor.
Traiva says, speaking sincerely to Lithyia, "Not at all."
The very powerful look leaves Traiva.
The white light leaves Traiva.
The dull golden nimbus fades from around Traiva.
The misty halo fades from Traiva.
Deep blue motes swirl away from Traiva and fade.
The deep blue glow leaves Traiva.
Traiva becomes unbalanced for a second, then recovers.
Traiva appears to lose some internal strength.
The powerful look leaves Traiva.
The air calms down around Traiva.
The light blue glow leaves Traiva.
Agathilea says, speaking to Traiva, "There is a story there, I feel."
Lady Aphaedra just arrived.
Lithyia says, "I do not have tons of mistletoe stored away."
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
Shyair says, speaking quietly to Traiva, "THe sheer amount of times I've watching people .... being romantic, is enough to live viariously through them."
Agathilea turns an inquisitive ear toward Traiva.
Lithyia says, "No, no i do not."
Lithyia grins.
Your breathing becomes more shallow.
The dully illuminated mantle protecting you begins to falter, then completely fades away.
The powerful look leaves you.
The dim aura fades from around you.
Falvicar leans over and whispers, "Ohh I'll tell you later. I mean no harm nor her. I'm sure she was teasing."
Lithyia glances at her fox fur mantle.
Aphaedra grins.
Traiva murmurs, speaking quietly to Lithyia, "I rather have someone else in mind."
Esana agrees with Tylanthriel.
Falvicar nods.
Falvicar nods.
Falvicar nuzzles his face against yours.
Aphaedra curtsies to Qalinor.
Agathilea smiles at Lithyia.
Lithyia smirks at Traiva.
Agathilea beams happily at Aphaedra!
Lithyia grins at Agathilea.
Agathilea gives Aphaedra a friendly hug.
Aphaedra hugs Agathilea.
Traiva begins chortling at Shyair.
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "Okay my darling."
Shyair quietly says, "And then there was a rumor that I was involved with the grand guild master."
Erienne fans herself lightly with her pristine white fan, the small bladepoints within glittering like a trail of twinkling stardust over her skin as she takes on a subtly studious expression.
Agathilea exclaims, speaking to Aphaedra, "Hello!"
(Teveriel leads Uniana arm-in-arm to the midst of the dance floor, the metallic tones of their aqilorn garments shimmering in the ambient light.)
Traiva turns to face Shyair.
Aphaedra says, "Qal Greetings, King Qalinor."
Traiva exclaims, speaking eagerly to Shyair, "Do tell!"
Aphaedra's cheeks flush with a soft shade of apricot.
Aphaedra leans on Agathilea.
Agathilea nods encouragingly at Aphaedra.
Orssus begins chuckling at Krystalena!
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long forgotten to the surface of your mind.
Falvicar whispers, "But in shortness.... she said you picked up the dance of Vaalorians quite well and should teach me."
Esana nods at Tylanthriel.
Falvicar steals a kiss as he sways with you across the dance floor.
Perigourd brings the dark maoral pipe to his lips and inhales deeply of its currant-scent, then abruptly exhales some dark streams of smoke from his nose.
Tylanthriel dances lightly across the dance floor with Esana.
Corlyne takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Falvicar winks at Traiva.
Shyair quietly says, "I'm friends with the guild master and I was just a poor waif and he helped me become the rogue I am today as well as a few other friends and everyone thinks we have a thing."
Lithyia glances at Traiva.
Traiva asks, speaking innocently to Shyair, "Is that not how one gets ahead, over hard work and talent?"
Traiva grins impishly.
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
Agathilea appears to be struggling to keep a straight face as she glances at Traiva.
Lithyia chuckles.
Lithyia shakes her head.
Agathilea agrees with Lithyia.
Esana nods at Tylanthriel.
Agathilea grins.
Lithyia begins chuckling at Traiva!
Qalinor says, speaking to Perigourd, "I do not remember the name, but I received some as a gift when I was stationed in Ta'Nalfein that was remarkable. I have long since given up ever finding it again though."
Lithyia grins at Agathilea.
Tylanthriel dips Esana dramatically then pulls her back into his arms.
Shyair quietly says, "I work hard to gain my skills."
Perigourd looks thoughtfully at Qalinor.
Aphaedra applauds Tylanthriel.
(Uniana purses her lips and shakes her head, focusing her attention solely on Teveriel. As they move together in a slow, romantic waltz her neutral expression softens with a gentle smile.)
Traiva says, speaking gently to Shyair, "I do tease you with my last remark."
Shyair quietly says, "He just found me a bit of an idiot to begin with and helped me."
Aphaedra exclaims, speaking to Tylanthriel, "Make those wings touch the floor!"
Traiva softly says, "I hope I did not offend."
Agathilea grins.
The opalescent aura fades from around Traiva.
The brilliant aura fades away from Traiva.
Traiva appears less confident.
The air shivers about Traiva, glistening faintly before stilling to normalcy.
Traiva begins to breathe less deeply.
The dim aura fades from around Traiva.
Qalinor says, speaking to Perigourd, "I am certain it was something local, and not widely distributed."
Shyair quietly says, "I'm not offended."
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
Lithyia nods at Agathilea.
Traiva gives a sigh of relief.
Aphaedra gives Lithyia a friendly hug.
Tylanthriel grins at Esana.
Tylanthriel dances lightly across the dance floor with Esana.
Shyair quietly says, "I don't think I can be offended for myself."
Aureliano whispers, "You danced with grace, town councilor. Despite your earlier concerns, it does not seem you needed any tutelage. (repeat in case you missed it in the scroll)."
Lithyia beams happily at Aphaedra!
Esana laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Perigourd nods.
Aphaedra exclaims, "Lith I am so glad you are well aquainted with my dear friend Agathilea!"
Shyair quietly says, "Waste of energy."
Lithyia giggles to herself.
Erienne put a gold-bladed pristine white fan in her ivory silk wrist-purse.
Erienne just closed a gathered glass-beaded ivory silk wrist-purse.
Krystalena sways to and fro as she dances.
Traiva says, speaking softly to Shyair, "I have heard many of those rumours bandied about others, that they only achieved success through dubious means."
Qalinor whispers, "Thank you for taking the time to speak with me off the record. I feel confident that we share a vision for the future."
Lithyia says, "We are enjoying a nice chat."
Lithyia nods.
Aphaedra grins.
Perigourd says, speaking to Qalinor, "Mayhaps some day I can find a merchant from the the city with a selection then."
Lithyia grins.
Shyair snorts!
Shyair quietly says, "Not one of them."
Perigourd says, speaking to Qalinor, "If so I'll make sure you have some sent to you."
Alenwyn appears less secure.
The musicians strike up an old romantic ballad.
Perigourd smiles at Qalinor.
Agathilea says, speaking to Aphaedra, "We have only just met, but I tell you...there is kinship of spirit there. Fair warning."
Alenwyn begins to breathe less deeply.
Agathilea winks at Aphaedra.
Malinya surveys the area.
Shyair quietly says, "I was taught pay it forward."
Alenwyn appears less confident.
Lithyia nods at Agathilea.
Lithyia says, "Indeed."
You quietly whisper to Aureliano, "I was a babbling mess But I was absolutely stumbling."
Master Dallanoth just arrived.
Lithyia smirks.
Agathilea grins at Traiva.
Aureliano nods slightly at Laermeluion.
Traiva laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Aphaedra says, speaking to Lithyia, "After last night's party I thought I should make an appearance. Any excuse to wear a gown is a good one."
Malinya glances out.
Shyair quietly says, "So I buy supplies for people starting out."
Aphaedra grins at Agathilea.
Shyair turns to Dallanoth and cheers!
Lithyia laughs at Aphaedra!
Shyair quietly says, "You found it."
(Teveriel's hand rests gently at the small of Uniana's back as he leads her in the slow, sweeping dance. His own countenance holds a quiet, relaxed expression as he gazes into her eyes.)
Shyair leans on Dallanoth, giving him a companionable grin.
Aphaedra exclaims, speaking to Agathilea, "I ecourage it!"
Qalinor says, speaking to Perigourd, "I will never say no to that."
Qalinor grins.
Perigourd grins.
Agathilea begins chuckling at Aphaedra!
Aureliano whispers, "My eyes noted no such thing."
Perigourd nods knowingly.
Aphaedra nods at Dallanoth.
Lithyia says, "I no longer need excuses to overdress."
Jiarine just arrived. Wait, wasn't she here already?
Jiarine no longer bristles with energy.
Shyair quietly says, "This is my buddy people rumored about, Dallanoth."
Lithyia says, "I passed that point many years ago."
Lithyia laughs!
Agathilea grins at Lithyia.
Lithyia says, "But I must say...wearing all this..is heavy."
Tylanthriel begins chuckling at Esana!
Lithyia chuckles.
Gudbrand seems to lose some dexterity.
Traiva curtsies gracefully to Dallanoth.
Aphaedra says, speaking to Lithyia, "To be honest, me neither. I fight pirates in gowns. It throws them off."
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
Lithyia says, "And all the mistletoe I am carrying."
Lithyia chuckles.
Tylanthriel dances lightly across the dance floor with Esana.
Dallanoth says, "Eveing everyone."
Lithyia says, "For tomorrow."
You quietly whisper to Qalinor, "Thank you Your grace, I hope that vision grows and takes us far."
Shyair sways to and fro as she dances
Lithyia grins.
The mirror images surrounding Laermeluion undulate and grow stronger.
Laermeluion renews his songs.
Agathilea nods in greeting at Dallanoth.
Esana nods understandingly.
Lithyia laughs at Aphaedra!
Traiva graciously says, "Your ears must have been burning, Master. We were just discussing you."
Perigourd takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Aphaedra curtsies to Alenwyn.
Shyair quietly says, "I told him to come here."
You curtsy to Qalinor.
Vyctus glances around the room.
Agathilea says, speaking pleasantly to Dallanoth, "Good evening, welcome."
Shyair quietly exclaims, "Plus there's holiday shopping!"
Qalinor inclines his head.
(Uniana shares a few murmurs with Teveriel, her lips faintly moving as she spins effortlessly in his arms.)
Lithyia says, "Holiday shopping...the very best shopping."
Lithyia smiles.
Esana nods at Tylanthriel.
Shyair agrees with Lithyia.
Tylanthriel swings Esana out then spins her right back into his arms.
Tylanthriel dips Esana dramatically then pulls her back into his arms.
Agathilea nods in agreement.
Lithyia says, "But holiday gift giving is even better."
Shyair quietly says, "I'm a true social.... moth."
Tylanthriel bows to Esana.
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring dance.
Lithyia says, "And I have certainly been enjoying gift giving."
Dallanoth smiles at Agathilea.
Esana inclines her head.
Traiva says, speaking to Aphaedra, "I have a skirt for pirate fighting. It does not throw them off balance as much as I prefer."
Lithyia chuckles.
Esana says, speaking to Tylanthriel, "Thank you for such a dance."
Aphaedra grins.
Dallanoth asks, speaking to Traiva, "Speaking about me?"
The King dances with Agathilea
Qalinor says, speaking to Agathilea, "I believe my dance card is now free if you are still intrested."
Tylanthriel says, speaking to Esana, "Thank you. You honor me deeply."
Perigourd looks thoughtfully at Traiva.
Esana says, speaking complacently to Tylanthriel, "Most graceful as ever."
Perigourd asks, speaking to Traiva, "What kind of skirt is best for fighting pirates?"
Perigourd cocks his head at Traiva.
Lithyia says, "A short one."
Shyair says, speaking quietly to Dallanoth, "Yeah I told them how people keep thinking we are a thing."
Lithyia glances at Perigourd.
Lithyia laughs!
Traiva says, "Yes, the Lady was telling me how kind you were when she started."
Aphaedra says, speaking to Traiva, "I have one of those as well. I think they expect black leather skirts with high slits so sometimes you have to show up in a gown."
Agathilea exclaims, speaking delightedly to Qalinor, "Of course!"
Qalinor says, speaking to Agathilea, "Though this clumsy old soldier may step on a toe or two."
Perigourd chuckles.
Qalinor winks at Agathilea.
Shyair quietly says, "That too."
Agathilea grins at Qalinor.
Dallanoth begins chuckling at Shyair!
Traiva begins chuckling at Aphaedra!
Aureliano smiles as he watches the Legionnaire join his Sovereign for a dance.
Qalinor grabs Agathilea's hand.
Lithyia says, "I prefer to wear pants when I fight pirates."
Tylanthriel grins at Esana.
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Agathilea says, "And I was worried about injuring my Sovereign."
Shyair quietly says, "The times he's had to drag my dead body...."
Agathilea grins at Qalinor.
Traiva says, speaking to Perigourd, "I find it best to be in a skirt that allows easy movement. And perhaps a hidden blade."
Perigourd muses, speaking to Lithyia, "I expect one could do so in a kilt as well."
Aphaedra says, speaking to Lithyia, "I am sure my husband would agree with you there."
Traiva calmly flutters her wings to an unheard rhythm.
Lithyia grins at Aphaedra.
Perigourd nods in agreement at Traiva.
Lithyia says, "I have never worn a kilt."
Krystalena smiles at Agathilea.
Lithyia says, "But a man in a kilt...that is...nice."
Lithyia nods.
Aphaedra says, speaking to Lithyia, "Jay wears one. He is quite fond of it."
Aphaedra nods at Lithyia.
Lithyia nods at Aphaedra.
Aphaedra says, speaking to Lithyia, "I knew we were a true meeting of minds."
Aphaedra grins at Lithyia.
You hear very soft footsteps.
Lithyia laughs at Aphaedra!
Falvicar nuzzles his face against yours.
Qalinor leads Agathilea onto the dance floor, pulling her into a close, yet formal, embrace.
(Tylanthriel leads Esana off the dance floor and bows towards her once more.)
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
Traiva says, speaking sheepishly to Shyair, "Do not recall that I caught your name, as much as I have enjoyed our banter."
You steal a kiss from Falvicar as you sway with him across the dance floor.
Vyctus says, speaking amusedly to Traiva, "I don't think you are supposed to mention hidden blades in the presence of the King..."
Perigourd brings the dark maoral pipe to his lips and inhales deeply of its currant-scent, then abruptly exhales some dark streams of smoke from his nose.
Agathilea blushes a nice shade of pink.
Tylanthriel slowly empties his lungs.
Traiva introduces, speaking to Shyair, "I am Traiva."
Agathilea tilts her head up.
Shyair says, speaking quietly to Traiva, "I am Shyair Lostborn, Locksmith in training."
Aureliano glances between Vyctus and Traiva.
Traiva smiles at Shyair.
Agathilea smiles at Qalinor.
Shyair curtsies to Traiva.
Traiva says, speaking to Shyair, "A pleasure."
Dallanoth chuckles.
Vyctus says, "Granted, there are enough soldiers here... I don't think it would do much."
Traiva curtsies gracefully to Shyair.
Falvicar ponders.
You quietly whisper to Aureliano, "Thank you for saying so and being such a wonderful support to both our cities."
(Teveriel and Uniana glide across the dance floor, each of their forms orbiting the other until they seem nearly as entwined as the briars they both wear as part of their ensembles.)
Shyair quietly says, "At least I don't have dillusions of what I am."
Falvicar nuzzles his face against yours.
Lithyia asks, "Shyair, you were outside earlier when I was plucking all the mistletoe off that wreath, yes?"
The musicians end on a soft and gentle note.
Shyair nods at Lithyia.
Lithyia giggles.
Lithyia grins.
Malinya says, "There was this one year..."
You draw Falvicar closer into your arms in a slow, romantic dance.
Traiva says, speaking to Vyctus, "If you can think of where I could put a blade in this gown, do tell."
Malinya quickly says, "Nevermind."
Lithyia asks, "Did you get your fill of the candy canes?"
Lithyia raises an eyebrow in Shyair's direction.
An eclipse of spectral moths flutters out from inside Shyair's cape, dropping a white-berried vert mistletoe sprig into her hand.
Lithyia laughs at Traiva!
Falvicar whispers, "I'm sorry my Love. My thoughts are getting carried away slightly. I wonder if he knows I'll be one of the three delegates."
Dallanoth examines Traiva closely, sizing her up and taking note of all the details.
Alenwyn softly giggles.
Shyair quietly says, "No."
Uniana cheerfully comments, "I swear that wreath is the biggest scandal of the season."
Agathilea extends her left arm over her head and dips forward, her other arm arced behind herself. As she pirouettes, the hem of her crimson silk gown floats up airly, briefly veiling her in a drape of epaulette-set plumage before descending in a slow spiral.
Falvicar draws you closer into his arms in a slow, romantic dance.
Dallanoth rubs his chin thoughtfully.
Agathilea smiles at Qalinor.
Traiva giggles at Uniana.
Perigourd takes a moment to observe Traiva.
Lithyia says, "The wreath is the most helpful thing ever..or so I do hope it will be."
Shyair quietly says, "So I want to know...."
Qalinor steps in two, then three, then two, then twirl as Agathilea effortlessly matches each step.
Lithyia says, "It certainly cannot make things worse."
The musicians strike up an old romantic ballad.
Shyair quietly says, "How is a parasitic poisonous plant the symbol of kissing."
Perigourd nods thoughtfully.
Laermeluion smiles.
Lithyia says, "I do not think that deeply about it."
Vyctus chuckles.
Lithyia grins at Shyair.
Orssus grins at Krystalena.
Shyair ponders.
Traiva gives a sidelong glance at Dallanoth.
Tylanthriel whispers something to Esana.
Traiva picks idly at an off-the-shoulder claret velvet gown beaded with golden seed pearls.
Aphaedra asks, speaking to Shyair, "You have never kissed someone poisonous even though you knew it was a bad idea?"
Dallanoth smiles at Traiva.
Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.
Aphaedra grins at Shyair.
Qalinor drops Agathilea into a low dip, before pulling her upright into a close, yet formal, embrace once more.
Traiva begins chortling at Aphaedra.
Malinya rubs her chin thoughtfully.
Lithyia laughs at Aphaedra!
Malinya glances out.
Shyair says, speaking quietly to Aphaedra, "No."
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
Esana whispers something to Tylanthriel.
Agathilea says, speaking surprisedly to Qalinor, "Feels like we left the ground."
Lithyia says, "I dont recommend it, even though I continue to repeat the same mistakes."
Lithyia laughs!
Lithyia nods at Shyair.
Aphaedra says, speaking to Shyair, "You really must. It is a life experience."
Falvicar leans over and whispers, "Hmm.. since I'm married to you.. that makes me a King.. yes my Queen?"
Traiva asks, speaking lightly to Aphaedra, "That is rather a fun sort of danger, no?"
Agathilea glances down.
Shyair quietly says, "I don't kiss."
Falvicar grins impishly at you.
Aphaedra nods at Shyair.
Agathilea blushes a pink shade at Qalinor.
Lithyia blinks.
Qalinor steps in two, then three, then two, then twirl as Agathilea embraces the dance, embellishing perfectly with her own flourishes.
Shyair quietly says, "Or any of that.... stuff."
Dallanoth mutters she-bites.
Lithyia says, "Oh."
Aphaedra exclaims, speaking to Shyair, "Then by all means, no poisonous kisses for you!"
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "Only at home."
You tilt your head and toss an inviting wink in Falvicar's direction.
Lithyia agrees with Aphaedra.
Shyair ponders.
(Uniana absently traces over the tines along Teveriel's collar before their movements slow and take a few measured steps back from each other.)
Tylanthriel whispers something to Esana.
(Aphaedra gnashes her teeth at Dallanoth with a chuckle.)
Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.
Aphaedra says, speaking to Dallanoth, "I wasn't sure which of us you meant."
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
Aureliano asks, speaking curiously to you, "Are you and your husband staying long, or just visiting for the evening?"
Shyair quietly says, "I have threatened Dezter with a carrot."
Uniana sinks down in a deep curtsy before Teveriel, her lashes lowered.
Aphaedra laughs at Shyair!
Lithyia asks, "A carrot?"
Traiva says, speaking softly to Dallanoth, "I hope you do not mind my admiration of your boots. The heels are quite stunning."
Dallanoth says, speaking to Aphaedra, "Not you."
Aphaedra says, speaking to Shyair, "You know... I do not believe my brother eats vegetables."
Agathilea smiles at Qalinor.
Shyair quietly says, "He ate his veggies.... then went and died and sank his boat."
Esana whispers something to Tylanthriel.
Shyair shakes her head.
Aphaedra says, speaking to Shyair, "A good threat."
Gudbrand returns to normal color.
Dallanoth smiles at Traiva.
Teveriel smiles almost wistfully as he and Uniana end their dance, returning her curtsy with a courtly bow. You say, speaking quietly to Aureliano, "We were visiting for the evening."
Uniana says, speaking reverently to Teveriel, "Thank you."
Tylanthriel whispers something to Esana.
Vyctus grins at Corlyne.
Tylanthriel grins at Esana.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Gudbrand.
Uniana tilts her head up.
Corlyne chuckles.
Esana nods in agreement.
Dallanoth asks, speaking to Traiva, "Thank you, i am sure you know of Akenna?"
Traiva smiles brightly.
(Falvicar raises Opalina up suddenly, and he carefully moves in a circle while holding her, before bringing her down slowly.. ending it in a dip down to the floor before pulling her back into his arms.)
You say, speaking quietly to Aureliano, "But we are not in a rush."
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long forgotten to the surface of your mind.
Qalinor lifts Agathilea high above his head as he turns slowly once, twice, then one final time as he lowers Agathilea into a close, yet formal embrace once more.
Lithyia asks, "Who doesnt know of Akenna?"
Teveriel responds, speaking tenderly to Uniana, "Always."
Lithyia laughs!
Uniana's fingers trace aimless designs over the aqilorn of her gown.
Traiva says, speaking to Dallanoth, "She is a dear friend."
Agathilea breathlessly exclaims, "Oh!"
Jignature squeak
You release a tiny squeak of surprise!
Agathilea smiles at Qalinor.
Shyair quietly asks, "Who's Akenna?"
Traiva says, "You missed the mention earlier that her marriage is my fault."
Agathilea chuckles.
Aureliano asks, speaking sincerely to you, "I am sorry to hear that. Could I convince you to stay the evening as a guest and join with us tomorrow for food?"
Aphaedra applauds Qalinor.
Dallanoth tries fruitlessly to rub off some of the blood from his boots.
Traiva says, speaking to Shyair, "Akenna is Jaysehn's, the Commodore's, wife, and a master cordwainer."
The mirror images surrounding Laermeluion undulate and grow stronger.
Laermeluion renews his songs.
Lithyia says, "Akenna makes fabulous footwear."
Qalinor steps back from Agathilea and bows deeply at the waist before leading her off the dance floor.
Lithyia nods.
Dallanoth says, speaking to Traiva, "She does fine work."
Tylanthriel attempts to hum a merry little tune.
Dallanoth grins.
Perigourd says, speaking to Traiva, "Among other things."
Perigourd nods in agreement at Traiva.
Krystalena smiles Agathilea and Qalinor
Shyair quietly asks, "Cord....wainer?"
Agathilea drops smoothly into a deep curtsy before Qalinor, sweeping her arms grandly to her sides.
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
Lithyia says, "Shoemaker."
Shyair squints.
Lithyia nods at Shyair.
Shyair quietly exclaims, "Oh!"
Traiva says, speaking to Shyair, "She designs footwear, besides making it."
You ask, speaking quietly to Falvicar, "Would you like to stay My darling?"
Lithyia says, "They fit your feet perfectly. Her shoes are perfection."
Shyair quietly says, "I don't have the patienced or funds for special stuff."
(Uniana leads Teveriel towards Vyctus and Corlyne.)
Shyair quietly says, "My shoe fits perfectly."
Traiva bashfully says, "I am attempting to follow in her footsteps, so to speak."
Lithyia says, "You will get there."
Lithyia nods at Traiva.
Shyair takes a pair of astonishing blue silk slippers studded with onyx scarabs off her feet.
The silvery luminescence fades from around Gudbrand.
Dallanoth begins chuckling at Traiva!
Agathilea begins chuckling at Qalinor!
The bright luminescence fades from around Gudbrand.
Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.
Shyair shows Traiva her blue silk slippers.
The glowing specks of energy surrounding Gudbrand suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
Vyctus smiles at Uniana.
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long forgotten to the surface of your mind.
Gudbrand seems a bit less imposing.
(Traiva lifts her skirts slightly to show off her shoes.)
Aphaedra says, speaking to Shyair, "That makes me so sad. I have almost as many pairs of shoes as I have glowns."
Vyctus bows deeply at the waist, honoring Uniana.
Traiva says, speaking to Lithyia, "It is a fair enough attempt."
Lithyia nods at Aphaedra.
Corlyne kisses Uniana tenderly, first on one cheek, then the other.
Lithyia nods at Traiva.
Agathilea smiles at Qalinor.
Shyair quietly says, "This is my red spidersilk gown dyed blue."
Lithyia agrees with Traiva.
Shyair slips a pair of astonishing blue silk slippers studded with onyx scarabs onto her feet. They appear to fit perfectly.
Vyctus pleasantly says, "Cousins, a pleasure to have your company."
Corlyne whispers something to Uniana.
Traiva laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement from Shyair.
Qalinor says, speaking to Agathilea, "It's always because of my partner."
Qalinor winks at Agathilea.
Shyair pouts. Krystalena leans softly against Orssus.
Agathilea blushes a pink hue to the tips of her ears.
You quietly whisper to Aureliano, "I think he is thinking about his plans.."
Shyair quietly says, "I suddenly feel like less of a woman but my locker is full."
Agathilea inclines her head.
Traiva says, speaking to Shyair, "My seamstress would love to work for you. Your wardrobe must be much easier to attend than mine."
Aphaedra looks over at Shyair and shakes her head.
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
Falvicar says, speaking in Elven to you, "I'm not against my Love, though I'd hope we'd head back home afterward. I still have much work to do with my katana and will be recovered enough to continue to work on it tomorrow as it were."
An eclipse of moths takes Shyair's vert mistletoe sprig from her, disappearing inside her cape.
Dallanoth says, "I just realized i am woefully under dressed."
Teveriel says, speaking casually to Vyctus, "Hello again, Lord Scio; Lady Feynde."
Shyair grins at Dallanoth.
Shyair quietly says, "Nah."
Perigourd looks over at Dallanoth and shakes his head.
Aphaedra says, speaking to Shyair, "You just have more money than all of us, I bet."
Teveriel asks, speaking lightly to Vyctus, "Staying out of 'trouble'?"
Shyair quietly says, "But look you have lots of things to feed your rat."
Perigourd says, speaking to Dallanoth, "One cannot be so when in my company."
Perigourd chuckles.
Shyair quietly says, "I have one million."
Agathilea winks at Krystalena.
Vyctus glances at Corlyne.
Agathilea appears to be struggling to keep a straight face.
Traiva asks, speaking to Teveriel, "Would Vyctus ever stay out of trouble?"
Krystalena giggles at Agathilea.
Aphaedra asks, speaking to Qalinor, "My dear king, do you have an open dance card?"
Falvicar says, speaking in Elven to you, "In four or five days, I should have enough to strength to put the fourth cast of sanctification upon it."
Vyctus says, speaking to Teveriel, "With Corlyne here? I mean, I'm doing my best."
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Dallanoth smiles at Perigourd.
Vyctus grins at Teveriel.
Teveriel gravely says, "It seems increasingly unlikely."
Dallanoth grins at Krystalena.
Teveriel glances over his shoulder at Traiva.
Shyair picks up a frosted blue glass bottle.
Shyair offers Dallanoth a frosted blue glass bottle.
Falvicar nods to you.
Teveriel smirks at Vyctus.
The King dances with Aphaedra
Qalinor says, speaking to Aphaedra, "I believe I do have an open spot."
Qalinor grabs Aphaedra's hand.
Shyair quietly says, "Have a drink."
Dallanoth accepts Shyair's blue glass bottle.
Aphaedra smiles at Qalinor.
Shyair quietly says, "From last nights party."
Agathilea says, speaking demurely to Qalinor, "Thank you, my Sovereign."
Dallanoth sniffs at his blue glass bottle.
Shyair quietly says, "Apparently there's another party tomorrow."
Malinya lets out a sigh of relief.
Traiva looks at Teveriel and hums.
Malinya glances out.
You say, speaking quietly to Aureliano, "We would be honored to join you."
Aphaedra exclaims, speaking to Qalinor, "Excellent!"
Aureliano inclines his head.
Agathilea smiles at Aphaedra.
Vyctus grins at Traiva.
Tylanthriel takes a drink from his blueberry juice.
Shyair quietly asks, "What's the party tomorrow for and where?"
Dallanoth takes a drink from his blue glass bottle.
The musicians strike up an old romantic ballad.
Agathilea smiles at Krystalena.
Vyctus says, speaking to Traiva, "I stay out of trouble sometimes."
Vyctus nods.
Teveriel leans on Uniana, resting his hand upon her shoulder.
Qalinor says, speaking to Aureliano, “Leave your dance card open High Legionnaire. I may just take next spot.”
Traiva says, speaking playfully to Teveriel, "One of my oddly varied skills is recognizing troublemakers."
Qalinor chuckles.
Aphaedra giggles at Qalinor.
Agathilea begins chuckling at Qalinor!
Traiva deadpans, speaking to Vyctus, "When you sleep?"
Uniana smirks at Aureliano.
Shyair holds out her hand and invites Dallanoth to dance.
Perigourd chuckles.
Shyair giggles.
Krystalena exclaims, "Oh yeah! Go for another stomp dance!"
Opalina and Falvicar invited to spend the night as guests
Aureliano says, speaking to you, "The High Priestess has been kind enough to offer to allow you to stay at the Ilynov manor as our guests."
Aphaedra asks, speaking to Qalinor, "He does look like he is a good dancer, doesn't he?"
Uniana leans against Teveriel, resting her head on his chest and turning her eyes to meet his.
Agathilea says, speaking to Aureliano, "I should like to see this dance."
Aureliano nods respectfully at Qalinor.
Vyctus says, speaking to Traiva, "No, not then."
Dallanoth says, speaking to Traiva, "Keep practicing then."
Agathilea nods at Aureliano.
Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.
Vyctus laughs softly, trying to hide his amusement.
Corlyne surreptitiously glances at Vyctus.
Traiva raises her voice at Dallanoth in merry laughter.
Aureliano says, speaking to Qalinor, "I would not turn down the offer, sir."
Vyctus grins at Corlyne.
Corlyne chuckles.
Shyair dances lightly across the dance floor with Dallanoth.
Agathilea smiles.
Laermeluion chuckles.
You gasp.
Falvicar tilts his head toward Aureliano, examining him intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly.
Shyair swings Dallanoth out then spins him right back into her arms.
Agathilea grins at Laermeluion.
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
You beam!
Dallanoth says, "Oh my."
Traiva pouts, "Are you finding fault with my show of skill so far?"
Traiva glances at Dallanoth.
Uniana pours herself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Uniana offers Teveriel a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Teveriel nods almost imperceptibly at Uniana.
Agathilea begins chuckling at Laermeluion!
Shyair dances lightly across the dance floor with Dallanoth.
Teveriel smiles slightly.
Teveriel accepts Uniana's rose-infused champagne.
Dallanoth begins chuckling at Traiva!
Vyctus asks, speaking to Uniana, "How are you enjoying the ball cousin?"
Dallanoth smiles at Shyair.
Vyctus smiles at Uniana.
Vyctus says, "If you noticed, I have not caused a scene."
Qalinor leads Aphaedra onto the dance floor. Taking up positions beside each other, they begin a lively step in time with the music.
Lithyia grins at Vyctus.
Agathilea smiles at Vyctus.
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
Dallanoth leans on Shyair, giving her a companionable grin.
Agathilea applauds.
Agathilea smiles at Aphaedra.
Aphaedra winks at Agathilea.
Shyair swings Dallanoth out then spins him right back into her arms.
Uniana casually observes her surroundings.
Krystalena asks, speaking to Orssus, "Wouldn't it be neat to see all of the men doing a big dance of some sort like a stomp dance?"
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "Which one is the high priestess?"
Traiva says, speaking knowingly to Vyctus, "The best trouble causes no scene at all."
Agathilea flashes a wide grin at Krystalena.
Traiva rocks back on her heels.
Dallanoth says, speaking to Traiva, "None so far."
Krystalena asks, speaking to Agathilea, "Wouldn't it?"
Aphaedra says, speaking to Qalinor, "I must note, you are as fantastic a dancer as you are a leader."
Dallanoth winks at Traiva.
Agathilea says, speaking to Krystalena, "They are not the only ones that stomp."
Orssus says, "I'll go get the barrel from the Court."
Orssus chuckles.
Traiva gives a sigh of relief.
You see Legionnaire Esana Ilynov the High Priestess of House Vaalor.
She appears to be a Vaalor Elf.
She is average height and has a trim figure. She appears to be in the spring of life. She has silver-flecked mismatched ice blue and pear green eyes and soft, light honey brown skin. She has elbow-length, silky silver hair pulled back from her face and pinned with a crimson-accented gold barbed phoenix haircomb, leaving long finger-teased curls to spill down her back. She has a pair of small pointed ears and perfectly sculpted cheekbones, emphasizing a noble appearance.
She has a pair of white-feathered wings protruding from her back.
She has an intricate battle standards tattoo covering her right arm.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a lacquered niveous vellum box covered in a gilded wax seal in her right hand and a flute of rose-infused champagne in her left hand.
She is wearing a knotted quartet-chained gold back lariat necklace, a backless crimson aqilorn gown with two gold chains draped across one shoulder, an imperial Vaalor-crested red eahnor signet ring, and a pair of high-heeled gold aqilorn slippers beaded with crimson blazestars.
Agathilea nods in agreement at Aphaedra.
Squire Legionnaire Gudbrand just went out.
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
Dallanoth says, "Your giants feet would splatter all of us."
You curtsy to Esana.
Uniana informs, speaking kindly to Vyctus, "It is such a lovely gathering. I am quite pleased we get the opportunity to honor those who serve."
Tylanthriel says, speaking to Krystalena, "I believe honor would have the ladies go first."
Dallanoth nods at Krystalena.
Vyctus says, speaking to Traiva, "I mean, some of the best trouble. Some trouble is best made in a scene."
Tylanthriel grins at Krystalena.
Qalinor lightly guides Aphaedra in a circle around him, a traditional dance of the fairies of Neartofar.
Shyair dances lightly across the dance floor with Dallanoth.
Traiva begins chuckling at Vyctus!
Vyctus smiles at Uniana.
Agathilea smiles at Tylanthriel.
Krystalena says, "I'd give it a go if I knew how."
Agathilea smiles at Uniana.
You say, speaking quietly to Esana, "You are most gracious High Priestess of House Vaalor."
Falvicar whispers, "I'm not sure offhand.. and hoping no strings or anything of that attached though I would implore there isn't any."
Tylanthriel takes a drink from his blueberry juice.
Krystalena says, "But I learn dances quickly."
Agathilea nods once at Krystalena.
Traiva nods at Krystalena.
Tylanthriel says, "Then you and I are on the same foot."
Falvicar bows to Esana.
Tylanthriel begins chuckling at Krystalena!
Agathilea grins at Tylanthriel.
Traiva says, "I am thinking I may know what they mean, but.."
Dallanoth says, speaking to Tylanthriel, "Yeah its my foot please get off it."
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
Dallanoth grins at Tylanthriel.
Tylanthriel chuckles.
Esana inclines her head.
Agathilea begins chuckling at Dallanoth!
Lithyia begins chuckling at Dallanoth!
Agathilea grins at Traiva.
Esana says, speaking to you, "I am honored."
The mirror images surrounding Laermeluion undulate and grow stronger.
Laermeluion renews his songs.
Falvicar whispers, "Tis an unexpected surprise for sure."
Traiva asks, speaking to Krystalena, "Maybe they mean to literally stomp on each other's feet?"
Teveriel says, speaking to Vyctus, "There is trouble, and there is mischief."
Shyair quietly says, "Ah well."
Teveriel dryly adds, "You, however, excel at both."
Krystalena says, speaking to Traiva, "We'd have instant business."
Teveriel takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
Traiva raises her voice in merry laughter.
Agathilea glances at Vyctus.
Shyair quietly says, "Imagine being so light footed you can't stomp or sweep anyone though."
Tylanthriel says, speaking to Dallanoth, "Footstomping is something I believe we do well, although I am not certain how appreciated it would be."
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
Traiva says, speaking to Krystalena, "All the healing.."
Uniana pours herself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Uniana takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Dallanoth agrees with Tylanthriel.
Vyctus says, speaking gratefully to Teveriel, "I am a man of many skills, I am glad you notice."
Vyctus grins.
Agathilea says, speaking sincerely to Vyctus, "Both of those in mild and measured doses are not bad things."
Teveriel gazes in amusement at Vyctus.
Agathilea nods at Vyctus.
Corlyne laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Corlyne takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Qalinor expertly leads Aphaedra through an ever increaingly difficult set of steps.
Vyctus says, speaking to Agathilea, "Measuring is one way to do it, I prefer to wing it though."
Agathilea begins chuckling at Vyctus!
Dallanoth takes a drink from his blue glass bottle.
Orssus takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Traiva says, speaking softly to Krystalena, "Still... now I am curious what they do mean."
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
Vyctus grins mischievously.
Corlyne adds, speaking to Agathilea, "He's very good at that."
Agathilea says, speaking to Vyctus, "Aye, that is where the difficulty lies."
Aphaedra grins at Qalinor.
Agathilea grins at Corlyne.
Falvicar ponders.
Dallanoth says, "All or nothing for me."
Dallanoth winks.
Agathilea chuckles.
Tylanthriel takes a drink from his blueberry juice.
Alenwyn blinks.
Alenwyn blinks.
Traiva gives a sidelong glance at Dallanoth.
Shyair quietly asks, "All or nothing what?"
Alenwyn blushes a delicate shade of pale pink.
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Dallanoth shrugs at Shyair.
Traiva muses, "I think I like you."
Traiva grins impishly at Dallanoth.
Agathilea grins at Traiva.
Agathilea applauds Aphaedra.
Agathilea applauds Qalinor.
Uniana nods respectfully at Jiarine.
Shyair helps herself to a slice of raspberry-iced white chocolate cake.
Qalinor swings Aphaedra out as she twirls on her toes before pulling her back into a firm embrace.
Shyair takes a bite of her white chocolate cake.
Shyair takes a bite of her white chocolate cake.
Shyair takes a bite of her white chocolate cake.
Dallanoth says, speaking to Traiva, "Honestly i get that a lot and for the life of me can't figure out why."
Shyair quietly says, "Yum."
Aphaedra's cheeks flush with a soft shade of apricot.
Uniana cocks her head at Corlyne.
Qalinor leads Aphaedra off of the dance floor.
Shyair quietly says, "Rogue."
Traiva touches Dallanoth.
(Aphaedra fans herself.)
Shyair nods.
Agathilea applauds.
Aphaedra curtsies to Qalinor.
Qalinor says, speaking to Aphaedra, "Thank you for the honor." Qalinor smiles.
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
Aphaedra says, speaking to Qalinor, "You do know how to sweep a lady off her feet."
Aphaedra grins at Qalinor.
Agathilea surreptitiously glances at Aphaedra.
Uniana says, speaking to Corlyne, "Have you plans for the Feast of the Immortals? We have a rather large party heading to Ardenai under Celothor's invitation and to see my cousin Lear for their Winternight celebration. You would be a most welcome addition."
Lithyia gawks at Aphaedra.
Agathilea glances at Krystalena.
Shyair quietly says, "I need to learn new dance steps."
Agathilea blushes a nice shade of pink.
Traiva explains, speaking earnestly to Dallanoth, "Because you clearly have a joy for life. And recognize that it is not worth doing things half-heartedly."
Agathilea tilts her head down.
Aphaedra giggles.
Perigourd looks thoughtfully at Uniana.
Shyair quietly says, "I don't think swep reps count."
Aphaedra says, speaking to Qalinor, "My apologies, my king. I have very little filter between my mind and my mouth."
Vyctus leans back a bit and folds his arms behind his head.
Lithyia begins chuckling at Aphaedra!
Corlyne asks, speaking jokingly to Uniana, "Are you inquiring so someone can keep an eye out on your other cousin?"
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends. Qalinor chuckles.
Krystalena grins at Agathilea.
Vyctus says, speaking to Corlyne, "I'm not sure I was invited."
Agathilea fans herself.
Vyctus grins at Corlyne.
Aphaedra laughs at Agathilea!
Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.
Aphaedra curtsies to Qalinor.
Qalinor says, speaking to Aphaedra, "Jaranzair may tell you I have the same problem at times."
Shyair asks, speaking quietly to Dallanoth, "So what do you think of the outfit?"
Aphaedra says, speaking to Qalinor, "I believe the best people do."
Aphaedra smiles at Qalinor.
Agathilea appears to be struggling to keep a straight face as she glances at Qalinor.
Uniana says, speaking to Vyctus, "...your trunks have already been sent up. Lysistrata is expecting us promptly around the twenty-fourth."
Dallanoth examines Shyair closely, sizing her up and taking note of all the details.
Traiva asks, speaking thoughtfully to Dallanoth, "Or have I misread you?"
Uniana stares at Vyctus.
Vyctus exclaims, speaking to Uniana, "What?!"
Vyctus slowly empties his lungs.
Corlyne laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Teveriel gazes in amusement at Vyctus.
Dallanoth says, speaking to Traiva, "Not at all."
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
Teveriel says, speaking reasonably to Vyctus, "You had no other plans, of course."
Vyctus says, speaking to Corlyne, "Not invited, I'm being kidnapped."
Vyctus grins mischievously.
Corlyne says, speaking casually to Vyctus, "And you have seven days to prepare yourself."
The King dances with High Legionnaire Aureliano
Qalinor grabs Aureliano's hand.
Agathilea hoots.
Uniana calculates for a brief moment with lips pursed derisively.
Krystalena grins.
Aphaedra says, speaking to Qalinor, "Do enjoy your dance with Lord Aureliano. With those legs he is sure to be amazing."
Agathilea applauds Aureliano.
Laermeluion laughs!
Perigourd glances between Qalinor and Aureliano.
Qalinor asks, speaking to Aureliano, "Shall we share some of our culture with them?"
Agathilea applauds Qalinor.
Teveriel says, speaking to Corlyne, "Rather generous, in truth."
Aphaedra applauds.
Traiva whispers aloud, speaking quietly to Dallanoth, "If you do not tell her she is a sight of loveliness, you are a horror."
Agathilea flashes a wide grin.
Vyctus slowly empties his lungs.
Dallanoth says, speaking to Shyair, "Nice slippers."
Alenwyn nods at Malinya.
Krystalena exclaims, "Do it! Do it! Do it!"
Falvicar chuckles to himself.
Aureliano says, speaking respectfully to Qalinor, "Certainly, my Sovereign. I will follow your lead, sir."
Lithyia begins chuckling at Traiva!
Agathilea hoots.
Krystalena agrees with Agathilea.
Vyctus says, "Alright, well then, yes, Corlyne you should definitely come."
Aphaedra grins at Agathilea.
Vyctus nods at Corlyne.
Agathilea winks at Aphaedra.
(Uniana freezes in her disdainful look to turn with interest towards Qalinor and Aureliano.)
Teveriel casually glances between Aureliano and Qalinor.
Lithyia turns to face Qalinor.
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
Dallanoth begins chuckling at Traiva!
Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.
Teveriel takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
Traiva turns to face Qalinor.
Jiarine just went out.
Corlyne asks, speaking to Teveriel, "What will he do with the other six days and twenty-three hours?"
Aphaedra pours herself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Shyair beams!
Agathilea grins at Aphaedra.
Shyair quietly says, "Arsh made them."
Corlyne says, speaking sincerely to Uniana, "I would love to attend."
Esana gazes with interest at her surroundings.
Qalinor Takes a firm wide stance in the center of the floor, Aureliano matches the stance one pace behind and to the right.
Orssus says, speaking to his thick warm eggnog, "You must be stronger than I realize..."
Teveriel says, speaking knowingly to Corlyne, "I am certain he will think of something."
Aphaedra takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Krystalena grins at Orssus.
Tylanthriel takes a drink from his blueberry juice.
Orssus says, "I think I'm hallucinating."
Orssus takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Traiva takes a moment to observe Qalinor.
Perigourd casually observes his surroundings.
Lithyia glances at Orssus.
Krystalena twirls Orssus gracefully across the dance floor.
Vyctus says, speaking to Teveriel, "Drink my worries away."
Krystalena giggles.
Uniana says, speaking distractedly to Corlyne, "You can ride with me in the wagon if you ..."
Aphaedra grins at Agathilea.
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring dance.
Uniana fans herself lightly with her crimson silk fan, the small bladepoints within glittering like a trail of twinkling stardust over her skin as she takes on a subtly studious expression.
Falvicar whispers something to Orssus.
Shyair sways to and fro as she dances.
Falvicar chuckles to himself.
Uniana takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Agathilea takes a moment to observe Qalinor.
Falvicar gawks at Orssus.
Qalinor and Aureliano begin a slow, steady stomp in time with the music.
Agathilea takes a moment to observe Aureliano.
Agathilea nods approvingly.
Agathilea hoots.
Lithyia folds her hands.
Falvicar pours himself a mug of thick warm eggnog.
Dallanoth reaches out and pulls a dark chocolate truffle from thin air!
Falvicar pours himself a mug of thick warm eggnog.
Vyctus grins.
Falvicar turns to face you.
Dallanoth offers Traiva a dark chocolate truffle.
Shyair quietly says, "Nice."
Falvicar offers you a mug of thick warm eggnog. Click ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.
(Traiva carefully watches the men's feet.)
The mirror images surrounding Laermeluion undulate and grow stronger.
Laermeluion renews his songs.
Traiva accepts Dallanoth's chocolate truffle.
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
You accept Falvicar's offer and are now holding a mug of thick warm eggnog.
You praise Falvicar.
Traiva blinks.
You take a drink from your thick warm eggnog. A sprinkling of cinnamon and nutmeg adds a little spice to the frothy drink.
You have 4 quaffs left.
Traiva smiles at Dallanoth.
Falvicar wiggles his ears.
Falvicar takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Traiva says, speaking to Dallanoth, "Thank you."
Dallanoth says, speaking to Traiva, "Welcome."
(Agathilea watches her Sovereign and her High Legionnaire intently, noting the expertise of footwork and strength in each move.)
Dallanoth pops his bottle into his mouth and smiles. Qalinor and Aureliano place their hands on their thighs and squat as they stomp, alternating feet in a controlled circle to the right.
(Aphaedra claps in time with the music.)
Uniana takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
You gaze about with intense interest, your crystal blue eyes pausing to briefly inspect the situation in their path.
Lithyia glances between Qalinor and Aureliano.
Perigourd nods thoughtfully.
You take a drink from your thick warm eggnog. A sprinkling of cinnamon and nutmeg adds a little spice to the frothy drink.
You have 3 quaffs left.
Falvicar takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
Agathilea's face lights up with joy.
(Traiva returns her attention to the dance floor, her skirts rustling slightly as one foot lightly taps the floor.)
Shyair quietly says, "It's good to be the king. Everyone wants to dance with him."
Falvicar whispers, "There's brandy in it."
Dallanoth whispers something to Shyair.
Traiva says, speaking distractedly to Shyair, "He is a good dancer, I noticed."
You quietly say, "They are in perfect unison."
Agathilea nods.
Qalinor and Aureliano reverse direction turning back to the left their eyes focused forward in a piercing stare.
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
Falvicar ponders.
Uniana sways, causing the aqilorn of her gown's long skirts to swish back and forth.
Falvicar glances at you and quirks an eyebrow in your direction.
Falvicar rubs his chin thoughtfully.
Teveriel simply offers, "Show me a fine swordsman, and I will show you a capable dancer."
Shyair quietly says, "Wouldn't mind trying it."
You say, speaking quietly to Falvicar, "It's beautiful to watch."
Falvicar takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Krystalena says, "Perfect bandon movement."
(Traiva moves to stand beside Agathilea, her gaze remaining intently on the two men.)
Falvicar takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
You take a drink from your thick warm eggnog. The subtle hint of brandy has been added to give this nog a kick.
You have 2 quaffs left.
Shyair quietly says, "I'm an okay swordswoman."
Falvicar takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Traiva says, speaking quietly to Agathilea, "It looks easy enough, certainly."
Falvicar nods to you.
(Aphaedra whispers loudly to Agathilea, "Do you think they practiced?")
(Agathilea lightly taps her foot in time to the beat.)
A strolling band of musicians begins a sprightly dance tune.
Vyctus says, speaking to Teveriel, "Depends on the dance, I don't know the Vaalorian dances well, far more orderly and less chaotic than I tend to be."
Corlyne whispers aloud, speaking to Teveriel, "The occasional flailing of arms."
Shyair quietly says, "Just got to watch and flow with the music to get the dances."
Uniana challenges, speaking quietly to Vyctus, "He said a *fine* swordsman."
Agathilea says, speaking to Traiva, "It does. Especially for those who fight with less magic or no magic."
Vyctus asks, speaking to Corlyne, "Occassional?"
Traiva nods slowly at Agathilea.
Vyctus says, speaking to Uniana, "I'm fine."
Vyctus grins at Uniana.
Agathilea says, speaking to Traiva, "There is strength in physical moves."
Dallanoth says, speaking to Uniana, "Well that counts me out also."
Vyctus says, speaking to Uniana, "He didn't say a good swordsman."
Agathilea smiles at Traiva.
Shyair snickers.
Uniana gazes heavenward.
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Teveriel dismisses, "Mm, aesthetic differences aside--" He laughs quietly at Uniana's comment, briefly interrupting his train of thought. He takes a moment to recover. "--at any rate, footwork is key."
Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.
Qalinor creates a strong base as Aureliano climbs atop him, eventually standing on the King's shoulders. with a loud grunt, they bring their fists to their chests and come to a complete stop. Traiva says, speaking softly to Agathilea, "That there is. It reminds me of the dances I taught to an associate of mine."
Shyair says, speaking quietly to Dallanoth, "But as the grandmaster you can literally sweep just about anyone off their feet."
Agathilea says, speaking to Traiva, "Empaths excel at such."
Agathilea nods at Traiva.
Malinya tilts her head up.
Krystalena gasps.
Malinya stares off into space.
Dallanoth agrees with Shyair.
Agathilea tilts her head up.
Lithyia chuckles.
Perigourd applauds.
Lithyia shakes her head.
Traiva applauds.
(Uniana returns her attention on the display, her eyes widening with confusion.)
Agathilea applauds wildly!
Falvicar applauds.
Tylanthriel raises an eyebrow.
Aphaedra applauds.
Lithyia applauds.
Agathilea says, "Wow."
Agathilea hoots.
Vyctus applauds.
You applaud.
Qalinor helps Aureliano down as they bash forearms and leave the floor.
Falvicar smiles at Qalinor.
Corlyne applauds.
Aphaedra turns to Qalinor and cheers!
Krystalena lets out a cheer!
Qalinor chuckles.
Tylanthriel applauds.
Aphaedra turns to Aureliano and cheers!
Teveriel applauds.
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring dance.
Perigourd says, "Quite interesting."
Esana applauds.
Agathilea belts out in Common, "Remember Shadowguard!" A look of renewed pride overcomes her expression.
Orssus says, speaking to Aureliano, "Hey...finally we see eye to eye on things."
Orssus appears to be trying hard not to grin.
Krystalena applauds wildly!
Falvicar moves to stand in front of Qalinor.
Lithyia agrees with Perigourd.
Agathilea belts out in Common, "Remember the Sabrar!" A look of renewed pride overcomes her expression.
Qalinor says, speaking to Aureliano, "The things drunk warriors come up with."
Falvicar turns to face Qalinor.
Agathilea applauds Qalinor.
Perigourd chuckles.
Lithyia glances at Perigourd.
Lithyia chuckles.
Uniana draws her hands together in a slow, deliberate clap.
Agathilea applauds Aureliano.
You giggle to yourself.
Aureliano smiles and returns the forearm bash, "It must be.. a century at least since I have done that, and the alcohol I drank then should have precluded me from remembering."
Traiva says, speaking softly to Agathilea, "It is very close to what I was thinking. Perhaps I shall work something similar for the Carnivale Concert."
Laermeluion applauds.
Aureliano begins chuckling at Orssus! Qalinor says, speaking to Aureliano, “I’m not sure I’ve ever done that without at least a couple ales in me.”
Traiva blinks at a dark chocolate truffle in her hand.
Lithyia laughs at Perigourd!
Perigourd nods at Lithyia.
Agathilea says, speaking to Traiva, "When is that? I don't think I've attended."
You find yourself humming along to the music and catch yourself just as it ends.
Traiva stares at Agathilea.
Lithyia begins chuckling at Traiva!
Perigourd puffs rapidly on his dark maoral pipe, some dark wisps of fragrant currant-scented smoke dancing about him.
Aureliano responds, speaking to Qalinor, "At least a few are usually needed. This was a sober first for me. Thank you, sir."
Shyair quietly says, "I'm either warm and fuzzy with drink or stunned."
Falvicar grins at Qalinor.
You sway back and forth.
Agathilea comments, "Fine footwork by my Sovereign likely has purged my memory."
You take a deep breath, and look around with renewed vigor. It is good to be alive, and an adventurer in this land.
(Traiva places her hand over her heart, an overly dramatic wounded expression crossing her face.)
Agathilea glances at Qalinor.
Perigourd says, speaking to Aureliano, "Easy enough to correct the latter part."
Perigourd nods at Aureliano.
Dallanoth blinks.
Perigourd brings the dark maoral pipe to his lips and inhales deeply of its currant-scent, then abruptly exhales some dark streams of smoke from his nose.
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
Agathilea exclaims, speaking to Traiva, "Oh, I am sorry! I shall remedy this as soon as I can!"
Traiva says, speaking to Agathilea, "Revelia Carnivale has been the last two years in Koaratos. The Concert is, well, my pet project, after Bardfest ended."
Teveriel quips, "This beer is especially pungent, you will be well on your way after four or so."
Aureliano smirks at Teveriel.
Shyair picks up a squat dark brown bottle.
Vyctus says, speaking quietly to Corlyne, "I hope you never expect me to remember how to do a dance in unison..."
Agathilea smiles at Traiva.
Shyair takes a drink from her dark brown bottle.
Shyair takes a drink from her dark brown bottle.
Shyair quietly says, "Ooooh."
Shyair quietly says, "Elderberries."
Also here: Master Dallanoth, Lady Aphaedra, Lady Shyair, First Legionnaire Laermeluion, Legionnaire Agathilea, Lady Corlyne, Perigourd, King Qalinor, Lord Vyctus, Squire Legionnaire Malinya, High Legionnaire Aureliano, Lady Uniana, Lord Teveriel, Mistress Lithyia, Great Lady Traiva, Squire Legionnaire Tylanthriel, Legionnaire Esana, Alenwyn, Squire Legionnaire Krystalena, Orssus, Grand Lord Falvicar
Vyctus says, speaking to Corlyne, "I can barely remember when I'm supposed to return home."
You take a drink from your thick warm eggnog. The subtle hint of brandy has been added to give this nog a kick.
You have one quaff left. As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
You sniff your thick warm eggnog.
It smells like nice, fresh thick warm eggnog!
Aureliano begins chuckling at Krystalena!
Traiva says, speaking to Aureliano, "You should work - soberly - with other Legionnaires for a much grander version. That was very well done."
Krystalena giggles.
Corlyne says, speaking to Vyctus, "You'll have to learn how to spar eventually, it's similar movement."
Shyair drops a squat dark brown bottle.
Agathilea says, speaking to Traiva, "I see. I have been bound to my work in the Legion up until this year when I achieved the first of my goals. I shall make time to attend."
(Uniana takes a long drink of her rose-infused champagne, taking several sips sequentially.)
The mirror images surrounding Laermeluion undulate and grow stronger.
Laermeluion renews his songs.
Aphaedra says, speaking to Aureliano, "I cannot hope to follow up a king, but I'd like the next dance regardless."
Vyctus says, speaking to Corlyne, "I mean, I've sparred before... I just get cut a lot."
Aphaedra grins at Aureliano.
Aureliano says, speaking to Traiva, "Thank you for the compliment. That was quite fun to relearn."
Dallanoth asks, "Weeks training?"
Dallanoth asks, speaking to Traiva, "This weeks training?"
Agathilea says, speaking to Aureliano, "It was a fine dance, Sir."
Shyair grins.
Dallanoth chuckles.
Falvicar bows to Qalinor.
You take a drink from your thick warm eggnog. A sprinkling of cinnamon and nutmeg adds a little spice to the frothy drink.
That was the last of it!
Teveriel appears to be struggling to keep a straight face as he glances at Uniana.
Traiva asks, speaking to Dallanoth, "Why not? It would be a respite from the normal maneuvers, no?"
Aphaedra takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring dance.
Corlyne says, speaking to Vyctus, "I apologized and purchased the herbs."
Corlyne grins at Vyctus.
Traiva sheepishly says, "Not that I know a thing about their normal training.."
Krystalena exclaims, speaking to Qalinor, "Thank you for the new memory. That was great!"
Aphaedra dances lightly across the dance floor with Aureliano.
Perigourd shakes his dark maoral pipe a bit, and the glowing embers within quickly fade and go out.
Perigourd tucks a robust dark maoral pipe into a raw leather bag cinched with braided maoral roots inside of his green suede cloak.
Agathilea flashes a wide grin at Traiva.
Agathilea grins at Krystalena.
Vyctus says, speaking to Corlyne, "Well, yes, but when YOU do it, it's flirting."
Agathilea applauds.
Vyctus nods at Corlyne.
Falvicar touches one finger to his lips.
Corlyne laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Orssus asks, "Was that a traditional Elven dance?"
Qalinor nods once.
Agathilea nods at Orssus.
Traiva blinks at a dark chocolate truffle in her hand.
Dallanoth says, speaking to Traiva, "It would be."
Dallanoth grins.
Teveriel murmurs, speaking to Orssus, "Allegedly."
Orssus says, "It kind of reminded me of one of my clan's dances, except less fire...and more clothes."
Aureliano lifts Aphaedra up high into the air and twirls with her!
The musicians end on a soft and gentle note.
Agathilea laughs at Orssus!
Aphaedra laughs!
Krystalena laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Aphaedra applauds Aureliano.
Traiva murmurs, speaking quietly to her chocolate truffle, "It is a wonder you did not melt yet."
Uniana grins at Orssus.
Traiva takes a bite of her chocolate truffle.
Vyctus says, speaking to Orssus, "Not enough drinks here, or I'm sure it would have been closer."
Aphaedra exclaims, speaking to Aureliano, "Well done!"
Lithyia begins chuckling at Traiva!
Agathilea agrees with Traiva.
Qalinor touches one finger to his lips.
Aphaedra swings Aureliano out then spins him right back into her arms.
Vyctus grins mischievously.
The subtle scent which had been clinging to you dissipates.
Falvicar chuckles to himself.
Dallanoth reaches out and pulls a dark chocolate truffle from thin air!
Falvicar takes the edge of his night-hued silk cape and holds it out, as he bows low in a courtly fashion.
Traiva takes a bite of her chocolate truffle.
Tylanthriel takes a drink from his blueberry juice.
Traiva takes a bite of her chocolate truffle.
Dallanoth says, speaking to his chocolate truffle, "Are you tasty."
Dallanoth takes a bite of his chocolate truffle.
Aureliano says, speaking politely to Aphaedra, "An impressive move, yourself, despite my rust."
Dallanoth gobbles down his chocolate truffle in one enormous bite.
As the troubadours begin another set, several couples nearby begin a lively ring dance.
Shyair quietly says, "Good to see you having a snack."
Falvicar nods once.
Shyair nods at Dallanoth.
Traiva asks, speaking softly to Dallanoth, "I do not see the regalia many of the others wear. Are you not a Legionaire?"
The silvery luminescence fades from around Dallanoth.
The light blue glow leaves Dallanoth.
Dallanoth seems a bit less imposing.
The bright luminescence fades from around Dallanoth.
Dallanoth appears to lose some internal strength.
Dallanoth becomes unbalanced for a second, then recovers.
The deep blue glow leaves Dallanoth.
Dallanoth returns to normal color.
The misty halo fades from Dallanoth.
The air about Dallanoth stops shimmering.
Dallanoth seems to lose some dexterity.
Dallanoth becomes solid again.
Dallanoth takes a deep breath, blinking a couple of times before resuming a calm expression.
A series of violet lines suddenly appears on Dallanoth's face, quickly racing towards the center of his forehead before detaching and dissipating in the air.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Dallanoth.
The glowing specks of energy surrounding Dallanoth suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
Shyair quietly says, "I want a chocolae shop here though."
Agathilea slides her hand beneath the epaulette-set plumage overlay on her crimson silk gown, causing the fabric to billow around her briefly before it once again veils her form.
Aphaedra says, speaking to Aureliano, "I just watched you and our king destroy the dance floor. I do not think you can claim rust anymore."
Dallanoth says, speaking to Shyair, "Every once in a while i get a bit of a sweet tooth."
Agathilea begins chuckling at Aphaedra! Qalinor says, "Thank you all for coming tonight and showing support in honor of all of those who have taken up arms to defend our home, citizen, resident, or guest. It has not gone unnoticed."
Agathilea nods in agreement.
Shyair asks, speaking quietly to Dallanoth, "Is that why you hang out with me?"
Aphaedra dips Aureliano dramatically then pulls him back into her arms.
Traiva smiles at Qalinor.
Uniana pirouettes gracefully, causing the skirts of her gown to flare outward in a billow of aqilorn.
Agathilea inclines her head.
The musicians end on a soft and gentle note.
Uniana cocks her head at Qalinor.
Qalinor says, "If you will excuse me, duty calls. It was a pleasure."
Traiva bows her head slightly toward Qalinor as she drops into a deep, respectful curtsy before him.
Lithyia applauds.
Esana glances at Qalinor and clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.
Vyctus applauds.
Esana inclines her head.
The long, aqilorn skirts of Uniana's elegant gown puddle around her feet as she sinks into a curtsy low enough to honor royalty.
With a graceful flutter of her hands, Lithyia sinks down in a formal curtsy.
Aphaedra curtsies to Qalinor.
Agathilea snaps smartly to attention!
With a graceful movement of her hands, Corlyne lowers her head and sinks into a formal curtsy before Qalinor.
You curtsy to Qalinor.
Dallanoth begins chuckling at Shyair!
Laermeluion bows to Qalinor.
Vyctus bows deeply at the waist, honoring Qalinor.
Tylanthriel bows to Qalinor.
Krystalena snaps to attention and crisply strikes her chest with a closed fist in a display of respect to Qalinor.
Orssus bows deeply at the waist, honoring Qalinor.
(Aureliano slows the dancing for a moment and breaks off briefly.)
Perigourd bows deeply at the waist, honoring Qalinor.
Traiva says, speaking respectfully to Qalinor, "Your Excellency. Thank you for the dance display."
Esana says, speaking sincerely to Qalinor, "It was an honor having you as always, My Soveriegn."
Aureliano snaps to attention and crisply strikes his chest with a closed fist in a display of respect to Qalinor.
Krystalena bows to Qalinor.
Dallanoth says, speaking to Shyair, "And you wonder why people think we are a thing."
Dallanoth chuckles.
Agathilea snaps to attention and crisply strikes her chest with a closed fist in a display of respect to Qalinor.
Laermeluion snaps to attention and crisply strikes his chest with a closed fist in a display of respect to Qalinor.
Shyair quietly says, "Well I still get to claim no dances from a roya next never have I ever."
Esana snaps to attention and crisply brings her vellum box to her chest in a display of respect to Qalinor.
Uniana raises her rose-infused champagne in a toast!
Malinya snaps to attention and crisply strikes her chest with a closed fist in a display of respect to Qalinor.
King Qalinor's group just went out.
Falvicar smiles.
Perigourd adopts an agreeable expression.
Corlyne takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Vyctus says, "He's a very good dancer."
Falvicar nods in agreement.
Uniana recites respectfully:
"To Lady Ilynov and the Wyvern's Honor for hosting."
Agathilea falls back into a relaxed, neutral stance.
High Legionnaire Aureliano's group just arrived.
Falvicar looks at you and hums.
Traiva nods in agreement at Vyctus.
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
Aphaedra says, "Have a lovely evening."
Shyair says, speaking quietly to Dallanoth, "Not my fault people have issues with males and females just being friends."
Traiva pours herself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Lithyia applauds.
Vyctus pours himself a mug of thick warm eggnog.
You applaud.
Traiva raises her rose-infused champagne in a toast!
Vyctus raises his thick warm eggnog in a toast!
Aphaedra chuckles.
Agathilea applauds Esana.
Uniana nods appreciatively at Esana.
Agathilea applauds Malinya.
Teveriel agrees, "To our gracious hosts."
Teveriel raises his rose-infused champagne in a toast!
Perigourd pours himself a mug of thick warm eggnog.
Aphaedra raises her rose-infused champagne in a toast!
Dallanoth agrees with Shyair.
Teveriel takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
Uniana nods appreciatively at Malinya.
You let out a cheer!
Perigourd raises his thick warm eggnog in a toast!
Esana clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.
Shyair lets out a cheer!
Tylanthriel picks up a gilt-necked crimson bottle of wine incised with a gold wyvern.
Corlyne pours herself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Corlyne raises her rose-infused champagne in a toast!
Shyair quietly says, "Well done."
Perigourd takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Laermeluion glances around, looking a bit less confident.
The tingling sensation and sense of security leaves Laermeluion.
Dallanoth says, "Well i must be off good see everyone."
Tylanthriel drops a gilt-necked crimson bottle of wine incised with a gold wyvern.
Falvicar applauds.
Traiva appreciatively says, "To the House of Vaalor."
Perigourd tucks a mug of thick warm eggnog into a raw leather bag cinched with braided maoral roots inside of his green suede cloak.
Dallanoth says, "Nice meeting you."
Shyair nods at Dallanoth.
Traiva flutters her wings at Dallanoth.
Tylanthriel pours himself a flute of rose-infused champagne.
Uniana takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Agathilea nods appreciatively at Traiva.
Traiva says, speaking to Dallanoth, "I hope to see you again."
Teveriel smiles at Traiva.
Tylanthriel raises his rose-infused champagne in a toast!
Dallanoth says, speaking to Traiva, "Nice meeting you."
Aphaedra raises her rose-infused champagne in a toast!
Teveriel inclines his head.
Malinya says, "Tonight was all Esana. I haven't had the honor in several years, but thank you."
Esana humbly says, "Truly, I thank you all... and thank You for joining us in celebration."
Perigourd says, "I must return to the west myself, else my wife thinks I've been eaten, or combusted."
Tylanthriel takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
Dallanoth says, "I'm sure you shall."
Traiva loses her focused look.
Traiva loses an aura of resolve.
Traiva loses her intense expression.
Dark red droplets seep out of Traiva's skin and evaporate.
Dallanoth waves.
Master Dallanoth just went out.
Agathilea says, "Nice to meet you,"
As the tune finishes, the gathered listeners applaud gently.
Agathilea glances out.
Perigourd says, "Fair evening all."
Agathilea grins.
Lady Shyair strides away moving out.
Perigourd bows.
Perigourd just went out.
Traiva laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
Agathilea nods.
Falvicar says, speaking in Elven to Esana, "Thank thee for having us m'Lady Esana."
Esana inclines her head.
Lithyia says, "Well, I believe I shall complete my final holiday shopping and return across the mountains. Thank you, gracious hosts. The last few days on your side of the mountains has been a pleasure."
Vyctus takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Orssus says, "I think Krystalena and I will be heading home for the night as well."
With a graceful flutter of her hands, Lithyia sinks down in a formal curtsy.
Agathilea says, speaking to Lithyia, "So nice to meet you."
Agathilea gives Lithyia a friendly hug.
Esana says, speaking to Krystalena, "It was a pleasure to see you both."
Lithyia says, "A fair evening to you all."
Esana glances at Orssus and clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.
Uniana says, speaking cheerfully to Lithyia, "If I am in the right sorts, I hope to see you tomorrow."
Esana glances at Krystalena and clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.
Traiva whispers, "Falvicar says you have not taught him to dance. For shame, as well as you move across the floor."
Lithyia nods at Uniana.
Agathilea says, speaking to Lithyia, "Visit with us again."
Krystalena says, speaking to Esana, "Another grand ball."
Lithyia beams!
Orssus says, speaking to Esana, "Thank you for hosting tonight."
Krystalena smiles at Esana.
Agathilea nods at Lithyia.
Tylanthriel says, speaking to Orssus, "It was good to see you sir."
Lithyia exclaims, "I shall!"
Lithyia exclaims, "Be well!"
Tylanthriel says, "And you as well madam."
Tylanthriel nods at Krystalena.
Traiva gives Lithyia a warm buss on the lips.
Lithyia waves.
Traiva says, speaking to Uniana, "I do hope you can join us."
Agathilea agrees with Krystalena.
Traiva kisses Lithyia tenderly, first on one cheek, then the other.
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
Mistress Lithyia just went out.
Orssus gives Tylanthriel a firm handshake.
Agathilea smiles at Traiva.
You blush a soft pale rose shade at Traiva.
Orssus says, "Have a good night everyone."
Orssus hugs Agathilea.
Krystalena waves.
Agathilea hugs Orssus, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
Agathilea gives Krystalena a friendly hug.
Krystalena hugs Agathilea, who wraps her in a warm embrace.
Malinya says, "Safe travels as you head home."
Uniana promises, speaking to Traiva, "I will make every effort."
Agathilea winks at Krystalena.
Orssus gives Aphaedra a friendly hug.
Orssus waves.
Agathilea waves.
Orssus's group just went out.
Traiva says, "Please look for the portal in the Dancing Dahcre around half past three in the afternoon tomorrow."
You quietly whisper to Traiva, "Why my lady, My love Falvicar taught me everything I know."
Vyctus asks, "Another ball tomorrow?"
Agathilea says, speaking to Traiva, "I missed this earlier."
Tylanthriel takes a drink from his rose-infused champagne.
Traiva says, speaking to Vyctus, "Hardly."
Traiva laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.
You gaze fondly at Falvicar and your heart swells with love for him. He smiles back in return.
Agathilea grins.
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long forgotten to the surface of your mind.
Vyctus takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Traiva says, "It is a.. fun.. knitwear party. Full of silliness and games and drinking and prizes."
Falvicar whispers, "Well my Love.. i'm okay if we spend another day and night here if you want to though I don't have much in ways of protection save my hidden longknife upon me."
Alenwyn waves to Malinya.
Vyctus says, "Ah."
Traiva says, "And even if you do not have a Solstice sweater, come anyway."
Laermeluion asks, speaking to Traiva, "What time?"
Malinya waves to Alenwyn.
Vyctus nods.
Alenwyn smiles.
Alenwyn just went out.
(Aphaedra salutes Tylanthriel with her champagne.)
Laermeluion says, "Oh."
You quietly whisper to Falvicar, "Same with me my love I am but in a dress."
Agathilea says, speaking to Traiva, "I must go don my gear, I have been out of water as a fish for too long."
Laermeluion says, "Half past three."
Traiva says, speaking to Laermeluion, "Half past three in the afternoon."
Agathilea winks at Traiva.
Traiva calmly flutters her wings at Agathilea to an unheard rhythm.
The mirror images surrounding Laermeluion undulate and grow stronger.
Laermeluion renews his songs.
Gentle melodies flow forth from the musicians' instruments.
Traiva smiles.
Vyctus takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
You quietly whisper to Aureliano, "Are we to join you?"
Aureliano nods to you.
Agathilea says, speaking to Traiva, "It is always a delight to spend time with you. I am so glad you are here."
Traiva says, "Ebonstone Manor is, thankfully, rather easily accessible to many."
You leave Falvicar's group.
You join Aureliano.
Aureliano removes Aphaedra from the group.
Falvicar leans over and whispers, "But I thinks I can do gem quests or something. Surely the gems here from the local adventure guild can't be too difficult to find."
Traiva says, speaking to Agathilea, "It is a joy to see you."
Esana joins Aureliano's group.
Agathilea nods at Traiva.
Falvicar joins Aureliano's group.
Uniana takes a drink from her rose-infused champagne.
Agathilea smiles at Traiva.
Agathilea blushes a nice shade of pink.
Aureliano says, speaking to Aphaedra, "Thank you for the dance this evening. It has been a while since I have done that."
Traiva says, "I will likely be here in the East a bit more often."
Aureliano nods appreciatively at Aphaedra.
Aphaedra grins at Aureliano.
Laermeluion says, speaking to Aureliano, "Have a good night, Sir."
Agathilea says, speaking to Traiva, "Let's not advertise that. the joy."
Traiva whispers, "Truly! He said he did not know how to dance."
Aphaedra says, speaking to Aureliano, "Anytime, my lord."
Uniana curtsies politely to Aureliano.
The music seems to wind on forever, bringing old memories and thoughts long forgotten to the surface of your mind.
Agathilea grins mischievously at Traiva.
Esana sincerely says, "Thank you all for making this evening such a wonderful success."
Aureliano says, speaking to Laermeluion, "Good evening, First Legionnaire."
Uniana acknowledges, "Lord Tiberius."
Aureliano bows to Uniana.
Traiva begins chortling at Agathilea.
Traiva softly says, "Excuse me all."
Great Lady Traiva just went out.
Falvicar whispers, "I'd imagine the shops nearby might have them and that can give me a nice start on my devotion this week."
Falvicar smiles at you.
Agathilea smiles at Aureliano.
Aureliano says, "Lord and Lady Anduin, I wish you both a good evening. We should set a time to discuss things sometime soon."
Teveriel says, speaking to Aureliano, "An entertaining evening. Thank you for joining us for it."
Teveriel nods in agreement. Uniana nods.
Uniana acquiesces, "Of course."
Teveriel promises, "We shall."
Uniana inclines her head.
Laermeluion removes a short-brimmed crimson bell cap adorned with a gold-edged crimson wyvern emblem from in his fustian jacket.
The soft melodies of a silver-stringed harp and an alto recorder fill the evening air as the musicians begin a song echoing the soft breezes of spring.
Corlyne looks over at Vyctus and shakes her head.
Agathilea smiles at Laermeluion.
Esana says, speaking sincerely to Uniana, "Lord and Lady Anduin, it was truly a pleasure having you this evening."
Falvicar whispers, "And thou can do the same or work on thy diary. We'll figure something out."
Falvicar smiles at you.
Agathilea nods in agreement.
Esana says, "I cannot thank you enough for joining us."
Corlyne smiles at Esana.
You nod at Falvicar.
Esana clasps her hands in a reverent gesture.
Uniana says, speaking earnestly to Esana, "We could not have missed it."
Vyctus grins at Corlyne.
Corlyne says, speaking sincerely to Esana, "It was a lovely evening."
Laermeluion says, speaking to Esana, "Perfectly executed ball once again."
Laermeluion smiles.
Esana inclines her head.
Teveriel bows deeply at the waist, honoring Esana.
Teveriel says, "The traditions we hold are to be honored."
Aureliano says, "Good evening, all."
The group finishes the music and pauses to let the listeners chat a bit.
Falvicar nods understandingly at Teveriel.
Agathilea smiles at Aureliano.
Uniana says, speaking to Falvicar, "Rest easy."
Vyctus says, speaking to Esana, "Thank you for a wonderful ball, my apologies for being late."
Aureliano smiles at Agathilea.
Agathilea inclines her head.
Laermeluion says, "I look forward to the next one."
Vyctus takes a drink from his thick warm eggnog.
Uniana nods graciously to you.
High Legionnaire Aureliano's group just went out.