Uceek Family/Evangeline/Gregor

Roleplay from Evangeline

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As Evangeline and Lady Clarissa rode into Bescanon to meet Chancellor Gregor, there was a mighty roar from the crowd as the Fontanese flag was pulled down from above the town hall and torn to shreds.

The two women continued to where Gregor was waiting, with the now useless title in his hands.

Noticing the table with the peace treaty that was planned to be signed at the same time, Evangeline moved and quickly signed her name amidst the yelling and screaming of rebels.

Picking up a goblet of wine left on the table, she raised it and smiling at Gregor yelled over the noise,

"To the Future!"

Roleplay from Gregor

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The Chancellor looks at her coldly for a time.

"Indeed, the future."

He turns to leave without touching his lips to the glass. Quickly he spins on one heel, strides over to Clarissa, and whispers into her ear. The din of the crowd makes it impossible for any but her to make out what he says. After a time he motions to his guards, and mounts his horse. They form a box around the Chancellor and swiftly move away from the starving masses, sabers drawn.

Roleplay from Evangeline

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Evangeline watched as the chancellor whispered into Clarissa's ear, and saw her visibly cringe at his closeness.

Laughing quietly to herself she mumbled towards the bushes from where the sweet aroma of beer battered potatoes was eminating,

"Is he too prudish to drink or does he think I'd poison him?"

Watching the Chancellor make his grand exit from Bescanon she sighed in relief and turned back to her friend to find out what it was that he had whispered.

Roleplay from Clarissa

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Clarissa looks nervous when Gregor approaches her, yet rage is deep inside her eyes. Without flinching, she hoped, she allowed Gregor to get close enough to her to whisper.

She has a slight look of curiousity on her face, but the rage is still in her eyes.

She watches the celebration continue as Gregor walks out of the room. "Such fences that need to be mended...it could take decades," she says to herself.