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|Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Juste Lamphear</span><br /><span style="color:#cde">Knight of <span class="realm_1">Aix</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/swiss-argent-chevron-gules-winged_stag_rampant-azure-icon.svg" /></p>}} | |Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Juste Lamphear</span><br /><span style="color:#cde">Knight of <span class="realm_1">Aix</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/swiss-argent-chevron-gules-winged_stag_rampant-azure-icon.svg" /></p>}} | ||
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|Sent=Fri Aug 25, 2023 11:02:30 | |||
|Sender=Lilyana Briarwood|Recipients=(Personal message to Juste Lamphear) | |||
|Content=<p><u><strong>Lilyana: The Ball of Thorns</strong></u> | |||
<p>Her raised eyebrow caught the moon's shimmer, a glint of playful curiosity that seemed to embrace the night's mystique as a spark of intrigue danced in her deep burgundy eyes. His response, wrapped in the poetry of simplicity, drew a nod of understanding from her—a nod accompanied by a soft, almost wistful sigh that seemed to echo through the garden's hushed expanse.</p> | |||
<p>In the delicate lull that followed, her heart seemed to pick up its pace, its rhythm in harmony with the secrets that fluttered through the night like leaves in the wind. Juste's words—the casual mention of a "mark"—held an echo of danger that resonated within her. It was the resonance of a puzzle piece slipping into place, a piece she couldn't yet decipher. His grin, an almost uncharacteristic display of emotion, raised further questions within her.</p> | |||
<p>"Indeed, thy experiences, indeed thy persona this night seems to me, a dance," she agreed, her voice a gentle cadence that brushed against the night's stillness. Her gaze lingered on him, a timeless moment held within the moon's tender grasp. "A dance of veils and shadows, I can't help but ponder the truth that might lie beneath, but thee may keep thy secrets."</p> | |||
<p>A sigh, as soft as the petals brushing against the breeze, flowed from her lips. "Tonight, is both mine and yet not solely so." She leaned slightly, her arm becoming her pillow as strands of obsidian hair kissed her face. The moonlight painted her face with an otherworldly glow as she looked at Juste. "In the tapestry spun by my father's design, this night is meant for me to find my future spouse, this is truth."</p> | |||
<p>Her gaze, deep and inquisitive, held his own. "But the strands of fate are often manipulated by hands beyond our own. There's something about tonight that transcends my father's narrative."</p> | |||
<p>With a coy smile, her free hand gracefully arced through the moonlit air. "No, Ser Lamphear, tonight isn't solely about me. It's about thee, about our fellow higher nobility."</p> | |||
<p>Her smile took on a more playful aspect, a hint of some scheme beneath her smile playing at her expression. "The Court of Thorns, my family's legacy bequeathed upon me, is not a realm for the faint-hearted. Those who dare to tread its paths find themselves entangled in a dance of thorns and whispered secrets, with so few who carry with them kind intentions."</p> | |||
<p>A more genuine warmth entered her gaze as she turned her attention to Juste. "I had hoped this night would serve as a mirror, reflecting the hearts and intentions of those who walk these grounds. A chance to glimpse who among our peers might offer something rare to find in this manor, a friend."</p> | |||
<p>With a gentle step closer, the moonlight seemed to deepen the enigma of her presence. "So, pray tell, Ser Juste, as we stand at this crossroad of destiny, would thee make a good friend?" Her gaze locked onto his unmoving as the garden seemed to hold its breath as her question lingered in the air.</p> | |||
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|Title=Roleplay from Lilyana Briarwood | |||
|Signature=<p class="titleSignature"><span style="color:#fff">Lilyana Briarwood</span><br /><span style="color:#cde">Dame of <span class="realm_1">Aix</span></span></p><p class="heraldrySignature"><img src="//battlemaster.org/heraldry/preview.php/italian-sable-pile-purpure-winged_stag_rampant-argent-icon.svg" /></p>}} |
Revision as of 15:02, 25 August 2023
Roleplay from Lilyana Briarwood
Message sent to all nobles of Perdan (18 recipients)
Roleplay from Juste Lamphear
Message sent to all nobles of Perdan (19 recipients)
Roleplay from Lilyana Briarwood
Message sent to all nobles of Perdan (19 recipients)
Roleplay from Juste Lamphear
Message sent to all nobles of Perdan (19 recipients)
Roleplay from Lilyana Briarwood
Message sent to all nobles of Perdan (19 recipients)
Roleplay from Juste Lamphear
Message sent to all nobles of Perdan (20 recipients)
Roleplay from Lilyana Briarwood
(Personal message to Juste Lamphear)
Roleplay from Juste Lamphear
(Personal message to Lilyana Briarwood)
Roleplay from Lilyana Briarwood
(Personal message to Juste Lamphear)