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+ | |Sent=Fri Aug 25, 2023 06:28:48 | ||
+ | |Sender=Lilyana Briarwood|Recipients=(Personal message to Juste Lamphear) | ||
+ | |Content=<p>Lilyana: The Ball of Thorns | ||
+ | <p>Lilyana's smile, warm as the moon's glow, held a mischievous glint in her burgundy eyes as she turned her attention to Juste. With a movement that was both inviting and daring, she leaned slightly into him, her arm entwining with his, as if she reveled in the disturbance they had ignited within her father's carefully orchestrated evening.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Their connection seemed to provoke a crack in the veneer of her father's composure; Lilyana could have sworn she heard the chime of a shattering wine glass, a sound that blended harmoniously with her laughter.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>"Ser Juste, isn't it curious? How many have come uninvited to an occasion where the few are expected," she mused cryptically, her voice like the soft rustle of leaves. </p> | ||
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+ | <p>Together, they strolled into the heart of the moonlit gardens, a labyrinth of shadows and secrets. Her gaze flitted toward Juste, observing the refined poise that set him apart from the knights she often crossed paths with. There was an aura of enchantment surrounding him, as if he were ensnared by a spell, a sensation Lilyana knew intimately.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Juste's inquiry dipped into that of her experiences, drawing her musings to the surface. Her response was wrapped in layers of cryptic candour, her words like riddles threaded with a soft sense of confidence. "In some aspects, yes, it was what I expected," she replied, her voice like the sigh of a breeze. "The realm at times hushed, like the breath held before a storm. And yet, their tapestry is woven with threads of distant tales and subtle politics, adding flavour and colour to the tapestry."</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Her gaze lingered on him, the moonlight reflecting in her burgundy eyes. "Combat, too, has graced my path. The cleansing of Clermont, a dance with dangerous beasts. My Heartseekers, once a battalion of forty, found themselves facing loss, yet my brother and I reaped the beasts' final breaths."</p> | ||
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+ | <p>She lowered herself gracefully onto a stone seat on a secluded patio, and her eyes locked onto Juste's as she continued, "Yet Aix, the birthplace of my youth, has painted a spectrum of experiences. An enchanting city, isn't it? Its secrets whispered through cobblestone streets."</p> | ||
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+ | <p>With a grace that seemed innate, she motioned for him to join her. "And what of thee, Ser Juste? What pages has life penned in thy story? What melodies dance within thy memories?"</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>}} | ||
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+ | |Sent=Fri Aug 25, 2023 09:17:04 | ||
+ | |Sender=Juste Lamphear|Recipients=(Personal message to Lilyana Briarwood) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><strong>Juste: The Ball of Thorns</strong><br /> | ||
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+ | It would be noted during their stroll together that Juste makes no attempts to touch Lilyana any more than with the arm he offers her. Despite his smirk as their actions make her father irate, the young knight was a proper gentleman.<br /> | ||
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+ | "Oh, I do find it curious." He answers her from where he stands as she invites him to sit. "Though I'd be a liar if I said I wasn't already used to it myself. Big family, you see."<br /> | ||
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+ | He accepts her invitation to sit, a neutral expression across his Visage as it was his turn to volley, "Tread carefully, my dear. A sheltered life is often difficult to study, or even understand. I agree with you on your prospect of our Perdan, as well as our Golden city. Alas, my experiences are not to be so openly discussed. Besides, this night is yours, designed meticulously for you to find your future spouse. We should all be learning so much of our...Mark."<br /> | ||
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+ | He grins wide. What an odd thing to say.</p> | ||
+ | |Title=Roleplay from Juste Lamphear | ||
+ | |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> | ||
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+ | <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> | ||
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+ | <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> | ||
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+ | <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> | ||
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+ | <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> | ||
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+ | <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> | ||
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+ | <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> | ||
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+ | <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> | ||
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+ | <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> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |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>}} | ||
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+ | |Sent=Tue Sep 5, 2023 06:43:00 | ||
+ | |Sender=Juste Lamphear|Recipients=(Personal message to Lilyana Briarwood) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><strong>Juste: The Ball of Thorns</strong><br /> | ||
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+ | "But of course you may find me as friend." He responds with a touch of haste, as if he were offended at the idea of her needing to ask. Juste reaches a hand over in an attempt to lightly grab one of her own. It was an incredibly bold move for him to make. One with a multitude of implications that Lilyana would need to decipher on her own.<br /> | ||
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+ | "My friend, you and I will be working together for the greater good of our Realm. We've entered shoes that many are unfit to wear. And thus it is within best interest for us all to leave this Gala closer to each other. You and I especially."<br /> | ||
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+ | His accent was showing, but was still difficult to place. Along with the strange words he used, Juste was riding the fence between nervous foreigner, or esteemed actor.<br /> | ||
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+ | "I believe that you will find my, <em>er, </em>reflection to be most tasteful, and perhaps even pleasing to yourself. For I yearn to witness what the future hold with you in it."<br /> | ||
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+ | The amount of eye contact that he makes as he speaks tells tales of his Charisma. Was he sweet-talking her? There was no way that he was coming on to her, right?<br /> | ||
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+ | Right?</p> | ||
+ | |Title=Roleplay from Juste Lamphear | ||
+ | |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 Sep 8, 2023 11:09:38 | ||
+ | |Sender=Lilyana Briarwood|Recipients=(Personal message to Juste Lamphear) | ||
+ | |Content=<p><strong>Lilyana: The Ball of Thorns</strong> | ||
+ | <p>Juste's swift response seemed to catch her off guard for a fleeting moment. Her deep burgundy eyes flitted to their joined hands, a subtle smile curving her lips. She listened, her gaze now focused on him, as he spoke of the rarity of friendship among nobility.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>"That is a good thing to hear," she murmured, her voice like a gentle breeze brushing against his words. "There are so few friends among the ranks of nobility. I'm honoured to count thee as one of mine."</p> | ||
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+ | <p>A mischievous glint danced in her eyes as she leaned closer to him, a proximity that might have been considered unconventional in noble circles. Her words, laced with a cryptic allure, hung in the air. "Thee are a most pleasing reflection indeed; have no fear there, my friend."</p> | ||
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+ | <p>Lilyana held his gaze, her eyes like pools of burgundy intrigue. In that shared moment, it was as though the night itself held its breath, secrets untold hanging in the balance. "I have met few people that I couldn't read; thee art one," she confessed softly, her voice a velvet whisper. "As thee yearn to see what the future holds for me, so too do I wonder."</p> | ||
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+ | <p>She lowered her voice to a near-whisper, a conspiratorial intimacy that seemed to draw her closer. "...how our destinies shall <em>entwine </em>in this unfolding narrative."</p> | ||
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+ | <p>With a graceful withdrawal, she leaned back, her fingers deftly plucking a small silver bell from the table. The chime of the bell resonated in the night's stillness, a subtle melody that seemed to echo through the garden's enchanting silence.</p> | ||
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+ | <p>"Refreshments?" she inquired, her voice returning to its soothing cadence. "I did promise thee something to quench thy thirst."</p> | ||
+ | </p> | ||
+ | |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>}} |
Latest revision as of 17:39, 15 September 2023
Contents
- 1 Roleplay from Lilyana Briarwood
- 2 Roleplay from Juste Lamphear
- 3 Roleplay from Lilyana Briarwood
- 4 Roleplay from Juste Lamphear
- 5 Roleplay from Lilyana Briarwood
- 6 Roleplay from Juste Lamphear
- 7 Roleplay from Lilyana Briarwood
- 8 Roleplay from Juste Lamphear
- 9 Roleplay from Lilyana Briarwood
- 10 Roleplay from Juste Lamphear
- 11 Roleplay from Lilyana Briarwood
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)
Roleplay from Juste Lamphear
(Personal message to Lilyana Briarwood)
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