Difference between revisions of "Unti Family/Nerta/A5S3"
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|Content=The Equinox Masquerade is in full swing, with Followers of the Old Gods enjoying reverie and somber defiance of the coming winter. | |Content=The Equinox Masquerade is in full swing, with Followers of the Old Gods enjoying reverie and somber defiance of the coming winter. | ||
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"Ah. A fine brew. I must say Ioulas, if you fight half as well as you feast, you must be a warrior without peer." | "Ah. A fine brew. I must say Ioulas, if you fight half as well as you feast, you must be a warrior without peer." | ||
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|Content=Ioulas had been waiting weeks for the event that would be his first major appearance before the rest of the realm, and he had taken quite a bit of time to prepare. In the previous weeks, following his meeting and then whirlwind romance to his fellow knight, Ser Acalan Osoro, the pair had been married in a private ceremony in Fronepu. They had both decided to let this event be their introduction, and as the pair entered the space they were loudly announced, "Ser Acalan Osoro, knight of Ieara and his husband, Ser Ioulas Hwitt, knight of Ieara!" | |Content=Ioulas had been waiting weeks for the event that would be his first major appearance before the rest of the realm, and he had taken quite a bit of time to prepare. In the previous weeks, following his meeting and then whirlwind romance to his fellow knight, Ser Acalan Osoro, the pair had been married in a private ceremony in Fronepu. They had both decided to let this event be their introduction, and as the pair entered the space they were loudly announced, "Ser Acalan Osoro, knight of Ieara and his husband, Ser Ioulas Hwitt, knight of Ieara!" | ||
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Ioulas bowed respectfully at his competitors compliment, and gestured to his husband, "Indeed madam it was through training the art of swordsmanship that I met my dear Acalan just over a month ago! But now I simply must go dance! Come my love, shall we hold back the dawn and dance the night away!?" He looked back at Acalan, and offered his hand for a dance. | Ioulas bowed respectfully at his competitors compliment, and gestured to his husband, "Indeed madam it was through training the art of swordsmanship that I met my dear Acalan just over a month ago! But now I simply must go dance! Come my love, shall we hold back the dawn and dance the night away!?" He looked back at Acalan, and offered his hand for a dance. | ||
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|Content=The twin sun to Ioulas bows. | |Content=The twin sun to Ioulas bows. | ||
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"Enjoy the dance, I may join once my stomach settles." | "Enjoy the dance, I may join once my stomach settles." | ||
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|Content=Damsels from the Bathory had been sent in the care of Matron Allova Saxa, with a contingent of Maidens for protection, to help with the set up the masquerade. Each of them wore masks of pure white with accents of ice blue, save the Matron herself who had a smaller mask of red. Anyte had not decided if she was personally attending just yet, it being in Ar Agyr and all, but finally ended up deciding that her faith was more important than petty personal squabbles. The night of the event, she had her carriage pull straight before the entrance. | |Content=Damsels from the Bathory had been sent in the care of Matron Allova Saxa, with a contingent of Maidens for protection, to help with the set up the masquerade. Each of them wore masks of pure white with accents of ice blue, save the Matron herself who had a smaller mask of red. Anyte had not decided if she was personally attending just yet, it being in Ar Agyr and all, but finally ended up deciding that her faith was more important than petty personal squabbles. The night of the event, she had her carriage pull straight before the entrance. | ||
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Anyte reached out and took the glass anyway, "Thank you, Isemay, you are a fine protector. However, I must be polite to our guests. For all we know this could have been sent by an important patron." Isemay nodded, obviously less enthused about the situation given the past. Anyte settled into a seat at a near by table, browsing to see if there was anyone she might recognize, for better or worse. | Anyte reached out and took the glass anyway, "Thank you, Isemay, you are a fine protector. However, I must be polite to our guests. For all we know this could have been sent by an important patron." Isemay nodded, obviously less enthused about the situation given the past. Anyte settled into a seat at a near by table, browsing to see if there was anyone she might recognize, for better or worse. | ||
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|Content=Acalan smiles broadly from under his mask as he’s officially introduced for the first time—the first time in his short career as a noble, and the first time as a married man. He pecks the golden-haired man on his arm and whispers, “All eyes are on you, my love! You are radiant!” | |Content=Acalan smiles broadly from under his mask as he’s officially introduced for the first time—the first time in his short career as a noble, and the first time as a married man. He pecks the golden-haired man on his arm and whispers, “All eyes are on you, my love! You are radiant!” | ||
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And with that, he pulls Ioulas back to his feet and plants a passionate kiss on his lips. Life couldn’t be sweeter. | And with that, he pulls Ioulas back to his feet and plants a passionate kiss on his lips. Life couldn’t be sweeter. | ||
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|Content="The lady is wise to suspect free drinks. After all that one came from a mischievous jester in a golden mask." | |Content="The lady is wise to suspect free drinks. After all that one came from a mischievous jester in a golden mask." | ||
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"I'm glad you could make it to the party, but a lady such as yourself should not sit alone. May I join you or," nodding to the dancing duo, "will you join them?" | "I'm glad you could make it to the party, but a lady such as yourself should not sit alone. May I join you or," nodding to the dancing duo, "will you join them?" | ||
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|Content=Not a single attendant or an announcement, the man had come as he was. The next guest to arrive was a man in an unusual cotton outfit. Clothed in bright whites, accented in vibrant amaranthine and a matching colored sash in the style of the peoples of the desert. While originally, the man had planned on taking a fox mask, a series of mishaps led instead to a change in plans. Now as he entered the feasting, his outfit seemed to flow as if the man himself walked with the wind, the perfect ensemble to match a hawk's mask that hid the upper half of his face. | |Content=Not a single attendant or an announcement, the man had come as he was. The next guest to arrive was a man in an unusual cotton outfit. Clothed in bright whites, accented in vibrant amaranthine and a matching colored sash in the style of the peoples of the desert. While originally, the man had planned on taking a fox mask, a series of mishaps led instead to a change in plans. Now as he entered the feasting, his outfit seemed to flow as if the man himself walked with the wind, the perfect ensemble to match a hawk's mask that hid the upper half of his face. | ||
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Gliding past a server, he paused only for a moment. The flip of a coin in his mind decided for him as he took a glass of brandy in his hand and sipped at it. The next person to do the same would find the unfortunate surprise of a brandy spiked with a spicy pepper blend. His grey eyes gazed out over the many people who had gathered, and with a smile like the bird of prey he embodied he made his way into the throng of celebrations looking for a table to take in and familiarize himself with his surroundings. | Gliding past a server, he paused only for a moment. The flip of a coin in his mind decided for him as he took a glass of brandy in his hand and sipped at it. The next person to do the same would find the unfortunate surprise of a brandy spiked with a spicy pepper blend. His grey eyes gazed out over the many people who had gathered, and with a smile like the bird of prey he embodied he made his way into the throng of celebrations looking for a table to take in and familiarize himself with his surroundings. | ||
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|Content=A hand grabs the passing silver hawk Soren. | |Content=A hand grabs the passing silver hawk Soren. | ||
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"I can offer you some brandy for your troubles." | "I can offer you some brandy for your troubles." | ||
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|Content=The Lady of the Sun approached, much to Anyte's expectation. They did not get a lot of time to speak in Vore with Anyte's wrath the way it was. | |Content=The Lady of the Sun approached, much to Anyte's expectation. They did not get a lot of time to speak in Vore with Anyte's wrath the way it was. | ||
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"Interesting choice to off the man something he already has," Anyte says while sitting up proper in her chair, her own glass fo wine sitting nearby untouched. "I'll me, mysterious bird, do you want more brandy?" | "Interesting choice to off the man something he already has," Anyte says while sitting up proper in her chair, her own glass fo wine sitting nearby untouched. "I'll me, mysterious bird, do you want more brandy?" | ||
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|Content=Soren smiled behind his mask and looked at woman behind the dark wolf mask. "Of course I will have another. How could I turn down an offer from the fairer Sun?" he said with a glance to the couple making a name for themselves in the dance. "It is rude to share the same drink with two women is it not?" he asked, graciously accepting another glass as he took a seat. Setting them both before him, he took a seat. | |Content=Soren smiled behind his mask and looked at woman behind the dark wolf mask. "Of course I will have another. How could I turn down an offer from the fairer Sun?" he said with a glance to the couple making a name for themselves in the dance. "It is rude to share the same drink with two women is it not?" he asked, graciously accepting another glass as he took a seat. Setting them both before him, he took a seat. | ||
It being a masquerade, he did not introduce himself, though there was a familiar tone to the Sun's voice. He casually took a sip from his first glass, then the new one, frowning slightly as he set the second down. "Alas, I seem to have been played for a fool. The brandy has a bite, but the teeth don't seem to want to come out from this one," he said, admitting to the heat lingering in his mouth and throat from the spices placed in the golden liquid. ''I wonder which lady would be the spicy one? he thought to himself with amusement.'' | It being a masquerade, he did not introduce himself, though there was a familiar tone to the Sun's voice. He casually took a sip from his first glass, then the new one, frowning slightly as he set the second down. "Alas, I seem to have been played for a fool. The brandy has a bite, but the teeth don't seem to want to come out from this one," he said, admitting to the heat lingering in his mouth and throat from the spices placed in the golden liquid. ''I wonder which lady would be the spicy one? he thought to himself with amusement.'' | ||
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+ | |Content="Ah Violet Wolf; but is it truly so strange to offer what is in hand? I know our winged friend enjoys the drink, and thus I provide a bounty that can be appreciated..." | ||
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+ | The Sun in Iron & Gold laughs as The Silver Hawk warms his throat with brandy and spice. | ||
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+ | "They say the wise know they are fools," an iron gauntlet plucks the spiced glass from the Silver Hawk, "So to be played a fool would make you most wise, would it not?" | ||
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+ | Tossing back the drink grants a coughing fit with chest thumping. | ||
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+ | "Tru-uly my wisdom, is b-boundless...." | ||
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+ | As the fit subsides The Sun in Iron & Gold reclines with a gesture to The Violet Wolf. | ||
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+ | "Why my boundless wisdom calls to speculate on the origins of your injuries. Surely a bitch such as you can handle a stallion or two, so that discounts even the most vigorous riding accidents." | ||
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+ | The Lion Sun and Black Moon sweep behind the figure in time with the musings. | ||
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