Sylxtus (Alecksin.Avora)

[14:39] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or walked up the steps, his heels clacking against the stone until he came to a stop in front of the wooden entrance to the Lady of Aberwyth's home. He exhaled some sweet smoke, closing his mouth tight for a moment in though. The door was awfully short. He could see it would be obvious that, if he wanted to play safe, he would have to duck to gain entrance, should the Lady let him inside in the first place. Horrendous. That would be embarrassing indeed. Either way, he lifted his gloved left knuckle and set four polite knocks on the door, before folding his left arm behind his back, waiting patiently.

[14:44] Valkyrie Asta Munthe wasn't doing anything in particular, again, and was just sitting at the table minding her own business while quietly sipping on tea. Nora was doing her thing and keeping a few things clean around the house, though once the door was knocked upon, she stopped what she was doing and wandered over to the door while Valkyrie was in her chair, and had to step back once she opened the door to see the...rather flamboyant looking person standing there. "May I help you?" the elderly woman asked.

[14:51] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or smiled all the way down at her, or rather, his mask smiled. "Oh my dear lady, yes.. Yes you can." He spoke softly to her, bowing his head then in respect. "I seek to meet with the good Lady of Aberwyth, Valkyrie Asta Munthe... Is she present, and free of time and duties, or should I visit at another moment?" He inquired, crossing one leg over the other and tilting his head slightly.

[14:56] Valkyrie Asta Munthe leaned back in her chair and sort of stared out the window, her head slightly inclined to the conversation between Nora and whoever it was at the door. Nora furrowed her brow, watching as the mask moved while the figure spoke, and would glance back to Valkyrie to see what she thought. The white haired woman didn't really move much, but just waved her hand slightly to show that it was fine, and Nora would nod, turning bac to the stranger. "She is here, yes. You may go in."

[15:04] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or nodded his head, uttering a sweet "Thank you" before carefully stepping by the old woman and into the building, making sure to duck his head as he did so. When he was in perfect view of Valkyrie at the table, he turned to his left with a slide of his foot, threw out his arm to the back while his right hand touched his chest, and made the most traditional and respectful of bows he could muster; His feet crossed over one another, his knees slightly bent in the process. "My Lady. It is an honor to meet you. It is no doubt you, for I have heard of no other Aasimar that lives in this house of the fairer sex, other than you." Also, he wasn't silly - He saw the turning and nodding of the old woman, the whole darn thing was kind of obvious; Even if the pair had not met once before, which was awfully pleasant to learn. He remembered her name, after all, when it had been mentioned by her kin. "I seek to offer none other than my service, for I already am beginning a business in your lovely township, of written shares of events and happenings... And would like to show my appreciation to your hospitality further. Surely you remember me, though we only met once, and I failed to give you my name.." He lifted his head slightly, his golden eyes being placed on her to see if she did indeed recognize him.

[15:13] Valkyrie Asta Munthe still didn't really turn her head that much, at least for a while once the stranger came into her home. Though, after the allotted time, she looked over to the flamboyantly dressed figure and narrowed her eyes. He seemed familiar, though nowadays her memory had been such a fickled thing. Why he was really here, though, she coudn't seem to figure out. She didn't really get visitors anymore, mostly because she had become a horrid recluse. "Ah...yes, I remember you," she said quietly. "You escorted me down the street once in Wakefield." She let out a sigh as she fixed her sitted position, and focused more on him. "Oh? What sort of business?"

[15:18] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or would straighten out, holding his arms out in a cheerful, almost welcoming manner. "Why, a Newspaper business, of course! Journalism, my Lady! Reporting, galore! The Valesk Voice is almost completely prepared for its debut, and not a moment too soon considering the recent happenings.. Of tales of Dragons and Wolves, of fire and smoke. My business will enable such news to meet the ears of all, to know the details and be more prepared for such in the ways down... and to also spread the lovely information of businesses and announcements in general. It will be a wonderful item to provide to the public, without a doubt." He explained, then placing his hand on his chest in an Introducing manner. "I am Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or, my lady. A man trained in economics, public relations, and more."
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[15:26] Valkyrie Asta Munthe let her cheek rest against the palm of her hand as she kept her her eyes upon the male in front of her with a brow raised slightly. "Is that so?" she'd ask. Another newspaper? It would certainly give her something else to read other than scrolls all day. "And...why is it that you have come to me today, exactly?" She wasn't quite understanding what he was needing of her. Then, once he introduced himself, and she heard his last name, her face fell from impassiveness to unamused. "I see...and let me guess...you seek something to do that will exhibit your political prowess, no?"

[15:31] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or tilted his head, puffing slightly at his pipe. "Political prowess..? My dear, perhaps in a way, but much more.. Financial prowess. I am aware you have no Treasurer, a handler and organizer of the finances and coin of this town. One who keeps track of the costs and revenue, and tries to build upon the success of the settlement if not at least try to keep it self-sustaining. I seek to fill this spot for you." He explained, choosing not to try and to continue with his happy prep-talk of an introduction. "If there has been anything in my life that I have been good at, it is organizing coin and making more coin out of previous coin. You do not know me well, and perhaps, considering my family, you can only expect what you might out of my name, but this does not dampen my attempts to try and present my ability to you, and hope you will consider it in your list of beneficial items."

[15:42] Valkyrie Asta Munthe was not really pleased in the slightest at this, and after the last council meeting that turned to be a disaster because of a certain someone, she wasn't too entirely trusting. She'd fold her hands in her lap and leaned forward slightly, keeping her eyes on him. "No, I do not know you well, but I know the woman who shares your last name, and she is nothing but a vile, vain and greedy woman whose only concern is for herself and how many people she hurts in the process." She did need help with the treasury, though, so she had to give him the benefit of the doubt. "So, with that being said, you better have a /very/ convincing argument as to why I should even consider someone with the name of Mont D'or as my treasurer, when I already regret my choice for Lower Aberwyth Regent." She'd gesture a hand to the male. "So, please, present your case."

[15:59] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or listened to her speak, closing his eyes for a moment and bowing his head for a moment. "I understand that you have your opinions. My Mother is an interesting being, to say the least, and yes, she has her qualities that can be considered her faults.. But she raised me, gave me a life when I had none, and asked little in return that I only succeed and make a name for myself in this world, become someone of value that I could bring some joy to the family name, and to those who shared in my upbringing..." He began with a solemn tone. "I do not ask you to re-consider your view of her. We are all entitled to our own. But, I will tell you all I can to reconsider your view of me." He opened his eyes and placed his hues back upon her, his expression as straight and serious as it could get. "I have managed many a treasurey and finance before. In a realm you no doubt shared with me at some time, I had a marvelous and powerful collection of coin that could fill this very room to its brims. I acquired this coin through investing in the right businesses that I could over my life, researching numerous tombs and books of economic failures, successes and methods of trade from scholars much more knowledgeable than I, and applying what I knew and the practices presented as advice and fostering of my sponsored projects accordingly. I understand the numbers and systems for trade, saving the most coin and budgeting appropriately so that, even with little income, as an example in the chances my own Newspaper business /might/ have, I can procure enough to give a reasonable salary to my team, have enough to continue with the next publishing, and still have some left over to set to the side for further worth of my business. I have patience, my Lady. It is in my blood as an Elf, as it was trained into me as a businessman." He would walk to the side, motioning to the beams and surroundings of the building. "This town has its expenses. One of your building's roofs was almost crushed in the might of Dragon, which its repair requires coin and materials from trade. On top of this, you have a guard force that requires its own pay, the well-fair of your citizens and the ability to provide them with emergency services such as healing should the time come to it, and the very caring of the island which will no doubt have to be considered as its population grows. These are many topics you, alone, will have to think on as it stands. No other to my knowledge has came to you offering their service, save for I. I cannot guarantee you to ever like the name I was given, but what I can garuntee you is my experience and my ability to ensure that this place does not just survive; It prospers, under the organization of the dirty coin every life somehow, sadly, depends on. You can only rely on chance and easy throwing of the Town's savings so long; Eventually, it will run dry in the loss of profits, the inability for one person to keep track of all transactions, and the dire need to have proper budgeting. 

[16:19] Valkyrie Asta Munthe 's eyes widened a bit and her temper started to boil. "Your mother?! That wretched woman is your /mother/?" She was almost disgusted by that fact. This is why she hated money. It produced people like Denny, and it was hard to come across for certain people who could not make enough to be stable in their living and feed their families. As Arad went in, she narrowed her eyes, trying very hard not to lash out and become more angered than she already was. And she really did need a treasurer, and no one else had come up to take the position. "Fine," she'd say through gritted teeth. "But..so help me...if that vile woman does /anything/...that will harm my villagers, or sway you to financially ruin them, I will see to it personally actions are taken care of...and I promise neither of you will like that outcome. /Is/ that understood?" That was really the only time in a long time that she actually felt something other than numbness and emptiness when she spoke.

[16:25] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or exhaled softly. He had managed to survive the onslaught of the angry Lady of Aberwyth, and came out with the position he was looking for. He had been blessed by Valeska today, much to his disdain. "Thank you, my Lady. I promise you my intents are of the most neutral purposes. I will do my duty with respect to you and the responsibility placed in my hands." He gave her another low bow. "Now.. I assume you would not like to talk pleasantries with me.. And perhaps seek to enjoy the rest of your evening in peace.."

[16:32] Valkyrie Asta Munthe placed her hands upon the table, her eyes never leaving Arad. "I want /everything/ recorded and presented to me for me to check over. Anything financial will be brought to /me/ and /not/ your mother, for she does not have control over the entire village's wellbeing." She sighed heavily and sat back in her chair. "Yes, I wish to be left alone." She'd look down at some books upon the table and picked up her quil to begin writing. "We shall speak in accordance with the village's finances at the next council meeting."

[16:36] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or bowed again, slowly walking backwards, his arms outstretched in a traditional manner as they should be in the obeying of a higher. "Yes, my Lady... Thank you for your presence and time.." He replied quietly, before turning and straightening up, walking towards the door, and opening it to leave. He did not look back, for he did not seek to enrage the woman on any second glances, instead slowly and politely leaving, and gently closing the door behind him, then beginning down the steps... And towards the village. 

[17:39] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or practically did a catwalk down the caverns, also bursting through the area, but in a slightly different tone. "Hello everyone! And how beautiful everyone looks tonight! Yes! Yes indeed! Are we all more than prepared to party and make jolly fun?" He cried out for everyone to hear, spreading his arms as he gave an approach to Viveka. One of his hands held a bottle of wine which he seemed to present with a grin. "For you, my darling dear. A gift, to welcome you by.." He cooed, before giving a low bow to all the others present. "Oh, Gerald you lovely man! So good to see you are here.." He said with a turn. He would peek back to see if his Mother had indeed come, cooing away softly to himself.

[17:40] Vivea ambled her way down through the lower city to her destination and came to a halt before the door, more or less contemplating whether she wanted to get herself even further into such a confined area. But, she knew what was on the other side of the door...so after taking a short while to ensure that her disguise was well in place, she pushed open the door and scooted inside. Slender fingers alternated between tugging at her skirt and her top, indicating a bit of discomfort regarding the pieces of clothing for whatever reason. Fiery eyes darted about at the inhabitants in search of familiar faces, but never lingered too long in one place, though she did direct a silent nod of greeting to anyone she made eye contact with.
[17:40] Crystal Skies whispers: Entering this building feels like stepping into a surreal other world. Smoke drifts in the air, the sounds of languid laughter and faint music come from shadowy alcoves, and the decor suggests lavishness and a sensual treat to the senses. One of the scantily clad dancers sways her way through the patrons to your side, offering to guide you to whatever pleasure you might desire.


[17:41] Crystal Skies whispers: Entering this building feels like stepping into a surreal other world. Smoke drifts in the air, the sounds of languid laughter and faint music come from shadowy alcoves, and the decor suggests lavishness and a sensual treat to the senses. One of the scantily clad dancers sways her way through the patrons to your side, offering to guide you to whatever pleasure you might desire.

[17:44] Forest Pond (paradoxical.mode): ((Sorry, Moura had to go AFK for a bit. I'll post now.))
[17:44] Gerald Baker looks around the dimly lit area, blinking as his eyes slowly adjust to the lighting. It is then that he would see Viveka, Arad, Cy, and a few other people. Waving, he would follow along behind the guide, looking about with no idea what to expect... though occasionally he'd wave a hand in front of his face, waving off stray clouds of smoke

[17:46] Viveka (themis.adasia): ((i'm going to go ahead and post to get people moved down the hall if no one minds))

[17:47] Cypriana Vanya Tamalyn (cy.tamalyn):

[17:47] Viveka (themis.adasia): ((okay nm then!))
[17:47] Valos (taiki.tsunenaga): (( No you must all stand in the entrance and bask in my glory. Forever. ))

[17:47] Viveka (themis.adasia): ((roflmao <3))
[17:47] Vivian Silvera (korrinel) basks all silent-like.)
[17:48] Valos (taiki.tsunenaga): (( Exxxxxcellent <3 ))
[17:49] ObiOneAnd42nd (gadget.cyberstar): ((Your glory? It's clearly *my* glory.))
[17:49] Alleo (alecksin.avora): (( *Sits down and measures egos* ))

[17:49] Valos (taiki.tsunenaga): (( Gonna need a bigger stick, bby ))
[17:49] Alleo (alecksin.avora): (( ;0 ))
[17:50] Valos (taiki.tsunenaga): (( Where's my sexy tummymoufsnaek? :< ))

[17:50] Forest Pond (paradoxical.mode) took a moment to look back at all the commotion that had come through the door in droves. It was now the Elemental chose to express his surprise with just a gentle lofting of his brows inquisitively. Not wanting to clog up the pathway the Elemental made his way through a pair of bead covered passage ways until he could find a nice bit of uncovered stone to sit down on. His Fae continued on with her searching, leaving him to his drum. Once seated, a ponderous tune filled with rhapsodic notes fluttered from his dimpled metal hang drum.

[17:50] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) took a moment to look through the beaded curtain at the woman dancing behind it. Likely quiet the amusement for some, if not most who ventured into the Den. And she certainly seemed skilled. But the lady had no interest in watching any sort of sensual display. Fuck bitches get money and all that. So instead of really investing herself in the show, she'd instead look around the establishment. Whilst she was doing so, her eyes would catch sight of Aradhelon near the entrance. The woman had /just/ moved in to the den, and already she was moving back out..."Daaaaaaaaaahling!" she'd exclaim, her gloved and gilded arms spread wide in a warm greeting, smoke trailing from her cigarette as she moved across the fine oriental rug on the floor towards him..."How smashing that you've made it, dahling! Absoluteleh smashing..Is you-ah sistah coming? No, I suppose she wouldn't. She's not the soht, is she? So delightfulleh bookish, she is..."

[17:50] Cypriana Vanya Tamalyn glanced towards the individuals who had come before her, not lingering on any exposed flesh, and thankful that someone could drape their body appropriately when she saw Elizabeth. Keeping her stance she would turn her attention back to Vika, now noticing the opaque nature of her skirt, taking a deep breath in. Glaring for a moment, "You think the sights bother me.. " Vika got more emotion out of the old elf than most ever would, and in this setting she would get all of the rolly eyes and glares that Cypriana could muster. Sweaping a single hand towards her, "If you insist I see the springs, then I will follow you.." Curling three fingers and a thumb to point lightly, "If you think I will stay any longer than the necessary amount of time to view your establishment, I will be disappointing you.." Dread overcame her, looking deeper into the den, seeing more bodies - reluctant to subject herself to the empathic torture of the enclosed space. Hearing an unfamiliar voice she looked toward
[17:50] Cypriana Vanya Tamalyn: Aradhelon, watching his flamboyant nature. Folding her hand back behind her, she'd wait to be escorted further. Unfortunately she wasn't her 'pleasant' self today, at least not in this atmosphere, her greetings to the others would be limited to a polite bow of her head, if anything.

[17:54] Viveka (themis.adasia) watched as Djali went to Cy, almost seeming to prance dance about her, batting his big pretty goat eyes at her. She rolled her own eyes and shook her head. Djali would stay with Cy if she let him because....female. And he was one of those strange creatures that thought he was other things. Like a dog and a ladies man. She laughed as Valos took over the front desk. She was still learning the employees of the Den...hell she'd hardly learned the bath house before she merged the two. Arad joining made her pause and turn again, taking the offered wine with a bright smile and a slightly less theatrical than normal bow. "Well thank you Arad! You did not have to bring anything but it is much appreciated! Please, follow us, I was just about to get your mother and the others squared away." She looked to Cy and didn't take what she said to heart. She knew the elf well enough to know better. "I just appreciate you showing up. It does mean a lot to support me in my attempts to actually settle somewhere." She'd walk
[17:54] Viveka (themis.adasia): down the hall, pausing at the room with the dance pit and pull the curtains aside. "If you wish to enjoy the company of our entertainers, then please, help yourself. If you wish to continue on to the hot springs then just follow me!"

[17:54] Viveka (themis.adasia): ((repost for you two since you were out of range))

[17:54] Viveka (themis.adasia) watched as Djali went to Cy, almost seeming to prance dance about her, batting his big pretty goat eyes at her. She rolled her own eyes and shook her head. Djali would stay with Cy if she let him because....female. And he was one of those strange creatures that thought he was other things. Like a dog and a ladies man. She laughed as Valos took over the front desk. She was still learning the employees of the Den...hell she'd hardly learned the bath house before she merged the two. Arad joining made her pause and turn again, taking the offered wine with a bright smile and a slightly less theatrical than normal bow. "Well thank you Arad! You did not have to bring anything but it is much appreciated! Please, follow us, I was just about to get your mother and the others squared away." She looked to Cy and didn't take what she said to heart. She knew the elf well enough to know better. "I just appreciate you showing up. It does mean a lot to support me in my attempts to actually settle somewhere." She'd walk
[17:54] Viveka (themis.adasia): down the hall, pausing at the room with the dance pit and pull the curtains aside. "If you wish to enjoy the company of our entertainers, then please, help yourself. If you wish to continue on to the hot springs then just follow me!"

[17:57] Valos watched the people filter out and past but didn't seem to mind - it meant he was working without having to work. Work was always better when you didn't have to deal with customers. The maliciously glittering mismatched eyes settled on Viveka for a few long moments before a slow grin slipped across his lips and he rasped, "Go on, princessess. I sshall keep the front dessk occupied sshouldh new guessts come in." He waved a manicured hand elegantly before leaning back comfortably in the chair. Nappy time!

[18:01] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or nodded happily to Viveka, bowing his head and puffing away a happy ring of smoke towards her, "Of dear, don't even mention it." When she offered the dancers, he seemed to look around as if he hadn't noticed the scantily clad ladies at all. He did take a glance, but seemed to look right through them, immediately distracted by practically mimicked the exaggerated motions of Elizabeth's arms, his heels also click clacking forward, and his own smoke trailing after him. "Mother! Oh no, Sister did not come, but that is fine. She can enjoy the celebration any other time with me." He turned, noticing a very familiar hissy voice of a certain drow he had found lovely, but had to bite his tongue. Poor fellow wouldn't recognize him, and he would have to test the waters with who knew who and trusted who around here anyway. He turned back to mother and cooed away, his mask's teeth shining off. "How are you faring?"

[18:02] Cypriana Vanya Tamalyn walked slowly, near a snails pace, each foot treading with little to no sound to accompany it. When she was joined by Djali she let one hand fall to the side, dancing fingertips up the soft muzzle of the goat, playing over his ears. An animal, no matter what the animal thought of himself, was a bit of a comfort for her in this den of ill repute. The flat expression that pained over her features remained unmoved, it wasn't the nudity that bothered her, in earnest - but the lavish and lust driven displays and business that got her panties in a bunch. "I will always support you, Viveka. No matter what odd ideas you have for business and settling down.." If the goat let her, her hand would rest on his head as she focused on Vika, "Though, I do wish.. one day you might actually .... settle down.."

[18:03] Vivea pursed her lips behind her mask and let her eyes dart around the establishment once again, then began to move off in the direction the little tour group had gone. Unfortunately she didn't get terribly far, as a pair of rather loud and flamboyant family members began to exchange greetings in the middle of the passageway. Drawing to a halt, her eyes flicked between one and the other, before she shimmied slightly tot he side and peeked about, attempting to find a path that wasn't blocked by a dress train or wildly gesticulating arms.

[18:06] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) chuckled at her sons response, turning around after he spoke to follow Viveka as she responded in turn..."Yais, of cawse she can. Of cawse. And I'm mahvelous dahling. Providence has been with me. Eveddehthing is going /absoluteleh/ swimmingleh, and the gold is pouring in. I've begun designing the new palace for Denfohd. Soon we shall have enough to begin construction..." she'd purr, reaching down to actually pick up the velvet train of her gown so it was off of the floor during the tour...That way Vivea didn't have to trip on it too, conveniently..."So how are you, dahling, how are you?" she'd ask her son..."I have you-ah gift with me, by the by..."

[18:06] Viveka (themis.adasia) believes she lost the ones that would have been going into this room along the way. They'd get in there eventually. She would let the curtains fall back after anyone went in that actually did stop there and moved on, pausing when Cy spoke with her. "I know. But frankly I do not have many marketable skills other than entertaining and flirting....and trying to make the world pretty, one person at a time. I hadn't intended for all of this but when the opportunity came up, I had to take it. Else lose the bath house to the spring if we tried to compete. I'd pick the natural surrounding over the false anyday." She would continue on, pushing the beaded curtain aside to allow others to pass through without getting tangled up in it.

[18:07] Forest Pond (paradoxical.mode) 's playing became fluid after a handful of catching moments where he and the other musicians found an accord. He listened carefully, the acoustic panging of the room adding a subtle reverb to each note. His painted drum was struck with rapid, deliberate strokes from fingertip and knuckle, the sound carrying broader as the music worked its way into the rooms beyond. From his corner he glanced through the beads and toward the dancer in the pit. She moved well. Skilled as any craftsman. Her motion carved and worked through the hair with clear balance. She had no trouble keeping up with the music for the time being. The Elemental lulled his cragged back to the wall and continued his rhythmic music playing.

[18:10] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or was a gentleman with peculiar gentleman senses. One of these senses was when a lady was trying to pass beside him, though it never seemed to work when they were trying to pass to stab him in the gut. He slid to the side and offered an apologetic and outrageous bow, his jewelry clinking away before he followed after his Mother, listening to every word she and Viveka said. "I am splendid. I have begun recording most expenses of the city in terms of businesses and recording them down! I have yet to receive a few reports, but I have time before the next council meeting. I will be sure to collect them by then~" He purred, biting away at his pipe. "... OH? My Gift? Oh Mother! I am so excited! I should be more humble, but you know how I am! I love gifts and presents! Ho ho!"

[18:10] Gerald Baker moves along slowly through the opium den, until he found himself in a larger room with some seating, and branching rooms off to the sides and in front. Looking around, he would hum, before moving over to one of the very small chairs. Looking down to the chair, he would frown, before reaching out to nudge it with the tip of his boot. It had no actual back, and it was maybe a foot off the ground if that. His frown deepens as he tries to figure out who would find such a thing comfortable, before he looks around for more suitable seating

[18:12] When music finds its groove, that particular lilt and tone and is perfect, it is a beautiful thing. And it makes dancing a whole lot easier. A skilled dancer can only cover up poor music for so long before it's all awkward. Naia doesn't have that problem since Forest and the two den musicians work together to create an evocative beat and tune that carries the dancer more than vice versa. The Siren laughs softly, her voice like a descant to the provided music. Freedom bespeaks her movements, the dance telling a story on top of the one evoked by the song.

[18:17] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): Jaxon had meant to be here earlier but hey shit happened. The tall fellow was a little wobbly as he came in. Looked mildly drunk, a little blood smudge on his person but he seemed relatively well enough.

Once inside the den he strode right up to the front desk and leaned across it to peer at the individual. "Well ya aint Bella." Not that it stopped him from admiring the dark form....and from the very moderate safety of the desk between them he felt pretty good about it. "I know all ya black people supposed ta be dangerous an all." His hands lifted. "And ya might be." But his head tilted. "But yer still a purdy fella." The admittance of it though made him frown. "Sorry mate, still a bit out of it I guess. Don mind me. Hows the pahty goin ey?"

[18:17] Shyralei: ((BRB. There is foods in mah house!))

[18:18] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) passed through the bead curtain as it was pulled aside by Vika, offering the Malika a gracious smile once she was through. She probably would have offered a more verbal thanks too, but she was far too engaged in chatting with her son..."Heavenleh, dahling, heavenleh. You will no doubt do a spendid job. I'm eagah to he-ah what the true state of things is...I find it hahd to believe things are able to continualleh run this way without a tax increase..." she'd remark, before pausing beyond the curtain as Arad got all excited about the gift. Now, Dennys typist could be normal, and have her produce a small box from her coin purse to offer the Treasurer, but what the hell, right? The woman would actually reach up and, twisting one of the emeralds of her headdress, a hidden compartment would pop wide open. Right on top of her head. She'd reach in and grab a small, ornate box, before closing the compartment and offering it to her son..."As far as I'm aware, this makes you the onleh othah one on the island..."

[18:18] Cypriana Vanya Tamalyn ducked under the beaded curtain that Vika help open for her. She glanced around for a few moments, then focused back upon Vika. Neither song nor dance distracted her, desperately wanting to appear as supportive as she could, while fighting the urge to turn on the ball of her foot and head towards the exit. If she were any less poised she might have scoffed, instead her brows rose and fell to denote her disagreement, " There are a great many things you are capable of, you just chose to stop.." hand dancing through the air, "here, where its easy.." Vika would be used to Cypriana's attitude, having come to understand that it was out of love that she said things like that, but Cypriana always braced herself for what others might think. Of course, she'd feel it even if they didn't say it.
[18:18] Calix realized he mistook Naia's head bob for something else. His features fell flat as he moved toward the other edge of the room. Tilting his head to the side to allow a low pop be heard from his neck as he listened to the people talk. Crossing his arms and looking back to Naia as her dancing grew even more fluid and followed perfectly with the rhythm as of now. A squint though, given through the beads as he laid eyes on the goat. Watching the small creature with the group but simply continued to listen, but his eyes moved back to Naia.

[18:19] Vivea couldn't help but quirk a smile at the reaction from the unnaturally tall gentleman, though it only showed through in a slight crinkling at the corners of her eyes. Almost reflexively she dipped into a small, elegant curtsy in response - complete with a slight dip of her head, though she remained utterly, uncomfortably silent throughout. Content with that, she waited for the tour train to start chugging along again before following along in its wake, apparently quite content to simply take in the sights.

[18:22] Valos was just sort of dozing unless anyone said anything. Lazy Drow was lazy, and comfy chair was comfy. Hearing the door swing opened he cracked open the glowing crimson eye to peer at the new visitor before slowly opening the fake black glass eye. For a few moments he just sort of stared at Jaxon as he rambled out those strange greetings, but soon the pierced lips pulled back to reveal a mouthful of sharp-filed teeth as he hissed, "I'm pretty as fuckh, and do not forget it, handssome. And we are only dangerouss when we are awake. I am quite certain I am sstill assleep - I only ssee gentlemen as handssome as you in my dreamss. Tell me, dear one, what may I get for you thiss evening? Ssomething ssweet or sspicy? Or perhapss ssomething to relax you?" He leaned forward a bit so that his hands rested on the desk, fingers splayed and drumming quietly on the wooden counter top.

[18:26] Gerald Baker grins as he sees a couch in the corner and would move over to take a seat on it. It was... very bright, colorful, and gaudy... buuut it was fairly comfortable, and sitting a reasonable height from the ground. He still couldn't really lean back though, but... eh, he would lean forward and rest his arms on his knees while he looks around and listens to the music

[18:26] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or was pleased with the curtsy, evident by a happy smile upon his face as he nodded his head politely. He then also ducked under, having a bit more trouble due to his ridiculous height of the tallest of his kind. He then watched his mother open the compartment with a raised brow, blinking away before his hands reached out to the the box she had procured. "Oh.. Oh my.." He purred, slowly patting the box whenever he received it before clicking it open to take a peek, and perhaps take out whatever was hidden inside.

[18:30] Viveka (themis.adasia) gave a look to Djali when they reached the door of the springs. He knew better than to go in there. She'd shooed him out several times already. He didn't want to leave Cy's side though! He'd bleat pathetically, like a dog begging it's owner for attention, in hopes that someone would stay with him. Rolling her eyes, she would first turn to the others. "We have an area set up for massages, much more convenient than the old location," and then step in further. "And this is the new springs," she said proudly, very happy with how it had come out and thought all the work was well worth it. Hopefully others thought so as well. She noticed Elizabeth retrieve something from her headdress and took mental note of that. If she actually liked that sort of thing, that was a brilliant idea for stashing things. "Naturally heated and in my opinion, more soothing than the cold stones of the old building. The waterfall was the best part for me." She glanced to Cy after finally realizing she'd posted, and offered a
[18:30] Viveka (themis.adasia): smile. "There are so few things that bring me joy considering the things that I have to see on a daily basis. Entertaining has been the one driving force that I have had. I cannot imagine doing anything else.

[18:31] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): Well at least the drow took a compliment well. Good! He might get eaten but at least it wouldnt be for calling the other man pretty. "Nevah forget a pretty Fa-" Though he blink-blinked at all the sharp pointy teeth. "Sure ya aint a siren? Only time I evah saw teeth like tha." IT was both worrying, and fascinating. The drow was sort of like a lion. Very pretty, and JAon wanted to pat him to feel the fur....the lion might even let him if it was in a good mood, but with all those teeth he was playing a dangerous game. One day he was likely to be bit. "Ta bad mate, damned shame ta only admire ya when yer sleepin."
Asked what he wanted though, Jaon shrugged. "I know Vika were havin her grand openin taday. I said Id be here, I tend ta come here few times a week." After a moments thought he hmmed. "Suppose I could go fer a bit of anythin at this point. Wot would you suggest?"

[18:32] Forest Pond (paradoxical.mode) 's beat became divided, the notes maintaining the same progression of sound but falling more rapidly. He forced the tempo of their song slowly to shift toward a faster pace. His leg swept wider across the floor until he could comfortably rest a flat foot to the stone floor. In time with the accelerated pace of the music, the rough stone protrusions on his feet snapped against the floor giving added depth to the rhythm he played.

[18:34] Vivea kept following along, though now her attention had shifted from the people nearby back to the surroundings within the den. Specifically, the hot springs, which caused her fiery eyes to widen considerably with excitement. That looked /much/ more comfortable to her than the unyielding stone and excess smoke of the rest of the establishment. Still, she held off from following the rest through the beaded curtains - mostly because there wasn't too much room. Instead, she just kinda shuffled in place and directed a silent nod of greeting to the large man seated on the colorful couch nearby.

[18:35] Cypriana Vanya Tamalyn was starting to get that closed in feeling, a frantic flutter in her stomach, but it would never show on the surface. It was far too dark and there were too many people around her. Waves of feelings rolled over her, each one not being her own. The only tell of her discomfort was the small shifting steps from side to side, peeking to the side to see whatever gift or item was being revealed. Vika won her attention again, however, strolling along with her old friend - observing the digs. At the threshold of the spring room she would welcome the warmth of the steam that wafted over her. Reveling in the beauty of the space for a moment, "If it were not for the surroundings.." her elbow gently signalling to the opium dean behind her, "This would be a fine place for meditation.." Allowing her gaze to drift towards the room that had been mentioned for massage she'd nod her head and listen for the most part. If others were not present, she may have taken a dip in the water, but for now she'd
[18:35] Cypriana Vanya Tamalyn: her, "This is quite stunning....The waterfall is a wonderful asset to have, bringing waters anew. " she was mostly thinking about how disgusting the waters must be after a few patrons doing whatever they might do within them. "If this is all you wanted me to see, Viveka, I will take my leave..You understand.." at least she hoped, but she'd stay in vika insisted.

[18:35] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) smiled again at Aradhelon, watching with amusement as he opened up the box. Her hands would move up to her neck, running her fingers along her own Aphrodite jewelry..."It realleh is the most beautiful of all gems, if you can call it a gem. But I've no use for such a simple amulet. It realleh isn't my taste, you undahstand. And I'd hate for it to go to waste when my de-ah son has no Aphrodite of his own..." she told him, before casually adding..."I'm also giving you Brindleton. I believe I've told you what is produced the-ah..." she'd slyly add. And, quite abruptly, the woman would 'end' the conversation and turn back to give Vika her full attention...Perhaps because she heard the word 'massages'.."A massage pahloh?" she'd coo, taking a peek into the room..."Oh how maaaaahvellous! How delicious! How scrumptious! And the watah looks jaaaaahst divine!"

[18:38] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or seemed incredibly interested in the area as well as the gift, his golden hues traveling around and looking up and down, all around, before they landed back on the box. Of course he would be interested, this would be the place a lot of his Family's productions would be going. He would pull out the Aphrodite amulet, staring at it with wide eyes and letting out a nice, long "Ooooh!" "Oh, It's beautiful, Mother! Thank you so much! Yes, I much understand. Amulet's have never been a sore eye on me.." He laughed, before carefully sliding the amulet over his head, around his neck.. Whatever way the amulet was to be worn, giving it a few gentle pats. He could already feel his charisma rising, though he wondered if anyone else would feel the difference. "How grand!"

[18:43] Gerald Baker looks up as another makes her way into the room, and would nod his head to Vivea, saying "Hello there, miss." before reaching up to wave a stray cloud of smoke from his face. "If you're looking fer the tour, they went that way." pointing to the side room leading into the hot springs.

[18:44] Viveka (themis.adasia) nodded with a smile to her friend. She was excited about the whole thing and it did mean a lot that Cy had come. "If we could have gotten the entrance anywhere else, we would have. I know some people will have concerns going through the rest of the establishment to get to the springs but I am going to try to keep it as separated as I can so one does not interfere with the other too much. WOuld you like myself to escort you back out? Though...I believe Djali may be delighted to do so as well." She would be rewarded with Djali prancing all goat like about Cy again. Her attention was turned to Elizabeth and Aradhelon. Her smile broadened. "Indeed. I was happy to have the extra room for just that. Much more space to work with down here. And I plan on offering to rent them out for a price if people would like to have more private sessions. All in good time, of course. You all are welcome to wander about to familiarize yourselves while I walk with Cy back to the entrance." Seems she decided she was
[18:44] Viveka (themis.adasia): going to escort her friend without waiting for an answer!

[18:48] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): Didnt out right jump, but he did give a bit of a twitch as the drow went from still to flopping about like a fish. He liked the drow so far, but he was still mindful of their nature. He'd be friendly and do trade, but he was already to make moves to either bolt or defend himself if he had to. "Sadly, they might all be naked...gud ta look at yeh but they aint allowed ta do the naughty, least no in the wattah. Vika said so." And he pouted out his lower lip. IT still made him al ittle sad there couldnt be play in the water. Oh well. "Least theres eye candy ya?"

The drow standing, Jax was fine, it wasnt a sudden a movement. To be playful he even mirrored the other mans movements. "Light headed as fook. Lost a lotta blood, but its jes how I speak. Besides, it don compare ta yer liSsp my dark fiendish friend."

When it came to the houses's goodies he just grinned. "I could always go for a little Opium pick me up. But It'd be damned rude ta jes leave ya. Do ya only work the desk? No fun everyone else ta get
[18:48] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): enjoy the pahty and ya don get ta mingle."

[18:48] Calix has done little besides listen to the music, watch the movements Naia did not tire from and hear..some sort of commotion through the beads. Poking his head through the strands, a line getting caught on his headfin before shaking his head and potentially ripping the strand out he looked. Around the room slowly...and then fluttered his gills before slowly creeping his head back in.
[18:50] Shyralei: ((Back...and full.))

[18:50] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) gave a charming little laugh to Aradhelon, accompanied by a dismissive wave of her ring covered hand..."Oh, you are veddeh welcome, dahling. Veddeh veddeh welcome. You've cahtainleh eahned it. You wahk so teddibleh hahd, and have done the Mont D'or name proud." she praised. And he really had. Becoming the treasurer and starting up a newspaper? The media and the money were in Mont D'or hands now. And it was all thanks to him. As he put the amulet on, she'd smile brightly..."Oh you look remahkable, dahling. Absoluteleh remahkable!" she exclaimed, admiring the little touch of awe the necklace inferred on it's new owner. But she only admired it for so long. She was a polite woman, and had another conversation going with Viveka! Turning back to the Malika, she seemed rather delighted by the prospect of renting out one of the services for a private session..she was a private woman, after all..."A brilliant strategeh, dahling! Brilliant indeed! Well, we shall look around while you handle business. Ta, dahling!"

[18:52] Cypriana Vanya Tamalyn was quite taken by the waterfall, for whatever reason it seemed to quell the excitement, lust, and other feelings that danced about her, from other people. Vivka's voice roused her from her momentary reprieve, causing every feeling to rush back to her. Turning she would begin to refuse the need for an escort, "I will be fine, I assure..." but Vika asserted that she would help her to the entrance. Turning her head to face Vika entirely, "Djali would be a fine escort, I do not wish to take you from your patrons.." eyes lifting to lay upon Elizabeth and Aradhelon, "Such beautiful patrons as they are." Sweeping her hand towards them, "Please tend to them.." The thought of private sessions sent a shiver up her spine, she could only imagine the shenanigans that'd ensure. Light steps brought her closer to Elizabeth and Arad, and closer to being free. The red clad woman's words brought a hitch to her stride, she had almost gotten Vika involved in what was going on, and could've made it out
[18:52] Cypriana Vanya Tamalyn: quickly as possible. Peeking over her left shoulder at the scantly clad darling Vika, "perhaps I will come on a night when there is no party, so that I might enjoy the waters."

[18:54] Viveka (themis.adasia) nodded he head with a smile. "Well, the logic being that not everyone wants to bathe next to everyone else and worry about anyone getting grabby hands. The way I see it, I will gain more people that I would not have otherwise had." She followed Cy out despite the refusal, shaking her head as she went, which only caused a small misstep that she quickly corrected. "Nonsense. I need to make sure I thank everyone for coming so I need to see if anyone else has arrived." She would bow her head to the others that had been there and tell them she would return to check on them as she continued to follow Cy and Djali, who...was prancing up the hall beside his apparent new girlfriend, or so his mind would likely think.

[18:54] Vivea shuffled her feet slightly as she hovered around the opposite side of the beaded curtains, peering through them as best she could, though her gaze was mostly directed towards the water. The disguised woman stiffened slightly when she heard a voice address her, then slowly turned fiery eyes on its owner and just...stared for a few moments, as if surprised to receive a greeting. After a short while though, she lifted a hand and wiggled her fingers in greeting, then flashed a small smile in the man's direction - again, an expression only betrayed by a slight crinkling at the corners of her eyes. A slight dip of her head in thanks followed this, before she turned and pushed her way through the hanging beads into the next room without a single word. What an odd duck. After deftly sidestepping the pair of Mont D'ors, she placed her back against the wall and examined them carefully - they certainly didn't act like most of the others she'd met, and that drew her interest. Thus, she stood and watched, for th
[18:54] Vivea: moment putting off her desire to take a dip in favor of something slightly more meaningful.

[19:03] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or purred and waved off at Cy with a hand, chuckling with a smile. "Oh, my. You darling! Thank you! I heard your compliment, and we are both very flattered, I assure you!" He said, watching her leave with a bit of a sad expression. That is, until his eyes met on Vivea, who he had seen stepping around. "Hello, my dear. I saw you about earlier, pleasure to meet you!" He spoke to her, also nodding Viveka off.

[19:07] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) heard Cy refer to her and her son in a kind manner, and an all too charmed smile showed itself on the womans face..."My though, dahling, you are faaaaaaaah too kind. And veddeh delightful to look at you-ahsailf..." she responded. Denny, of course, never neglected to repay a compliment. It wouldn't be ladylike of her. As the owner and Cy departed, Denny and Arad were now alone with the silent stranger. This, of course, amused the woman to no end, because either things were going to get awkward or the silence would be broken. And Arad seemed to make the first step towards the latter. the noblewoman would, afterwards, join in..." Yais...And how veddeh mysteddious. I do so enjoy the mysteddious soht. They can be veddeh entahtaining. Especialleh when they are pretteh like this one..."

[19:13] Cypriana Vanya Tamalyn enjoyed the goat as he playfully made his way with them. There would be no stopping her this time, except to acknowledge Viv with a dip of her head and a curiosity in her eye. It melted into more disdain when she noted the eyes on the woman. Instead of lingering and saying anything she would dip her head to both Arad and Elizabeth, "Be well both of you.." then parted the curtain and followed along with Vika. Periodically she'd glance over, " If you insist, and it isn't in an attempt to protect me, then I will welcome your company." Eventually she would begin feeling better, the closer she came to the entrance, to the possibility of fresh air, "If there is anything I can do to help you, supply you with herbs, oils, whatever manner of remedy or ease I can, do let me know, Vika."

[19:16] Viveka (themis.adasia) was very happy that things seemed to be going pretty well, even if no one really sat down and ya know...bought anything. She would try to encourage that by telling an NPC that she passed to go see if anyone needed a drink or a snack or anything of that manner while she continued walking down the hall with Cy. Her eyes fixated on a figure at the entrance and the sly smile grew across her face which was only interrupted by Cy's words. She laughed lightly. "Cy, one thing that I really do not think you need is protection. I know you can fend for yourself. You keep me in line pretty well sometimes. I just have not seen you for a while and I have a few questions for you. Namely, I am interested if anyone that works for you, or you yourself, knows anything about pressure points? It would help with my work and I plan on using it in some other ways too because I've been tossed about too easily lately. Also, I need someone to do the check up on my ear in a few days and was hoping you would
[19:16] Viveka (themis.adasia): considering....you know..." She figured Cy would get her implication, and especially with the crap the wolves had been pulling lately, she was afraid of anyone catching on because of her quicker healing. "I can stop by later once things die down here or tomorrow or...whenever really. And we can talk about the herbs and oils as well if you can do this."

[19:19] Vivea flicked her fiery eyes up to the tall gentleman who'd greeted her, again with a crinkling at the corners of her eyes indicative of a pleasant expression beneath her mask. Noting the woman's attention as well, her gaze flicked over in her direction, before her hand lifted to wiggle fingers in greeting to the both of them. The role was held above all else though, and she'd received a compliment. Turning to Denny fully, she sipped into another elegant curtsy complete with a respectful dip of her head, then straightened up and...waited. Waited for both elves to exit the room, though her posture certainly remained friendly enough despite the disdainful glance from Cy - which of course she noted and stored away as expected. After she was certain both were at least to a range where hearing would be difficult, she finally spoke up in a thickly accented voice slightly muffled by her mask, and allowed her fiery eyes to drift between the Mont D'ors, "Your kindness does not pass unnoticed, and I am grateful. Yo
[19:19] Vivea: will forgive, I hope; I speak not when there is no need." She placed a hand on her chest, then continued, "This one is referred to as Jericho, and surely it is my pleasure to meet."

[19:25] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or took a gentle step forward, leaning a bit to take a better look... Close enough to have a view of her, but far enough that it couldn't be too close for comfort. He was sneaky like that with his spacing, always making sure the distance between folk was in his benefit. "My! What lovely eyes you have. They remind me of a warm sunset on a summer beach.." He complimented. It was by complete chance that he did so, considering Cy's look of disdain he had completely missed. Even so, it was an interesting way to twist a strange feature into something positive. "Jericho is a lovely name as well. Tell me, are you new to the Island? This here is Elizabeth Mont D'or... My Mother, and a darling beauty she is. I am Aradhelon."

[19:30] Cypriana Vanya Tamalyn continued to feel twinges here or there of the feelings from others, but it was starting to subside enough that she straightened her posture and returned to her full poised grace as she glided through the halls. With a dip of her head to Vika, "I could teach you about pressure points, yes. I am most well versed with those for human and elf, but I'd hazard to guess they are the same for all humanoid races." It was just a hypothesis, it wasn't as if she had many other races willing to be experimented upon. Raising sights towards the points of Vika's ears, "Of course, I saw in the journals that you had suffered, I was quite remiss that I did not find you sooner to see how you were." Now in the lobby of the den, she'd look longingly at the door, then back to her old friend, "I will certainly devote whatever resources I have to your needs, we can compile a list so I can begin work on the order.." Glancing at the drow behind the desk, shaking her head, then reaching to push the door open,
[19:30] Cypriana Vanya Tamalyn: various aspects of your establishment, I am pleased that you are settling roots, Vika. It is good to have your face grace my every day, again. Do be safe and make wise choices, Mellonamin."

[19:31] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) chuckled ever so slightly at the response..."Ah yes...No speech without need. Something I've heah-ed faaaaah too many times..." she'd tease, before taking a long draw on her cigarette. The rubies on the holder glimmered in the candlelight as it moved, and when she lowered it again the light danced all throughout the room. Smoke spilled out from her mouth as she listened to the woman talk some more, and then to her son as he took his turn..."Aradhelon, dahling, you flattah you-ah de-ah mothah!" she'd exclaim, in a manner that was both chiding and cheerful at the same time.

[19:36] Vivea held her ground as Aradhelon approached, then lifted both eyebrows in surprise at the compliment and immediately dropped her gaze to the stones below before replying simply, "Your words grace this one." Without really thinking about it, she tugged uncomfortably at her armored skirt again, then glanced between the pair and politely continued, "A beauty of rare elegance and adorment, yes." Slight movements underneath her mask perhaps indicated that she was silently experimenting with their names, before her attention shifted fully to Elizabeth. "Silence does not offend, I hope?" Her hands clasped before her as if she was sincerely concerned about whether or not she'd offended, "Your names - I will not forget their music."

[19:37] Viveka (themis.adasia) grins at Cy being able to teach her things. Step two of learning to fight down once she got a little more basic combat under her belt. Djali barged his way behind the desk to find his stash of apples that she put back there and stopped to look up at Valos when he suddenly found legs he wasn't expecting. "Well perhaps we can make this a joint endeavor. Perhaps others would be willing to allow us to see if they are the same or not." Brilliant idea! "And I know you're busy Cy. It wasn't so bad. Aradhelon and Erthur helped me, otherwise it could have been worse I am sure. I will stop by so you can look at it later though. Thank you again for coming by. It truly does mean a lot to me considering all of the things...." Emotions, what went on in parts of the establishment, all of the stuff. Then her eyes fixated on Jaxon and her smile broadened. "It has been far too many hours since my eyes got to soak your form in. I insist that you work here so that I can look on you at my leisure," she purred,
[19:37] Viveka (themis.adasia): moving in closer to him. She would glance to Valos, the smile still on her face. "I hope you were treating him well. He is one of my favorite clients." For the moment. TIll the next sexy guy with a beard walked in.

[19:43] Cypriana Vanya Tamalyn had her hand on the door, pushing at it slowly, trying not to be rude. Like a black cloud descending upon a pleasant day, she felt disgust roll up her spine. A quick glance over her shoulder, eyes drifting from one gentleman to the other, unsure who felt it, but it was potent enough that she had to take a deep breath and gather herself. As the door opened wider, Reshka's nose poked through, sniffing about. The large dire wolf had waited outside for his companion, and when he had the opportunity he tried to sneak his fatass in between the doors. Cypriana caught his head with her fingers, "Not here, I do not think Vika would like you in here." Looking to the bath and den owner, "Perhaps we could experiment, as it'd help me better serve patients.." As soon as the lusty flirtymcflirt busted out, Cypriana backed into the door, pushing it open enough that the full size of the beast she called Reshka would come into view, "I will leave you to your... " her fingers wiggled towards the two o
[19:43] Cypriana Vanya Tamalyn: hoping her thoughts were implied, "Be wise, Vika. Wise." With that she would begin moving away.

[19:44] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or laughed at his mother's response, puffing away joyfully before his attention turned back to the woman. She was curious indeed, and even more so, quaint. He loved the quaint, quiet and polite, even if there was something about her manner of dress that told him she was a bit experienced for his taste. He would gently tap and bite at the pipe with his teeth in thought, his smile still remaining before he straightened to his full posture. "Enjoying this here establishment, then? Thinking of buying anything? Or perhaps looking for a hire? I hear Viveka is interested in guards, and she should be. Poor lasses need protection around these parts." He motioned to a scantily clad dancer, but did not actually look at her. He wasn't really interested in his movements.

[19:54] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) listened intently to Jericho talk. Mainly because the woman seemed to be flattering Denny, and of course that was going to draw her attention...But something was off. As a woman who had basically made her fortune off of the natural resources Aradia had to offer, she knew Aradians very well. And while Jerichos accent was perfect, there was something slightly...Off about it. Slight quirks that were picked up only due to excessive experience with the culture. But Denny could never be accused of being blunt. No, she'd not question such a thing outright. Instead she'd smile sweetly, and tell the strange 'Aradian' that she was "Too kind, dahling, too kind. And silence cahtainleh doesn't offend, so long as a lack the-ahof doesn't offend you eithah. I fe-ah you shant get any if I or my son can help it..." she'd tease, laughing at her own words before Arad proposed guard work to Jericho. Likely good work for someone good with a blade and without morals. As Arad concluded talking, the woman would smile and look >
[19:54] The Den Mother (valerievixxen): < between the two..."Well, I maaaahst admit, I feel jaaahst awful for doing so, but I do have to depaht. I've many business dealings that must be handled by tonight...And a few accidents to addange...Do have a maaaahvelous evening, Aradhelon, de-ah...And enjoy you-ah new amulet...And Island..." she'd purr, before offering Jericho a smile too..."and farewell to you, dahling. It was a pleas-yah making you-ah acquaintance..." and with that, the velvet draped woman would turn heel and begin out


[19:58] Cypriana Vanya Tamalyn easily disregarded the drow's greeting to her, she was nearly out the door when the uproar occurred over her wolf. Her stomach felt like it bottomed out, the fear palatable. As it was clear who she was getting the feelings from, the taste was almost delicious. That fact, however, would not be revealed. Instead, as the door began to close on the image of her and the wolf, she just looked at the drow, hand combing through the thick fur atop his head. It'd last a moment, until the door closed completely, at which point she'd turn and begin to walk out for greener pastures.

[20:03] Vivea smiled again beneath her mask, letting the corners of her eyes crinkle as she swiftly replied, "There is beauty here, which reminds me of home. Partaking will not be tonight, no. I simply wished to look, and learn." The comments about the place looking for guards drew her eyebrows together thoughtfully, but she left that without comment for the time being - she wasn't the guarding sort, after all. Another slight, respectful dip of her head was given to Denny in return to her words, before she straightened up and allowed herself a throaty little chuckle. "Pleasant company is always preferred to silence, and you are certainly this." Hearing that the woman was departing, she straightened her posture slightly, then placed a closed fist on her chest and offered, "This one wishes you safety in your travels, and is grateful for the pleasure of our meeting."

[20:09] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or gave his Mother a respectful bow smiling softly and touching his amulet with his gloved hand. "Many thanks again for your gift, Mother. Good luck on your work, I shall see you soon!" He replied, then straightening to watch her depart. His attention would flip back to Jericho, leaning away on the counter for a moment as he puffed away at his pipe. Dancers would surely come to offer their treats, and Aradhelon would give a good twelve copper for a set of chocolates, otherwise munching on them on a plate.. But their offers of anything else, such as a massage, were promptly ignored, his attention staying on the other female. "Any thoughts, my dear? I know you said you were a silent type, but even the smallest of observations is welcome by me.."

[20:20] Vivea crossed her arm beneath her chest, then rested her opposite elbow on her hand and gestured airily about, mostly disregarding the dancers and various workers who made their way about the smoky establishment, "It is /clean/. A small point to many, but not one missed by this one's eyes in such a place. No dried blood do I see, nor are there lingering hints of violence and extortion. This place..." She gestured about again, "...might be safer than one thinks." Clearly, she was content with speaking a bit...though perhaps to her, conversation with an obviously wealthy person was something she viewed as necessary.

[20:25] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or clapped and nodded for a moment, stuffing another chocolate into his mouth. "Yes, Yes! Clean indeed! Though, to be honest, I don't exactly like the hippy-thrashy ladies. I never understood the lure of suggestive dancing, nor do I really plan to." He rambled a bit. "No no, I like classy, elegant dancing. Dancing that has no ties of lust connected to it. Dancing not for the eyes, but dancing for the heart." He would touch his chest twice, as if to gesture this while the other hand held the plate up in a dainty manner. "I also do not fancy revealing outfits, unless it is not out of vanity, but instead to simply be free of garments and live without restriction. I would say, if one wishes to be vain..." He would take a few steps to the center of the room before doing a spin on his heels to face her once more. "Than one should wear more, don't you think? Nothing interesting about bare skin, unless your skin is particularly interesting to begin with!"

[20:31] Viveka (themis.adasia) tapped her finger against her lip and pondered the last thing that Jaxon said. "There could be something one could do with that. I mean...we have some...off the book endeavors admittedly if one is willing. That could be an interesting addition and perhaps something I may have interest in learning myself some day." Her ear twitched as Valos spoke, especially the bits where he was talking about wolves. Her expression remained stoic though, not letting any hint that she even had an opinion on the matter, despite that she felt her skin crawling. She clung tighter to Jaxon's arm because of it. She'd finally sensed the silver that Valos was wearing. And there was no safe way to bring it up. "Now now, not all wolves are so bad. But the rumors of them rampage and destroying things is unsettling and I cannot blame ones opinion because of that." She also took special note of the skills that both of them said that they had. "I am still working on the finer details of things but I believe we can find uses
[20:31] Viveka (themis.adasia): for each of your skills. Especially the piercings, tattooing and beautifying. For now, we will have you as a guard, but I would be simply delighted if you would perhaps....show me what dances you are capable of and let me be the judge of how you would look scantily clad. I do not mind you nude either. You could always dance for me that way. You know, since I have danced for soooo many years for others." she would say, winking to Jaxon at the last bit but still clinging to his arm. She was trying to pretend that silver was not in the area. Djali would dig around behind the desk for the bag of apples that he knew was back there. Finally he found it and dumped the whole thing out. Luckily it wasn't a whole lot. About seven or so would go rolling across the floor. Vik would roll her eyes at the sound of the fruit rolling. She didn't have to see it to know what he'd done. "Djali has a bit of a temper to him if someone threatens me. Not always fond of men, though there are exceptions."

[20:31] Gerald Baker snorts as he seems to have woken up from falling asleep for a few minutes there, and would look around a bit at the smoky interior of the room. The crowd, or what there was, seems to have cleared out a little bit. He would hear voices off in one of the side rooms, one familiar and one not so much. Reaching down, he checks himself... and finds that his purse is where it last was, and his shield is still on his back. With a sigh, he would stand and look around, wondering at what to do

[20:33] Viveka (themis.adasia) totally made her notecard she types in bigger so her posts are coming out longer....SOOORRY))

[20:39] Vivea couldn't help but release another throaty chuckle at the comment about the dancers, then crossed the arm she'd gestured with beneath her chest as well and remarked, "There is beauty in skilled movements of a body, though I would not devote myself to that path of learning." Something in her expression softened slightly at the remark about what sort of dancing he preferred - it reminded her of something from when she was much...much younger. With only a slight waver to her slightly muffled voice, she continued, "We are agreed, though. This place holds none that I have seen, but many dancers of exotic kind seek to tell a tale with the movements of their body. Ask, and perhaps they will share." The corners of her eyes crinkled again in a smile at the comment regarding revealing outfits - for a few reasons, first and foremost being the fact that she was /usually/ completely nude 100% of the time. "Opulence and elegance best express vanity in this one's mind as well, yes," she began, with a very slight te
[20:39] Vivea: tone to her voice. "Certainly, your beauty is accented well by your finery. The mask, as well..." She trailed off as her fiery eyes drifted over the mask on the man's features, clearly rather fascinated. As one who spent her life shifting between disguises, it definitely had a certain appeal to her.

[20:47] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): "I agree wit ya both. I met a wolf or two tha aint so bad, but 'avin been chased an mauled an' hearin rumor of the lot of em I cant say I'm a fan over all....and a respectful fear of em." He found his lips curling in amusement at Valos though. "Hmmm....sounds a bit like ya might be projectin thar mate." He mused as he listed off the goats characteristics. Though....something Valos said made him remember something. "Oh ey! I remebered somethin I were told once and always wanted ta know. It were said Female drows had teeth on their vaginas so any male drow that fooked em had their pricks chewed off, and that was the only way females got their seed. They didnt get pleasure from men but otha females and when the babies were born they had ta be cut out. Is tha' true?"

Feeling Vika tighten on his arm though he wrapped his other arm around her as much as he could and used it to play with her hair. It likely seemed like flirting but in this case, he was offering comfort. "A guard ill be then, an let me know about
[20:47] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): the dreamin." And since it was just the two of them now he finally shared. "My usual work is as an assassin, or a sell sword. I dunno if you 'ave a need fer tha." Though he glanced from Vika to Valos. Because he didnt really care who hired him for that one. "If the need ever arises." He shared

Soon, JAxon was laughing though as she mentioned him dancing nude. "Some day."

[20:51] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or seemed to be ecstatic with her reply on his good looks, but not so much with the dancers. He would show this by waving off the offer, pointing at one with a thumb in the distance, and speaking in a low tone. "Though I am not one to ever judge a woman based on her art-form, much as a smith may be uninterested in the art of magics.. I am uninterested in the art of exotic dancing." He explained. "Now, to dance with a woman in unison to the tune of a song! That is much more my style!" In regards to his outfit, he would touch at his mask in in thought, then playing around with the variety of layers he wore over his body. "Hmm, I do my best to dress as beautifully as I can, but it seems many are interested in this mask I wear! To be honest, it is not a mask to me, but my face. I wear it so often, and because of its properties, I rarely have to take it off.."

[20:54] Gerald Baker hums as he makes his way off towards the entrance of the place, not feeling much like taking a bath or getting wasted off of drugs

[20:56] Viveka (themis.adasia) did manage to relax when her hair was suddenly played with. That was one of the quickest ways to calm her down actually. She would sink against him further and just enjoy while she tried her hardest to not laugh at the story about the female drow. It always amused her how crazy stories got. "The pack is running a bit crazy, rumor has it. Though rumor also has it the wardens killed one of theirs. Why, I don't know. I've only gotten snippets." Her nose would wrinkle at the mention of him being an assassin. Not that she had issue with them. She was just heavily connected to spirits and really found unnecessary killing abhorrent. "I am satisfied to know you are capable of handing people should a problem arise. Generally I do not wish death upon anyone or anything without good cause." Plus it was fewer things to pull at her mind if they were lurking about and had not made it to the umbra. Her ears perked at the last bit that Jaxon said and the smile spread back across her face, near ear to ear. "Oh, you
[20:56] Viveka (themis.adasia): tease me so Jax. I believe I will hold you to those words," she purred. As Valos spoke, she remained rather quiet while he explained it all to Jax, lips still curled in a smile, whether at the humor of the concept of vaginas with teeth or at the images that could be rolling through her head of nude dancing.

[21:01] Vivea stepped slightly closer and leaned in a bit as Aradhelon lowered his voice, then straightened up again with another throaty chuckle. Again with a hint of teasing in her tone, she replied, "A smith with knowledge of magic may learn to imbue his works with powerful spells, same as a man with social graces may learn much from the art of imbuing one's movements with meaning." She was referring of course to reading someone's posture, which was something she had extensive experience doing. "I am not one to deny your tastes, however. Perhaps one day, you would give this one the honor of a dance?" The final query was posed innocently enough, but certainly not in a pleading manner; if anything, the same as how one would ask a companion to share a friendly drink. Finally, she let her hands drop to her sides again, though one paused early so as to rest comfortably on her hip as those fiery eyes drifted up and down across his robes. Eventually they settled on his mask again as she offered, "I hope you forgive m
[21:01] Vivea: interest; it is not as if the rest of your garb is displeasing to the eye, masks simply hold a certain fascination for me." She paused and gestured airily about with her free hand, "There are always reasons for wearing such, and always reasons for the mask chosen. There is beauty in this, as well."

[21:14] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): "I ad a faun an satyr lover once. Twins actually. They were an interestin pair. I like em ta." Valos's explanation of the Drow Hooha though made him frown before beaming. "Gud ta kow. Cant say even seen a female drow before though, let alone her Hooha, but at least I know if I ever do an it comes ta tha' her junk won be eatin mine." With a pained expression for Valos he added. "An' I'm sorry about yer dementadly brutal family 'avin shit aim an butcherin yer eyeball. I kinda like the Pretty-rub, murdery look. The black one don suite you as well as the other." And added in a playful wink.

"The wrdens?" He'd been a warden years ago when he was young, very young, he'd trained with them. "Arnt they supposed ta be guardians of the wood? Oath swearin defenders a those tha cant defend themselves an all?" Or it had been but it had been a very long time since he'd been with them....and fuck oaths. "If they did kill a wolf though no wondah the otha wolves would be pissed though." He wasnt sure all the crazy was going
[21:14] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): to make things better, but the rage was understood, the want to do /something/ Revenge he understood, perhaps they'd just gone about it the wrong way. "I don take a life because I enjoy it purdy lady." And he left a chase kiss to the top of her head if she let him. "I do it, because Im gud at it, and it pays well." It wasnt personal. It was business.

[21:21] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or seemed to eventually give up and agree with her, his head nodding away a few times as he laughed and accepted her offer. "Of course, I would be so very happy to share a dance with you. That would just be splendid, by dear lady." He spoke, beginning to continue to wander about the room. "Ah, but yes. I do love a good tale about masks, indeed. It seems everyone has one in one way or another, some more noticeable.." He would tap his mask with his nail, the porcelain clinking despite its apparent fleshy nature. "And some, not quite. I have been considering getting a second mask, though... A more redder-toned mask, to match this here outfit a bit better.. But that means enchantments.. Ahh.."

[21:23] Gerald Baker hums as he walks over to the group up at the front of the bath house "It's true, a garou was killed by several wardens. After the Garou stormed the keep and began destroying the place. Seems like a fairly logical outcome when a large creature storms a secure fort that is full of people trained to slay such things, no? Then the Garou burned the keep for some kind of 'justice' or something." he shrugs "At least, that's what I got from the head." he then points to the couch sitting in the other room "By the way, that couch is surprisingly comfortable." at the continued talk of Wardens, he would shrug, saying "Again, from my understanding... wardens try t' keep the land safe from the shit that wants to destroy it or kill the people on it. Th' shadow things for instance... and that damn dragon." he frowns "Hate dragons... damn... giant, pompous lizards." as Valos hops over the counter to head off, he would wave to the Drow, saying "Farewell, don't kick any hives. Or if you do, be sure to run very

[21:26] Viveka (themis.adasia) really wished the conversation would actually go away from wolves and what not. She had enough on her mind what with having to have some very serious conversations that would likely leave her packless again. Not that she had gotten hugely attached to many yet anyway. The ones she talked with most were gone. "I was never told what happened nor do I know if it is true. Like I said, rumors. For all we know, it was a warden feeling threatened and wanting to defend themselves. I understand being upset that you lose someone....but if killing so many others was revenge for one fallen....well...I cannot agree with that. One should not be justification for a dozen." Her eyes went to Jaxon and she beamed when Valos spoke of sticking to Elven women. "I agree with him! We are fascinating creatures. Especially those of us not of high Elven blood. Prudes!" Her smile was quickly snuffed out when Valos came closer and she tensed up, though simply making it look like she were clinging as tight as she possibly could to
[21:26] Viveka (themis.adasia): Jax. She didn't like the silver around her. Being around coin all day was bad enough. This, wherever it was on him, was unnerving. Her only distraction was Gerald finally filling in the blanks for the story she'd been partially told. She was beginning to feel even less sympathetic to what Skyrah had done hearing that. But the story of one side was not enough to fully convince her. She did not think she would ever hear an unbiased story from the wolves side though. She looked up to Jaxon, worry on her face, worry that helped mask the silver being so near. "If I ever have to face a dragon again, will you keep me safe?"

[21:31] Morrigan came into the room, hops snaking from side to side as she approached like a panther to its prey, "Oh lovely creatures.." she'd purr. Pale green eyes dragging over each form before her, licking her lips in tandem with the lewd appraisal of each, "It seems its my lucky day." Looking at the counter that she decided was crafted for giants, she'd climb upon with the grace of a cat, crawling over it, her backside wiggling as she moved, "May I be of service for either... or both of you..." Fixing her sights on Aradhelon, "It has been far too long since I have seen you, darling.." Sitting down, crossing her legs, bending forward, grinning warmly, "Delicious.." Her gaze shifted almost immediately to the small woman near her, "and you, sweet morsel.." trilling her tongue against her upper pallet.

[21:37] Vivea appeared content with her offer being accepted, and flashed a smile which crinkled the corners of her eyes before replying, "I will look forward to the occasion." The slight woman's fiery eyes followed Aradhelon on his path around the room, clearly rather intent in her attention regarding this point of discussion. "Perhaps might I hear /your/ tale some day? Surely my own would bore, but I would gladly share in return." She bit her lip, considering his last few words before clasping her hands in front of her and quietly exclaiming, "Ah! A crimson would be lovely, yes. Surely, the local enchanters would be glad to assist one such as yourself?" Hearing a now-familiar voice from behind her, the little 'tiefling' glanced sharply back over her shoulder and regarded Morri with fiery eyes, then immediately dropped back into silence. This had now edged into dangerous territory for her, which prompted her to slip that much further into her role. A slight scrape of sandals upon cobblestone announced her backin
[21:37] Vivea: away towards the other side of the room, even as she wiggled her fingers in greeting to the new arrival. For now, she dropped startlingly quickly back into dead silence.
[21:38] Viveka (themis.adasia) also says bye to Gerald cause she just realized she didn't, and for him to take care and thanks for coming

[21:39] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or seemed to stare over at Morrigan in confusion. Did he recognize her? Nope. Not at all. The only thing he recognized her from was the night of the Dragon, and even that was rough. "Oh! Hmm.. Hello my Lady!" He said with a bow of his upper body. "Ho ho! I hope you are faring.. Well?" He seemed to be sticking upright rather suddenly, as if her behavior was almost a bit much for him. In truth, it was. He didn't want anyone crawling over him on this night. His heels would click about as he slowly slinked towards the exit of the chamber, as if he had caught the attention of someone he recognized and was about to visit them.. Most likely run behind Viveka and hide, in reality. "Oh, yes indeed... It wouldn't require that much effort, though.. My original mask was quite a rarity, hm hm.. It won't quite be the same... My tale? Hmm.." He took a glance back, his hues settling on the Tiefling. It was calming to be distracted from the rather provocative woman. "My tale is.. Well, I would b
[21:39] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or: when we have a chance to sit together again, yes. It is a longer one..."

[21:45] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): "Oh...ey yeh, I tend ta be very....candid." Uncouth and open generally summed him up along with a few other things. "Oooh, poisons. The sleepin one might be useful yeah? Fer here? Someone come ta relax tha aint slept in days.....tell em ya can knock em the fook out a few hours, they be happy yeah?" He thrummed his fingers against his bearded jaw. "Hm, If I hit I need ta make I might jes pay you fer yer services if I think Ill make enough coin over all." Knowing a supplier could be useful. "And ey yeh, ya piss off one wolf ya get the whole damned lot of em in a fuss. The wardens were moved ta I saw. Now everyones gon be bitchin and Aberwyths stuck in the middle. Gud luck ta them all." Hell he couldnt argue the Wardens being asshats sometimes, they had their moments. Everyone did. "Skip the drow girls. Got it."But he chuckled. "Enjoy yer human Valos."

Someone else joining them though he hushed on all their extracurricular activities. He'd been open with them on purpose. He wasnt going to be open about what
[21:45] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): he did with everyone. Though...the mans words did make him snort "Yeh sounds damned logical ta me." Though his brow arched at 'dragon' He'd seen one or two on his travels but never in Valesk. "Theres a dragon ere?"

Vika perking up he grinned and tried for a playful nip at one of those elongated ears. "Elven wuman it is then! And who likes a prude?!" He even full wrapped his lrger fram around her. Purposefully so as he'd felt her tense up. He made protecting her and keeping her secret look like a playful flirt om nom nom that ear and snug you! "Huh? Protect you from a dragon? No, but I'll get you the fook out of its way." A person didnt defeat a dragon. Fuck that. you got the hell out of their way and saved your own ass. Or ya know...if you were nice you dragged other people out the way but...yeah. If a creatures toe was generally bigger then you were you didnt try to play hero.

[21:47] Morrigan wasn't even slightly deterred by the less than exciting welcome she received. Sitting up and looking both over, "Stories, I love stories.." Her body seemed to drip off of the counter, landing on her tipped toes, "Come now, do tell your story.." Inching forward, she would place her body between Aradhelon and the door, grinning mischievously, "This breaks my heart. To think I welcomed you home in the forest so many days ago." Pushing her lower lip out in an exaggerated pout, "You're being no fun, none what so ever.." reaching a hand out, finger extended to try and poke him with her hidden claw. Rapidly shifting her attention to the unknown tiefling, "and you, beauty.. coercing a dance out of this giant gentleman, I applaud you. Perhaps I should see if your dance skills are sufficient for such a magnificent specimen as this.. " There'd be no shortage of purrs to her speach, and fluid rocks of her hips back and forth, incapable of staying still.

[21:52] Vivea kept retreating until her butt bumped against the wall, then turned her gaze on Aradhelon again and nodded twice in response to the offered words, though she remained disturbingly silent. Internally, she was quite tempted...and more than a little frustrated. Normally, she'd /love/ to have that woman's company...especially in a setting such as this, but she wasn't about to ruin a perfectly good disguise simply because of that fact. The comment drew a smile from her, which she accompanied with a polite dip of her head, though still she stayed good and shut up. Ooo, but she was hating this.

[21:53] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or chuckled nervously, about to leave and kindly decline her demand with excusing himself, only to find himself urged to oblige. It was a peculiar experience, as if he remembered something very important coming into his mind.. And just then, he felt his forearm sting just slightly, and the poke from her hidden claw on his abdomen. "Oh.. OH." He spoke, looking at her more carefully, and momentarily tapping his chin in thought. "Oh! I ... I am so sorry, your hair.. Did you get a tan? Your hair done in that particular fashion, and your tan completely confused me! You must forgive me.. Curse these herbs.." He mumbled to himself, taking a look at his pipe. He realized now what this was all about, and he could not deny it. "You want to hear my tale then, hmm?" He inquired, motioning off. "Well then, my dear, we should sit down.. Will you be joining us, Jericho?"

[21:53] Gerald Baker rolls his eyes at the display between Viveka and Jaxon, and would shake his head, saying "Viveka, lass, you very well know... you an' I are the only folks stupid enough to stand in front of a dragon." he chuckles, then shakes his head at Jaxon "Oh, and no... Viveka got the dragon a ring, an' it took off... after about a week and a half of all the threats and the..." he raises his hands and speaks in a rough, growly voice "Doom upon all who reside here!" he drops his hands and sighs

[21:59] Viveka (themis.adasia) cooed when her ear was nipped at, one hand attempting to slip under Jax's shirt, but halted when Valos approached. She.would have shuddered then but luckily it was blocked by Jax at least taking the hint that something was bothering her and going along with it. She was going to have to keep a constant state of drunk around him to survive whatever silver he had on him.. She would laugh, though it was a squeak at first when she went to respond to being carried off if another dragon showed up. "Better than standing in front of me. What ever would I do if you perished? It would be one less beautiful man to brighten my days. Especially when I am holding them to their word of dancing nude for me." She relaxed finally when Velos had gone but....she wasn't going to move! It was a double win for her the whole way along! Gerald kept talking and she rolled her eyes. "You make it sound like I tried to marry it or something. It was here /for/ the ring. But that does just about sum it up."

[22:04] Morrigan was positively giddy, giggling out, clapping a few times - almost absentmindedly fluttering her glamoured wings. Her smiled from ear to ear, eyes twinkling, "Now you remember me, of what a dear. A handsome, wonderful, dear." Feeling that he'd no longer try to get away she walked straight for the woman who attempted to become one with the wall, "Of course she will, such a delicious little package.." arm reaching to grab form any part of the woman she could manage to get hold of, "Everyone loves stories.." Her other hand wagged about to the couches paste the bead curtain, "where shall we sit, beauties...." Her chastity belt had ridden up between her butt, causing her to try and shake it out, not really thinking about how rude that might be. She literally gave zero fucks about what others thought, right now she was just trying to collect everyone on the room. Hers. All hers.

[22:06] Jaxon (nelu.zuta): Found himself itching. He didnt pay mind to it but he'd got itchy when Valos was messing with Viveka. /weird/ He had to let Vika go when Valos left so he could itch. "It'll happen one day I'm sure! I'll be workin 'ere if no dancin naked I'll like;y be in a stuper and walk around nude with only my swords clasped ta me."

He turned to give Gerals a strange look though. "A dragon showed up and she gave it a ring? I think Im high already."

But that wsnt was bothering him he was itchy, and there was still ots of voices down here today. More then usual, louder then usual. He made a pained sound and went from itching to holding his ears like a kid that didnt want to listen to the grown up any more. "Ey Vee, I think ill need ta catch up wit ya tomorrow though when I come in. alrigh?" He didnt feel....himself just then nad he didnt know what was up. "Be safe, an don marry dragons."

[22:10] Vivea 's eyebrows rose slightly at the exchange between the two, though that was all she showed. Frankly, she didn't quite expect the pair to be that well-acquainted. Slender fingers lifted to pull her hair behind an ear as she listened, then she gave a slight nod in Aradhelon's direction regarding his query, though she refrained from moving...yet. A slight flash of anger crossed her fiery eyes as Morri approached, though she made no move to pull away as her arm was caught, and allowed herself to simply be tugged along without resistance. Beneath her mask, her fangs showed in a bit of a grimace, though that much remained hidden. Oh, what she'd have given for a different disguise right about then. For the time being, she remained completely silent and simply shot Aradhelon a look, more or less to avoid her eyes wandering anyplace they shouldn't be on the admittedly lovely woman leading her along.

[22:12] ObiOneAnd42nd (gadget.cyberstar): ((The dragon is infecting Jax! He needs immediate quarantine!))

[22:14] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or stared back down at her, giving her an apologetic shrug. To him, there wasn't much that he could do about her behavior. He had been asked to tell a tale, and he would do so. "Here would be just fine, dear.." He said, motioning to a nearby seat. "Don't you think it would be lovely to introduce yourself to this here new dear?" He purred, also secretly wanting to hear whatever name the woman was giving to herself with her "tan" as he sat himself down, crossing his legs as if he was needing some tranquility, about to bring up a long and old story about his past.

[22:18] Morrigan wouldn't catch even the slightest change in the woman's demanor, she was happy to have her hand on the lady's arm. Petting it like a fluffy kitty as she pulled her along with her, "I am Damara.." she would introduce herself, "What is my lovely date's name?" It had been decided, in her mind, that this woman was now her date, permission didn't seem to be necessary for her. Closing the distance between herself and Arad, "Is this story going to be an interesting tale...?" Flagging down an NPC, "drinks...." her finger flicking to each of her conversation companions, "for each of these beautiful creatures..." maybe getting this woman drunk would turn things in her favor.

[22:20] Gerald Baker shakes his head at Viveka "Well no, not marry the thing, but you did give it a ring and then it flew off with a few other flying people. Which was strange... people are not supposed to fly." he frowns "Or are we? This land has not ceased to confuse me so far, but I do hope it does stop it at some point." he would then nod to Jaxton "Aye, that she did, and I think I am, too." he waves another wandering cloud of smoke from his face "All this crap in the air..."

[22:26] Vivea bit her lip as she was lead along towards the seating area, rather thankful for her mask covering up a decent bit of her internal struggle between wanting to whack the lovely lady, or wanting to return the advances. Unfortunately this guise allowed for neither, thus she simply lowered herself elegantly into an open seat and flicked her gaze between the two present. Drinks sounded nice too...that much, at least, she could justify...though she'd certainly have to be careful about how much time her disguise had left. Finally her focus rested on Damara after she'd spoken to the NPC, as she answered the query simply with, "This one is Jericho." Disguise or no, she certainly wasn't going to say no to the date...after all, they'd agreed on it before! If...in a very unique manner.

[22:30] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or nodded slowly, puffing away at his pipe. "Yes. Very interesting tale indeed. The tale of how I acquired this mask that I wear now today.. Why I wear it, to be precise." He explained, giving a tap on its surface. "It is the story of how I found myself a new face to replace the one I had lost. The face that now holds an unforgivable feature, thanks to unfortunate circumstances beyond my own control..." He would let out another exhale of the sweet smoke, now for sure unmistakably Opium when compared to the numerous other scents, or at least laced heavily in the material. "It was many years ago, when I was but a young elf in a land far away from here. A time of struggle. War, and famine. Death. All caused by the machinations of one very cruel and unforgivable being. I was in the midsts of it all, subject to the horrors of my parent's death... Perhaps only at my fifteenth year, I was at the time." He began to explain.

[22:30] Vivian Silvera (korrinel): (Switching avs a moment to pass a quick picture for a friend, ignore me. c:)

[22:36] Morrigan thankfully didn't know about the struggle of her female date, it would have presented more as a challenge to her than anything. Then all of this would be ten times more intense. With the quiet creature settled beside her, Damara would lean her way, reaching to stroke her fingers over her skin - it it was allowed of course. As she tried to get her feels in, she'd look to Arad, nodding her head about as much as she thought someone should who actually cared. All of this was to get in whomever's pants she could manage. Or at least have fun with the chase. Hearing the womans name she would purr it out, "This one is Jericho.....Are there other ones.." playfully trying to look around her for any other beings. Finding none she'd feign disappointment. The arrival of drinks abruptly tore her attention away, scooping them away from the NPC server and presenting one to Jericho, and one to Arad, "For the most beautiful patrons.. "

[22:38] ObiOneAnd42nd (gadget.cyberstar): ((have a good night!))

[22:39] Gerald Baker gives the appearance of a goat from behind the counter a quizzical look... and as it bleats at him, he would tilt his head to the side. Was that goat wearing a crown? Yes. Yes it was. Looking up, he would wave to Jaxon, saying "Good night, lad." before looking back to the goat "How did a goat get in here?" he would ask.

[22:44] Vivea folded her legs almost primly beside her and redirected her fiery eyes over to Aradhelon, delivering him her full attention as he began to tell his tale. The little tiefling couldn't quite help but smile when she felt Damara's fingers caress her skin, and even leaned slightly closer at that point, though she didn't return the gesture. Not now, at least. An eyebrow raised almost playfully to the tease directed her way, and for a short while she simply remained silent...then teasingly replied in that thick accent, "There are many others." That much said, she accepted the drink from Morri with a polite dip of her head in thanks, then returned her attention fully to Arad as he spoke. For the moment, she kept her mask on.

[22:46] Gerald Baker eyes the goat a moment longer before looking to Viveka "So Esmerelda got her goat back, eh?" he grins "Congratulations then, I suppose. Now if you can keep any critters from eating it. Things here seem to tend towards big and nasty." he looks around a bit "And congratulations on this place, too. A little stuffy and smoky for my tastes, really... but you've done pretty well for yourself, in all."

[22:53] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or would take the drink with a nod of his head, smiling over to the NPC waitress as he quickly drunk it down in a single gulp, before continuing the his tale. "Yes, I did not see the one responsible for the strife in my home, but I knew I had to flee. I fled to the forests where I thought I would find shelter, safety among the wildling's and perhaps some merciful Fae, for I was but a boy, naive and foolish. A Fae I did find, but not the kind that I had expected.." He closed his eyes for a moment. "The Fae, I will not describe. Its form was terrible, even for a being of the world itself and all it should represent. Why it took me I do not know, but I know that it heard my plea and begs for its mercy as I was dragged into its lair. It answered them in a cruel manner, for it immediately began experimentations upon me.. As if seeking to raise me, to assist in my growth through strange and foreign magics. I found myself thrown into a strange space, of mist and wandering time, of grey
[22:53] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or: that moment, many years had passed before I was brought back to reality.. My mind, fresh as it was before, but my body, older... Reaching faster into adulthood, with only but a few decades left to spare."
[22:53] Alleo (alecksin.avora): grey surroundings* And in that moment ))

[22:58] Morrigan barely touched her own drink, infact she would shove it between her legs, and resume petting Jericho. Arads story caught her genuine attention, tilting her head, "A fae experimented on you, what a nasty little creature!" oh the outrage. It was real outrage, considering she now wanted to find an elf child and do her own experiments, yes, she had been inspired. Every once in awhile she would dip her fingers in the cup she was given, then suck the drink from them.

[23:03] Vivea quirked a brow. Fae, eh? Now that much caught her attention almost fully, especially after hearing what said Fae did. Something for her to pursue in the future, perhaps? Of course she couldn't voice that at the moment, and simply responded with a quiet comment of, "The world, sometimes, is a terrible place...Fae may represent that better than us all." Slender fingers reached up to tug her mask down, preceding a quick sip taken from her cup before she continued, "Sorrowful to lose so much of one's life, to be sure." Short perhaps, but sincere. The fingers on her free hand reached up to brush momentarily against Damara's, and though her gaze darted to the side occasionally to watch the woman's...unique method of drinking, she managed with an exertion of will to avoid staring. For now.

[23:03] Gerald Baker nods to the man as he enters the opium den, saying "Hello there, sir." before then shrugging to Viveka "Chance or not, you did good." looking back, he would try to see where the goat had gotten off to, and if it was chewing on the furniture yet or not... but upon looking down, he would see it about to chomp down on his boot. With a frown, he would reach down and try to gently turn the creature around to face the opposite direction. "Though, I'm thinking I will be heading out now. It grows late."

[23:08] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or nodded slowly, his eyes opening the stare down at the flickering candles, his expression straight and slightly solemn. "Experimented on me, yes. It left me with something horrendous, a feature of its own that I could not hide under any level of illusions by my own, nor efforts of transformation. It is a trait that would no doubt have me shunned by others, perhaps make me be accused of being some blood drinker of the light.." He touched the chin of his mask for a moment, slowly rubbing at the Porcelain material. "Indeed, Jericho. Though I am of the Evlish people, with a millennium of years to live in youth before I die gracefully, I lost my childhood to the beast. It was fortunate that Elizabeth Mont D'or found me, a sniveling, horrid wreck of a teenager that I then was forced to become, and heard my tail... Considered me, despite my cursed visage. I wore a variety of masks until I found this particular artifact, the one that I now wear... A mask said to have belonged once to
[23:08] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or: passed through chance across the lands to me, by her mercy as a good mother." He then tightened his grip upon the chin of the mask, as if preparing to take it off. "I will show you what it is I must hide from this world, now that I am sure you will not judge knowing my tail.." And with that, he would begin to peel it off, holding the now emotionless mask in his gloved hands as his face stared out at them, serious as ever. It was a beautiful face, a handsome one, decorated even in makeups and paint, but one whom could read expressions could tell this was not the end of his display. He was giving them a chance to speak before he continued.
[23:08] Alleo (alecksin.avora): A king of another realm* ))

[23:09] Alleo (alecksin.avora): (( Let me put on hair lol ))

[23:13] Alleo (alecksin.avora): tale* ))

[23:18] Morrigan felt the brush of JEricho's fingers upon her own, sending flurries of butterflies up and down her spine. Fixated on the firey eyed woman, leaning closer. Dipping her fingers in her drink, then sucking on her fingers slowly, before purring, "I will keep you.." albeit somewhat quietly. The presentation of Arad's face caught her attention once more. Peering at it with slightly narrowed gaze, "The absolute horror, how dare that fae..." only a subtle curl at the corner of her lips, "I shall see that nothing of this measure of evil ever occur again." Of course she was joking, her tone would assure everyone knew of that fact. Feeling a wave of exhaustion overcoming her she would stand up, spilling her drink all over her legs. It mattered not, she'd slip up close to Jericho, standing beside her seat, "You're far too delicious, I think after this amazing tale, we should find ourselves a private room."

[23:20] Gerald Baker was stubborn as well, and would just keep turning the goat back around until finally it went over to lay next to her. Now that was done, he would bow his head to Viveka and Arryik, saying "You are my friend, I could not just stay away while you were celebrating your new business." he grins, and then would head off to... where ever it is he goes

[23:26] Vivea was beginning to become more and more fascinated by this tale, especially when he mentioned a particularly horrendous feature; typically, she found those features /very/ attractive, which of course would only make her current act that much more difficult to uphold. The quiet woman held her silence throughout however, resisting any comments she might've typically offered in favor of simply sipping at her drink. She sat up slightly straighter as the elven man removed his mask, studying his features intently with those fiery eyes as if searching for the feature. As she looked, she gestured to her own features and stated, "One with my qualities learns quickly not to pass judgement upon others." As the other fae rose, she shot a glance in her direction just in time to see the drink spill all down her front...now that struck a very, very familiar chord. Someone else who'd acted /very/ similar to this woman had done nearly the exact same thing, and...there was the query. The 'tiefling' offered up her hand
[23:26] Vivea: Damara and politely replied, "I will accompany you." It wouldn't do to fall asleep though...once 'business' had been concluded, she'd have to make up a reason to excuse herself.

[23:29] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or would shake his head at Morrigan's words, and would suddenly offer them a smile, and through this expression, a horrendous set of long, jagged and fangy teeth was shown to the world. White and violent, dangerous and sharp, the mouth of a beast it was. He continued this motion long enough that they might both get a good look, before his expression become flat again, and the mask brought back to his face, pressed against it, and resumed its intended design. "As you can see, In a world more organized and enforced than this one, I might have been hunted. In a good streak of luck, I might have just been forced to a hard life in the underworld, never to be trusted by any whom would see my face, and forced to hide it without hope of a more prestigious life. My Mother, Elizabeth, provided me otherwise, making me the most fortunate of the cursed alive.. To exist as nobility, to be given a chance at trust and the power to do good things, regardless of what powers touched my form. I owe her my life."
[23:29] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or: was actually quite grateful they were distracted. It meant there would not be a questioning period. "Well, with my tale done, I do hope you have a pleasant evening."

[23:36] Morrigan slipped her hand slowly over Jerichos hand, massaging her fingertips over her flesh, "mmm, Come come.." Feeding the female hand around her bare back, if it wasn't resisted, turning her head towards Arad. The teeth were beautiful, absolutely perfect to her. It made he desperately want to smile wide to display her jagged fang like teeth, smaller than his, but plenty sharp. "Those must hurt.." purring more than stating it matter of factly, "Skin piercing.." Fidgeting, damn near turned on by the sight. Inhaling deeply, " Elves are far too uptight." Rolling her shoulders, glancing down to JEricho.."Shall we..." now there certainly had to be something happen. " Glancing to Arad, "I will come see you again soon, gorgeous.. " winking softly

[23:42] Vivea 's breath caught in her throat at the display of beautiful fangs, even going so far as to lift delicate fingers up to partially cover her mouth - her attention was rapt, and she was clearly quite taken with this. "It is...beautiful," she breathed, apparently hardly even hearing the rest of what he'd said in favor of simply staring until the mask returned to obscure his features. Eventually she offered, "Your mother must surely be a kind and considerate woman." But now, things were beginning to get /real/ damn distracting for her - at worst though, this was simply another facet she'd add to this disguise. She allowed her hand to be guided across Damara's skin, and even applied her clawlike nails softly, though her gaze remained entirely fixed on Aradhelon for the moment. In a graceful, fluid motion she lifted to her feet, then flashed him a broad smile...a broad smile which plainly displayed her own double-rows of sharklike teeth that she decided (vainly) to leave visible on this transformation. "It
[23:42] Vivea: truly a pleasure; we must speak again sometime soon, Aradhelon," she remarked melodically by way of farewell, before tugging Morri slightly closer to her and attempting to guide her off towards one of the private rooms. Oh yes, those lovely teeth had done a number on her as well. Tonight, the plan was going out the window.

[23:48] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or nodded slowly, flashing them a happy smile upon his mask.. Totally unable to recognize whatever it was they were up to. "Farewell, my dears.. Safe travels to you, until next time.."

 


[16:43] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or entered the building with a puff of smoke from his mouth, bending low to fit through the door in case his outrageously tall, even for an elf, stature failed him. He gave nods and smiles to everyone present, especially those he recognized : Cailean, Viveka and the likes, before sliding up to the side of Elizabeth. "Mother..." He addressed her with a bow, before taking a stand beside the table and looking on, puffing away some more at his pipe with a small grin.



[16:47] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) of course wouldn't touch any of the food on the table because it was decidedly not Kosher. She wasn't hungry anyways. No, she was more interested in the turnout this month. A touch better than last month, even if the council table was less full..."Good evening, Aradhelon dahling. /Do/ come and take a seat, de-ah. You /are/ on the council, aftah all." she'd encourage him, before turning away from everyone to regard Valkyrie as she spoke of Isobels disappearance. Well, that certainly ruined the banishing vampires plan...Maybe.



[16:47] Viveka (themis.adasia) placed a hand over her heart and mocked a hurt expression. "Captain! You wound me! After all those loving glances we shared not so long ago and I do not even get a greeting? And here I thought we'd had one of those...special moments..." The grin on her face went near ear to ear and her tone was overly dramatic. You know, normal for her since life was a stage and all. She looked back to Arryik, giving him a small smile in appreciation for him coming. She'd hoped maybe they would spot the girl that stole from him...well her but charmed him. So from him too. Seemed so far there was no such luck. Nym sticking so closely to her made her smile and she reached out to try to link her arm with her shorter companion's in hopes to comfort her. She might have one thing to add, depending on what the topics were. Otherwise she may wish to speak with Valkyrie after everyone else was gone. Not everything needed to be announced if it wasn't already brought up.



[16:55] Valkyrie Asta Munthe continued to nod to those that wandered in and would gently clasp her hands in front of her, her lips pursed. "To get this started, I suppose we should put on the floor of discussion of finances." She'd tilt her head. "A lot of our income comes from the goods that we ship in in lower Aberwyth...with that income comes taxes on those certain goods...I wanted to go ahead and brief with you all on the plan to ensure that we can make use of the land and its resources, pay our villagers te right wages...and so with that being said, I'd like to bring our treasurer to the floor," she'd say, gesturing to the elaborately dressed male.





[16:56] Sovelis Quinn (tigerzak.lorefield) wanders hastily on up to the Town hall, swiftly grabbing the doorhandles and tugging the entryway clear. Spotting the small gathered mass of select individuals, Sovelis gives a frantic nod to the group before trudging along inward and off towards the scroll racks - A 'perfect' place to 'hide' during this meeting until he could bring himself to interact. Seeing that it was mostly underway already, he keeps quiet and begins to listen.



[16:57] Suvi // the elemental just tilted its head and nodded, looking over to where everyone was heading. the being just walked behind then, her fluid body gliding over the land and leading little wet footprint like puddles behind it. it made no sound as it walked over to the little house where everyone was.





[16:58] Cailean (alistair.greymyst) offered the others nods of recognition or acknowledgment and they were enough that he felt as though his head might just wobble and fall off like a poorly stitched doll. Obviously not an Emma-made doll, because those would've likely lasted eons -- and then come to life to murder the future citizens of Aberwyth, evil sorceress of a she-elf that she was. Ah, but he'd managed a certain rakish grin for the recently made bathhouse owner. "You'll have to do better'n smiles and lurid promises if you'd like more from the likes of me," he replied in a low tone. Because of course he was some prize, the catch of the town, and a woman had to work to get his attention. Or something along the likes. That being said the Lady spoke and he straightened, paying attention that-a-way and not to any of the other fine rumps in the room. Had to be guardly and dignified and what not.



[16:59] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) produced a finely rolled cigarillo from the bodice of her gown as everyone socialized, and lit it up on one of the candles set upon the table. The petite tobacco stick, clutched between her fingers, was completely dwarfed by the massive and numerous rings, of glittering rubies, diamonds, and aphrodite, that coated her digits. Those same gaudy, golden rings which, a second later, produced an ungodly racket as the woman began applauding the topic which Valkyrie had just brought up. The applause was short lived though, thankfully, and soon the rings were quiet again as the women puffed on her cigarillo and hoped that this really meant what she thought it meant...More taxes...That she would dodge, of course.



[16:59] Crystiel Thistlebush wanders over this way, still whipping off bread crumbs that have stuck to her...the problem with sweet butter, but well worth it. she had noticed a lot of people heading in this direction and the strange man from the inn was just ahead of her with a few others trying to get inside the door. she has no idea whats going on, but curiosity has her by the hooves. first the strange man and what ever he tried to tell her before...came out in gibberish...and all the people...she has to see whats going on. she waits just outside for an opportunity to slip in without getting stepped on.



[17:01] Nymeria jumped at the feeling of someone touching her arm, but visibly relaxed when she realized who it was. Her head shook. Seriously, who else could it have been? She returned the arm link, giving Vika's a little squeeze, then turned her eyes towards the Lady... Who's accent was surprisingly similar to hers. Strange.. That was the first time she had heard something that familiar in.. Well over a hundred years. It was enough inventive to attract her attention one hundred percent, her eyes no longer darting nervously about.



[17:01] Tiriel Lirana (whispiefelis) had watched the steady flow of people, the footsteps all leading the same way. Tiri'd follow along once the bulk of them had passed within, eyes wide as she stared in the door only to be surprised by the passage of a few late arrivals. Barely biting back the hiss of surprise, she'd slip quietly back off the front steps... darting a look to the man who passed within, then the three, no four that came up behind. Her glance back within and keen hearing picking up the sound of voices as the door opened and closed, but it would be clear by the way she stood so close to the window, she had no intention of actually passing within, and just glanced at the newest arrivals as she waited for them too to pass inside.



[17:02] Naia follows the stream of people that flock to Lady Valkyrie's meeting. No comments about being a lemming! Taking the steps slowly, she nods in silent greeting to Tiriel and then motions for Calix to open the door, half hoping he rips it off the hinges on accident. Wouldn't that be a grand entrance? Because it bears reminding, she tells him quietly from behind her veil, "Behave." She then turns to Suvi and motions the elemental forward. "It is some sort of lander meeting. Does zat not sound exciting, Suvi?" Could Naia's sarcasm be any more thick?



[17:02] Reanna Sèitheach (reanna.lockjaw) moved, it seemed, with a crowd towards where the Lady from the market day was said to be housed. She'd blink a bit, brushing off her leathers and putting a lazy braid in that wild hair of hers before she makes her way towards the door, She'd be polite and wait behind those gathered outside before heading through the doors herself.



[17:03] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or could not sit down just yet, as attention was brought to him. He instead gave a nod of eventuality to his darling Mother of a woman, stepping forward and pulling out from his robes, neatly tucked against his flamboyantly exposed chest, a tight pile of parchment papers. "Mmm'Yes, my good people. More than just imports. My plan is to secure the economy of the city for future generations, by providing a fair and calculated system for all to help one another with." He began, his heels clicking through the room as he offered each and every person gathered a piece of the parchment. When he came to Viveka, he offered a small smile, as if hinting he sought to speak with her later on, before standing back to the front. "Please, by all means, read... Discuss... Bring up concerns! Only improvements can be made, my darling citizens.."





[17:05] Calix was in tow, bottle of blood wine uncorked and drinking off it. Watching the small walker fly so now, was a marvel to him entirely. As Naia motioned to the door he walked up to it and stared at it for a moment. "It's...a w..." he remembered the full moon, and the gate...there was a way in...oh thank heavens the door had opened and he realized how they worked... it could have been bad... holding the door open and gesturing for Naia he looked regal as fuck. "After you." he gestured and ducked inside andshut the door on her guards. F those fish.



[17:07] Crystiel Thistlebush as he door was being opened for someone else she slips inside quickly dodging between feet and prolly un-noticed, and then quickly finds a place without a bunch of people and feet to worry about and theh looks around and listens to whats going on, still unsure herself at this point.



[17:09] Viveka (themis.adasia) keeps grinning and winks at Cailean. "Cover it as you wish, my dear captain. We all know who has been running through your dreams lately," she would say in her sarcastically over confident tone. But then would fall silent when speaking began again, seeing the look that Arad had given her and blinked a few times. Oh, right. Numbers. She'd worked on that. Yep. She never wanted to look at those damn things again either. She was an entertainer, not an accountant..



[17:10] Sovelis Quinn (tigerzak.lorefield) gives an offhand chuckle at the topic of numbers and Taxes on imports... typical talks of business management, village income. All things that most would groan or complain about, but Sovelis was eagerly listening and slowly creeping closer to the table - inching forward with baby steps at every statement made. The more he could learn, know, and practice? Well the better off he could make himself and others.



[17:11] Suvi // the elemental just sort of tilted its head. that sounded like the most boring thing....but her mouth never opened, no words escaped her. it watched the two go in and then stared at the door. why did that wooden thing move? that was interesting. but the elemental got distracted and then rushed through the now closing door. its hand getting caught int he door frame. OMG OMG MY HAND! wait... no it just became water and swished back into the creature's foot to reform the hand after a moment or two. flexing the fingers with a curious tilt it its head, the elemental moved inside and stood by the front door, looking around like... oh god.. people. who are all you peop-... no wait... it didn't have expressions, so it was more like... *blank stare at everyone* such a lovely entrance.



[17:11] Cailean (alistair.greymyst) couldn't help but feel a tad uneasy for all the non-humans that'd piled into the home, especially all the hooded and masked folk. Really, if he'd been a good guard and they'd been polite guests, they'd have removed their hoods and masks upon entry; but such was life, aye! That being said, he began to wonder about the water elemental standing near to him. She was obviously a walking fish pond, given the fish that were swimming about in her innards, and he wondered if somehow, a mer could climb into her and shift into their tailed form and survive for a time. If the other fish were fine, why not a mer? Look, they were talking about finance and business and at least he wasn't picking his nose.



[17:12] Tiriel Lirana (whispiefelis) glanced inside again... then to the mass of people inside, then outside in the warm air and open land, a soft shake of her head as fingers trace down the windowsill and she notes, the one before is cracked just barely open. Her grin warming as she digs the tip of one of her daggers between the sill and the frame and pops it open, opening it wide and giving the blond inside a saucy grin before leaning against the wall to listen, without feeling like a sardine. This worked rather nicely, thank you.



[17:13] Valkyrie Asta Munthe took a hold of the proposal to read over and pursed her lips slightly. "Now...I know that the thought of taxes makes everyone want to cringe...and trust me, I do not want to take money away from any of you...but I want to ensure taht everyone here has a stable income as well as keeping their businesses up and running to their full potential. It also helps with guilds such as the guards for sturdier armor. I do hope in several month's time to even establish an orphanage, as well as a school. Not just for children, but for anyone that would wish to further their education." To the ones coming in, she'd give a nod to as well in greeting. "Welcome newcomers." To any of those that came wandering in (and please state who you are to Reanna to get the tax NC), would recieve a copy of the proposal for taxes.



[17:14] Tiriel Lirana (whispiefelis) stuck a hand in the window, flailing it about for this NC))



[17:15] мαε (corgi) | Of course that relaxing couldn't be very long lived. Nym felt her body tense back up the second the familiar scent of the mer hit her nose. There was only a brief moment where she glanced to them. They were definitely wearing much more clothes than the last time she saw them, in the flashes of memories from the full moon, but the scent.. That was just familiar enough to put her on edge. Her nose wrinkled and her lip twitched ever so slightly, almost growling at the sight of them. But she kept it in check, no sound coming from her throat, and forced her attention back to the ones about the table.



[17:17] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) read through the parchment swiftly, rather...shocked. It seemed quite the socialist nonsense, really. Especially the low income pay. But, given her connections, evasion would likely be easier than actually paying, so there was no sense in worrying about it..."Well, it seems /uttahleh/ mahvelous, dahling..." she'd assure her son, giving him a little grin before rolling the parchment back up..."Well that all seems heavenleh, Valkeddeh dahling. Jaaahst /divine/. And we shall need those stuhdi-yah guahds ahmoh soon, no doubt, given recent events."



[17:17] Calix was not polite, but slightly drunk off alcoholic blood, and didn't believe in captains that had no ships in the water. BOO CAILEAN. Calix stood though, one hand on Naia as her player was afk for a few. He didn't state who he was, nor receive a paper, yet at least. Not that he would know what it was, but he listened to the words the lady in the back was speaking but also continued sipping his bottle of wine, offering it to Naia as he just listened to the talking going on.



[17:21] Reanna Sèitheach (reanna.lockjaw) was handed a bit of parchment and reads it over. Pretty standard proceedure, even back home. Things would trickle down, and it'd be nice to see some growth in the twon. More people meant more business as far as she was concerned, or more connections to keep her shelves stocked. Yes yes.. a win win in the woofs eyes.



[17:21] Sovelis Quinn (tigerzak.lorefield) continues his listening, and actually tugs the pencil from his hair to begin taking some notes in the book that hung from his hip and even the taxation paper he was handed to go over. "Mmhmm.. Interesting but uhm... Well nevermind." Sovelis mutters and murmurs as he steps up towards the table, getting quite close to Mystogan on his way.





[17:23] Viveka (themis.adasia) just kind of stared at it. She liked it better when she worked off tips and didn't have to worry about this stuff. Yep, she was going to hire someone for sure. She had things to do! People to molest! Rum to drink! But she feigned interest well enough for now



[17:26] Nymeria ignores the paper because numbers are a foreign language, apparently. She didn't even bother feigning interest like Viveka did, just passed it on quickly.



[17:26] Crystiel Thistlebush tried to read the parchment , but couldn't open it up all the way, her arms being too short, finally she gives up and snaps her fingers with a whispered word of power, as the scroll floats up before her and opens up so she can read it, the edges glowing faintly. Tax's? Money still is kinda a foreign concept for her to begin with....but now people want money from people, just cause they have money...seems kinda redundant to her, Mortals...never cease to amaze her. she would remain quiet however..what the mortals do is really non of her business..in fact shes only here because she was curious.



[17:28] Tiriel Lirana (whispiefelis) tipped her head, her eyes darting over the page she'd grab as it went passed, dashing a all too brief glare at anyone that would consider taking it from her. Her brain slowly making sense of the difference between Common and Elven, a roll of her eyes and lips parting as she read over it quickly then rolled it up and stuck it in her pouch, it'd be good for scratch paper later, or kindling, then flicked a glance back within and waited to see what the others would say.



[17:28] Valkyrie Asta Munthe would wait for her treasurer to start explaining, though, she felt a little wary about it. How much did people here know about finances? Well, those that didnt reside within the village. She'd feel like an idiot for bringing it up if that were the case. She did see the man near Mystogan creeping towards the table and would titl her head slightly, watching him. "Is there something on your mind, sir?" she'd ask.



[17:29] Cailean (alistair.greymyst): Calix was ready to know what the people know, ask them his questions and get some answers! What's a paper and why does it burn? Cailean may have been in the minority of people who actually took the paper and looked it over, figuring out in his head which category of taxes he'd be paying and how he could weasel his way into a lower one. Seemed as though, he'd thought, the new Treasurer was going to take his job seriously. That was well and good and precisely what Aberwyth needed. That he'd seen the man call Lady Elizabeth mother earlier, however, only made him worry. He was reminded that he did owe the woman a hefty sum of money, but surely the town would be glad to subsidize their Guard Captain's armor, aye? It was certainly within the budget, wasn't it? Eventually Cailean folded the paper and stuffed it into his pocket, resuming his vigil.



[17:30] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or would watch everyone's momentary reactions before reaching into his robes for a SECOND collection of parchments. "Yes, indeed. The ideal of a society is for everyone's contribution. As the City's coffers grow, the more the city can grow, and the more we can eventually ensure that, in the case of emergency, we have enough gold for due repairs.. And so begins the next topic. The city budget.." He proceeded to hand everyone the second piece of parchment.. "...Planned in lieu of the Dragon and Demon attacks of recent, as well as the burning of the outskirts. Should such change, as such will the budgets." He assured everyone, then stepping back again before taking a seat. "Please, everyone is free to a comment. Questions, anything is welcome. Should you be in need of assistance, I am more than happy to oblige." He had to be careful to plan the taxes accordingly to the type of lordship present, but the budget assured that his own plans for economic growth were secure. He was a save

[17:30] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or: the coffers would grow according to a suggested uninterrupted plan, and with it, the progress of his latest great project.



[17:36] Sovelis Quinn (tigerzak.lorefield) draws a big bold line and a traces a few small notes on the Tax paper, and nods casually to the announcement of a city budget. With the Lady calling some attention to him and his earlier muttered comment, Sovelis raises a brow and coughs. "Oh, well, it is certainly nice to know that the citizens and businesses are to be taxed and what for, as well as what the taxes will be used for - yet the methods of which are only hinted upon briefly. If there is to be a tax collector, is this man or woman going to seek out each citizen individually? Will there be a census to determine the identity, income, savings, job, and job skills that a citizen possesses? To determine how many citizens there are? OR perhaps will this tax collector instead visit only the businesses, collecting both the businesses profit taxes /and/ taxes set aside from the wages of their employees?" And... he keeps going on and on. "Will the information as to who was taxed and how much become public record? So that all can see with transparency

[17:36] Sovelis Quinn (tigerzak.lorefield): what profits each business makes and how much they were taxed, or perhaps these books will remain closed and only opened to the businesses owners and the tax collector?"

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[17:39] Naia looks at the parchments initially like she might eat it. It reminds her of strangely colored seaweed. Noting the writing, she starts to read then. The more she reads, the bigger her grin becomes...though it's hidden behind her veil. Naia waves the parchments at Calix and murmurs to him, "Landers. So adorable. Enforcing zeir citizens to care for one anozer."



[17:39] Suvi // the elemental realized they were just talking business and its curiosity got the better of the creature and it walked back to the door. one of the guards outside opened it for the creature. the elemental turned back and tilted her head at its summoner and then out it went, to go look at more piles of wood. ((thanks for the RP, need to afk for a while))



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[17:40] Reanna Sèitheach (reanna.lockjaw) looked at this second bit of parchment, a small nod as she clicks her tongue and looks up at Arad with a half smile "Looks loch it's aw weel thooght it. diz thes pure techt th' city is gonnae pay fur damages tae businesses? broken windae an' th' loch frae break ins an' acts ay th' elements?" As the man at the table starts to talk, she'd lean back against the couch behind her and just kind of grin. "Only fowk 'at shoods be lookin' at mah books ur me, mah manager, an' th' sairrr fancy mask haur. nae offence meant, but lae ay ye dornt need tae be privy tae 'at information."



[17:40] Viveka (themis.adasia) lifted her hand to rub the scar on her head from her very own demon attack, her nose wrinkling up as she looked at the paper. Honestly she didn't care much about the money she earned so long as she had food in her belly. She planned on donating where she could and helping others out. The topics of conversation so far made her want to go crawl back to her hole in the wall. She was all about looking out for those that needed it and an orphanage and school and all that stuff, but she didn't necessarily want to hear the how of it. She tilted to the side and tried to rest her head on top of Nym's, gently of course since she knew the girl was healing, and went about wondering if they were going to move on to more interesting topics. Or at least one's she'd come to hear about.



[17:41] Calix looked down to Naia as she actually read it, and her words he simply smiled. "Adorable indeed.." he whispered, squinting a bit at the note in her hand but of course, it was hieroglyphics and he couldn't be specific. He only listened still to those around.



[17:47] Valkyrie Asta Munthe tilted her head to the other side this time while her attention had been focused on Sovelis...and he did bring up some rather good points. "Well...I was hoping to have my secretary come up with a census so that I can keep track of who comes in and out of the village...but she has failed miserably to keep her attendance , and therefore we are without a census, and a reliable body...I am looking for someone to take her place." Her brow furrowed. "There will be some information that will be not be disclosed at discretion of the person paying the tax...though my treasurer will be the one to privy more information on that, I am sure. I can assure, /though/, to my business owners here, that damages made to any businesses will be paid for...." Her voice trailed off slightly as she noted the two hooded figures in the back that seemed to be talking, but she couldn't hear. "Is there something you two in the back would like to bring to light?"



[17:47] Tiriel Lirana (whispiefelis) stared at the silver-eared elf, the broad accent was a bit hard to make out at first but once she got it, Tiri'd nod, a glance about and her own muttered "Well hardly - make yourself fine fare for any thief to come stealin' about at night... if it all was open access like that." Granted Tiri herself couldn't care less, but - there was the theory of the thing... "Need to keep that sort of thing between just those that need to know and the like..." She'd shake her head and shove off of the wall, her eyes flicking back to peruse those within before shrugging and moving off into the distance.



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[17:50] Crystiel Thistlebush snaps her fingers as the second parchment unroll and floats in front of her, allowing her too read it..this one being much smaller it doesnt take her too long to read through it, she tries to understand it, but her lack of understanding currency to begin with makes it difficult.. but she does understand the basics of what is happening..if not the fine details....according to the first paper those in the Fae courts that she was raised would all be considered non-profit, everyone in the community would have a job to do, typically one they excel at. those that didnt contribute were exiled. doomed to be seperated from their family and court....many of the Fae she has met here were just that....courtless....she really should change that, but shes not quite ready for that just yet, she still need to get a better feel of the local Fae's feelings on that matter.



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[17:52] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) just continued smoking, in silence. And chilling in her council seat. No point in continuing to comment on how maaaahvelous everything was, after ll

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[17:54] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or sat down, collecting his hands in front of him for a moment after keeping his pipe perfectly between his teeth, smiling cheerfully at Sovelis. "Tax collectors, indeed good sir, as well as my personal assistance as Treasurer for the more larger sums of money and items, such as Businesses and the likes. At the time of tax collection, citizens shall line up and drop their pay at their due accordingly. Every family should be keeping track of their owes, their properties and their income, of course.. And we do have those, such as Cailean, the lovely Captain of the guard..." He motioned off, "Whom is aware of almost all of the civilians coming in and out. The City is not yet that large, we are roughly in check of who lives here and who does not, and we can keep track of who has thus paid their taxes with a bit of office work.. I am, after all, not just here to come up with tax schemes." He would chuckle softly. " As the city grows, we will allocate more resources to sending out doo

[17:54] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or: guards, however until then we shall stick with this standardized procedure most common throughout most Cities.." He released a ring of smoke. "... As for Transparency, it is indeed as the good Lady Valkyrie says. Though I will be sure to keep all updated with changes and the so forth, certain information should be disclosed to those that it truly involves."



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[17:55] "Go ahead. Eat zem. All zey are good for to us," Naia says to Calix, pushing the parchment into his metal-covered hand. A voice carries to where the hooded figures repose, and Naia senses the query is directed at them. She shifts to peer through the wine rack until she sees Valkyrie. The Siren takes in a deep breath before speaking loudly enough to reach the Lady even with the veil covering the lower half of her face. "The light tends to blind zee truz, fair Lady of Aberwyz. So I will keep my issues to zee dark, where zey belong. We..." She gestures between Calix and herself. "...are just spectators to zis fascinating event." Naia sounds somewhat amused, or it could just be the sing-song quality of her voice.



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[17:58] Calix bristled a bit as the white woman spoke to through the scroll cases. Hearing rattling on about this taxing ordeal and more things he had little knowing of he let out a breath. Though, as Naia spoke he nodded, and smirked to her, taking the parchment and shoving it down the front of his hood. Upon Naia's finished response, he simply nodded and crossed his arms. "Line of landers this way, doors opened..was doing little else." he shrugged, which was basically how they ended up here.

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[17:59] Sovelis Quinn (tigerzak.lorefield) gives a slow, exaggerated nod to both the Lady and the Treasurer's explanations. "All well and good then, I suppose..." Sovelis puts his pencil away and gives a stern look with his crooked nose overs towards Aradhelon, before simply sighing and turning to give a pleasant nod to Valkyrie. "Then I wish you well in finding a replacement, and good fortunes - no pun intended - with this Tax Collection /scheme/." He states, a sneering emphasis on the word scheme thanks to Aradhelon's own words. Looking pat Valkyrie, Sovelis squints and peers through his spectacles to eye up the notice posted upon the wall.

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[18:02] Vincent Keene (vincent3342) he looked forward and around as he entered, hermes on his shoulders as Vincent gazed around the table at the people who attended, and his brows furrowed a little.He looked to his right at Cailean and would then look to his left towards Val. as he shuffled slowly around to his position. standing in the corner by the shelves near the Lady of Aberwyth. he'd keep quiet for a few moments as he watched the gathering.

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[18:10] Valkyrie Asta Munthe looked between Sovelis and Aradhelon and sighed. "Scheme is a horrible word, and I will not hear of it," she would say, her tone a little firmer. "I do not wish to impose taxes upon the people, but as the city grows, certain things will have to be taken care of." her gaze then turned over to Arad. "I do not want guards being involved in any sort of collecting. The people do not need to be intimidated by such." She'd roll her shoulders to relieve some tension. "Though, you," she'd say to Sovelis, "I would like to see at a later date. You have given me an idea." She'd then clear her throat softly before looking back tot he two hooded figures, brow raised at the tone of the female. Something didn't sit well with her about those two. "I see...well I welcome you to my home, regardless," she'd say with a slight smile before looking back tot he others. "Now, enough talk of taxes...It has come to my attention recently about the destruction of the millhouse and the warden's keep..." Clearly by this tone she was no



[18:10] Valkyrie Asta Munthe amused. "Let it be stated now that Aberwyth is and will remain a neutral party...but should this village find itself being caught in the middle, and we will have no choice but to defend her." She'd cross her arms and walked towards the floor, bare feet padding along. "If anyone has any information pertaining to what happened, please speak now."



[18:13] Gerald Baker clears his throat and raises his hand, saying "Well, from what I understand... a wolf broke into the warden keep, began destroying things and attacking people, so it was killed... then the rest of the wolves decided to invade and burn the place down. As for the mill house? Well... they got burn happy? I don't know." he shrugs

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[18:15] Cailean (alistair.greymyst) blinked. Well, he wasn't that well established in town yet but he had a good idea of who was where and did what. He'd already made it a priority to visit almost all of the businesses himself. Of course, a census would probably be good to compile in the days to come, but Aberwyth wasn't such a large city that a single person couldn't remember most the names of the families that lived within it. Two or three could probably cover it completely with some fair bookkeeping. If not that, there were already copies of deeds right there on the shelves. He was in the middle of musing when the man in the glasses began his sneering. "Ah, there goes the pompous shit again," he remarked just loudly enough to be heard, accompanying it with a shake of his head. "I'm sure he'd make a fine and fair councilman, serving others as happily as I'm sure he'd have his wee limp cock serviced. Men who've got nothing better to do than criticize the work of others without offering their help are no better'n anyone else.

[18:15] Cailean (alistair.greymyst): Their shit stinks just as foul." He shrugged a shoulder, knowing that he'd likely get the bad end of the Lady's tongue after this for it, but there was a reason his posting was only temporary! Cailean leaned against the door and listened to the news of the Keep and the Mill -- though it wasn't news to him, he was curious about what everyone else would've made of it.

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[18:15] Oh, but a wicked smile hides behind Naia's veil. Her posture indicates nothing, however, and when she speaks, the tone is laced with a deep sadness. "It is reprehensible when life and property are lost to zee careless ravaging of ozers. My deepest condolences."

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[18:19] Sovelis Quinn (tigerzak.lorefield) turns away and has prepared to move to a position elsewhere in the room to sit out the remainder of the meeting quietly, as Valkyrie's firmly spoken scolding given to both he and Aradhelon had soured things for the evening. Though this turned around some as Sovelis found himself a bit flustered, The Lady having singled him out with a request. "M-me? Oh, hm... well alright I suppose I can oblige either this ev---Oh" The Lady had already moved on to other topics and other duties, Leaving Sovelis talking to himself for a moment while the meeting continues.

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[18:19] Calix listened to the lady...and the man making the comment of the pompous man's pecker...and then Naia speaking he just grinned to himself and let out a little breath. Holding the wine up to his lips and taking a drink before offering it to Naia. "It is much better warm, accompanied by a little music, is it not?" he asked Naia, winking once to her.

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[18:22] Crystiel Thistlebush waits for a lull in the conversations, to speak up, "I was flying above the keep, keeping an eye on wounded, so I got a good looks at that particular battle...it wasnt pretty, but by the time the gate was breached..I had a patient I had to evacuate..so missed the final bouts of that fight. Lots of Puppies, both two legged and four...and 2 others...though I didnt get a good look at them...they didnt seem to be wolves...as every other wolf out there was in a rage...these could still cast spells...which brought down my patient with lightning and fire."

[18:22] Viveka (themis.adasia) perked her attention at the topic that came up next. Exactly what she wanted to hear about especially since she had been in the infirmary for the millhouse bit and really still only had rumors. She looked about the room to whether anyone did speak up and....Gerald had! Of course an oaf would! But he offered no more than what she already knew. She would glance to Naia not too far from her and her expression fell and ears drooped. "Buildings can be rebuilt, it is the life that should be mourned." And she did mourn them even if not knowing any of them involved.

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[18:24] Viveka (themis.adasia): **knowing any of them that had died*

[18:24] Nymeria bit her lip the second the millhouse and keep were mentioned, tilting her head back to look at Viveka. Her heart suddenly felt like it was about to burst out of her chest, and when she looked back towards the lady with the familiar accent, she felt herself subconsciously press her body closer to the woman beside her. She kept absolutely quiet, just as she had been, chewing hard on her lip. This was not going to end well. Naia's words only sparked a bit of a twitch from her ear, although she had definitely taken note of it.

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[18:25] The Den Mother (valerievixxen) finished off her cigarillo and tossed the smoldering butt into what was left of her wine, extinguishing it with a sizzle..."Well once cannot exactleh expect any bettah from animals, Valkeddeh dahling. They may masqueddade as humans all they wish, they will always be animals. Thankfulleh the-ah is nothing wrong with hunting animals. And we have those mahvelous men and women of the wahdens keep to do just that...Now..." she'd move for the door, her thick silk gown brushing against those she passed closely to.."I do so hate to leave eahleh but I've othah mattahs to attend to. Aradhelon can act in my stead. Tatty bye, dahlings! Tatty bye!"

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[18:28] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or rose a brow, grinning off at the man with his glasses, glancing off at the paper on the wall. "Is that /slander/ I hear? Worthy of my paper, I would bet.." He said very quietly. "But an offense, especially in such a setting... Quite the guts you have..." But he continued no further. It was not his job to enforce the rules, though his thoughts did touch on how even with the most generous and socialist of plans, it always seemed some were unable to be pleased. He gave an entertained smile over at Cailean, expressing a sort of odd glee in his smart-tongued words, before nodding off to his Mother. "Farewell, dear Mother.." He gave to her, before going over his own parchment copy of his work, listening to all that was said and waiting for times he was to make a comment for the sake of assistance.

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[18:30] Reanna Sèitheach (reanna.lockjaw) watched Valk move through the room, and not an ounce of worry, or suspision in her features and her body relaxed against the back of the couch "Th' wardens? sham 'at. Ah woods hink they'd be allied wi' those 'at lived in th' woods, seein' as they baith want tae protect it." She'd tsk softly and shake her head, a look of genuine sadness over the fires in those yellow eyes. "Th' mill.. was it operational? eh'd hate tae hink 'at sic' a necessary buildin' is gain. will make gettin' caller floor an' grains harder fur sure."

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[18:32] Valkyrie Asta Munthe eyed the female next to the amazonian male for a good while, listening and hoping to pick up something in the tone of her voice that she could call out on. Though once Crystiel spoke, she turned her head towards her with a nod. "So, puppies...I see," she'd say, and her expression went from annoyed to very unpleased, especially when she heard Cailean start spewing unpleasant words, and shot him a look. "You may be a temporary Captain, but while you hold this position until I can find someone more suited and qualified for the job, you will do best to act like you have some manners," she chided. "Everyone has their opinions, but will not tolerate that sort of talk in my home, nor will I tolerate slander of any kind." That's when she looked between Sovelis and Arad, then looked to Reanna. "The mill was made into a residence. I do not know who lived there, but that mill has not been functional for its purpose in some years now." She'd take a deep breath and looked about the room. "Now...if there is nothing els

[18:32] Valkyrie Asta Munthe then this meeting will be motioned to close. So...speak now, if something else needs to be said."

[18:34] Naia flits her pale gaze to Viveka when she speaks. Nothing is revealed by what little of her expression is exposed above the veil, but she does nod her head slowly to the woman. Then silver eyes drift to Valkyrie and remain there for an uncomfortable period of time. Naia's attention jerks to Calix swiftly, and her body turns toward the door nearest them. "Zee door, my love. We have ozer business."

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[18:35] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) stood quietly, looking around the room and doing her best to follow the politics being discussed. It was all a little over her head so she browses the room for people she knows...until her eyes fall on the guard from the Opium Den. Mei tenses slightly and turns her head back to listen to Valkyrie, breathing in deep and convincing herself silently that she had nothing to worry about. She'd gotten away with it, she was certain. But she could swear she felt eyes burning on the back of her head and it was unnerving to say the least.

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[18:36] Cailean (alistair.greymyst): Aye, well, he'd expected that much. "With respect, m'lady, everyone's got arseholes too and some stink more than others. I'll do my best to behave. My apologies." He struck a low bow, accepting the admonishment without much embarrassment; he'd supported the new treasurer and if he'd had to be chastised for having a rough tongue, so be it!

[18:37] Calix watched the exchange between Viveka and Naia, and then Valk and her staring at Naia. "even when you cover up, you have people beyond me dreaming under." he coo'd softly to Naia before holding the door open for her. "Let us be gone then...lovely...home." he said, eying the structure and would exit after Naia if she did.

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[18:38] Kareena (paperrobin) followed the rumors of some sort of meeting and yet she wandered about for a good hour before she spotted a building with people she could see through the windows. She approached and lifted a hand to caress door handle before tugging it open and stepping inside with her typical look of wide-eyed wonder, looking about in silent question.

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[18:40] Viveka (themis.adasia) did nothing to push Nym away but instead hugged into the woman for comfort. Her eyes cast around the room till they landed on Mei and a smirk started to form on her face till she quickly stopped herself. What a beautiful coincidence that the thief decided to show up at the meeting. Her eyes would go back to Valk when she continued speaking, and she would give Nym another subtle squeeze. She would turn to face Arryik, the grin beginning to form again. "Are you almost ready to go dove? I think she needs to rest soon. She is still recovering," she would say, nodding towards Nym. Though she was not quite ready to leave yet, she had done and said anything she could for the time being.

[18:41] Reanna Sèitheach (reanna.lockjaw) nodded once and offered a smile to Valk before she'd push off the couch "Good ta know." All she'd say on the matter before she bowed her head and without another word would make her way out the door to go harass marcus about their next shipment.

[18:41] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or looked over to Valkyrie as she gave another slash of her whip, his cheeks nice and poofy with his happy grin, almost playful and cherub in nature, before he perked up and clapped his hands, standing up and and having his heels click on over to Viveka. "My dear, sweet Lady Viveka, I do hope to talk with you soon. I seek to help you personally with such horrendous numbers I brought up... And to you, Captain Cailean.. I so very much appreciate your defense of my hard work. It shant be forgotten. Should you ever need of the anything in return for the upkeep of my name, you should but ask it..." He purred, spinning on his heel to face him. "I do believe I also owe you an example of trust..." He taps his mask a few times, a tiny smirk on his porcelain pale lips.

[18:41] Nymeria knew she needed to act stronger in this situation, but in light of nearly losing her life during that fight, it was a bit difficult to do. Luckily, no one really seemed to pick up on how she started to cower away the second everything was mentioned. When Viveka had spoken, she just ignored it, her eyes still trained on the white haired woman. She opened her mouth to speak, but.. The words didn't come out at first, and she shut it, tried to make it look as though she were still thinking, then tried again. "What is to become of those of those responsible for the incidents at the Keep and the Millhouse?" She questioned in that accent that mirrored Valkyrie's. God, she was going to regret that.

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[18:43] Mei Lin (ghostofishtar) sees the meeting is disbanding and is certainly happy to start to move toward the door and scurry back home. She hadn't expected to see the guarded guard from the den here...he didn't seem to be the big meeting kind of fellow. She wouldn't know anyone else from there so if she could just quietly slip out. But there was a crowd by the door. Mei wrings her hands, growing more nervous and waits.

[18:43] Crystiel Thistlebush nods to the Lady but tilts her head in confusion...did nobody ever tell her it was the garou who attacked the keep. it was the full moon, they did as much the month before....the puppies were not the mystery and if it was just them, completely understandable....but. it was those other two...who stood inside the ranks of wolves...who were not wolves themselves, casting spells.....the Mystery is why were they not also being attacked by the wolves on their night of Rage..and were they in fact directing the wolves in some way...but she keeps those thoughts to herself, she did mention the other two...maybe someone will look more into it...or not. shes just a healer and in the end its none of her buisiness, as long as she heals those in need.

[18:44] Arryik would have been barely paying any attention to what was going on with the meeting. Having wished that he would have perfected the art of sleeping while standing up. His eyes wandered around the room until they landed on the woman from the other day in the Den that had stolen from him. His eyes didn't leave her as soon as he saw her. His fists balling up as he thought of what she did. When the woman looked away, Arryik would not, his eyes staring the woman down. Even when Vika would speak to him he would simply nod in response to her question, opting to remain silent for now while his eyes watched the thief.

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[18:49] Cailean (alistair.greymyst): Thieving!? Arriyk should've reported it to the Guard! So he'd have things to do and could run away from getting a tongue lashing from the Lady of the Village. And what did Vivika steal anyway? Only thing that woman stole was hearts and virginities and you couldn't get those back -- unless it was bloody or sopping. Not that it'd been Viveka. And not that Cailean knew about any thieving so he just stood there, nodding to Arad. "Ah, well, you've been generous in your allocation to the guard, Councilor. With respect to the Lady of the Village, I'm just a rougher sort of man and she's about right, I could use with more politeness. There might be a small matter you could help me with, though, if you've a moment and an ear to spare." He shuddered at the mask, deciding that he didn't want to know what was on the other side. Probably tentacles.

[18:49] Valkyrie Asta Munthe continued staring at Cailean for a while, still giving him that look before nodding to Arad as he spoke. "Of course. We can discuss it later." As it seemed that people were leaving now, she started to relax, though tensed /right/ back up as the woman with her accent asked her question, and her eyes were cast in her direction. "That is to be further discussed with the guards and the council. Even if the keep and the milhouse do not technically fall under Aberwyth Jurisdiction, this will be treated as if it happened here in the village, and will be under full investigation."

 


[16:21] Tsuyu Akano sighed quietly as she peeked her head into the book store. She hadn't been hoping for much, but what met her gaze was a room full of shelves upon shelves with books. The timid female shuffled quietly at the door a moment, before tip-toeing her way inside. She turned to carefully slip the door shut, before turning around to peek around the shelves of books. Her head cocked as she stepped over to one of the shelves, letting an arm ascend to brush the tiny digits of a delicate hand along the binding of one of the many books.


[16:32] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or had been staring quite plainly at his surroundings. Puffing away at his pipe, his golden eyes were trained on the shelves, apparently taken away by them and zoning off into another world of his own thoughts. He heard the door close, his masked features slowly turning to the right to gaze upon the new entry, a soft smile appearing on his face. "Well. Hello my dear. And who might you be? Here for a good read, I reckon?" He offered her, taking a few steps forward.. One heeled boot in front of the other, elegant, and clicking against the wood.


[16:39] Tsuyu Akano balked a tad, cheeks flushing as someone took note of her presence. Tsuyu went to peek around the heavy black fringe of floor length locks of hair. Seeing the tall, slender, well dressed male, Tsu only stood there, still balking. Her cheeks were pinched with a soft pink color, matching the blushy tone of her kimono. "Ah... Tsuyu Akano.. And h-hai.. I was looking for work, and it is lovely here.."


[16:46] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or watched her response. He took it in. The tone of her skin, the light coloring of pink, her manner of speech. Under his mask, his lips curled up into a smile, a kind of prick of his insides churning as an all too familiar but highly ignored need, a necessity, an addiction of some sort, began to rear its head within himself. "Oh.. Tsuyu Akano... Lady Akano.. What a beautiful name.." He replied, dipping his head and lowering his body into a traditional and gentlemanly bow, his arm spreading out behind him. "I am Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or.. And it is a pleasure to meet you." He would slowly then rise up to his full posture, continuing to gaze upon her with a smile trained on his enchanted mask that would not fade soon. "My sibling owns this bookstore, and I run a paper that shares its space. Both of us are welcoming employees, should you be interested in book keeping or writing. You need but ask, my dear.."


[16:54] Tsuyu Akano 's head cocked a tad as the male spoke. "Aradhelon-sama.. A pleasure.." Her lips curved, a delicate smile on soft features forming as she peered way up at him. The small form around her shoulders slithered, forming up and over to peek at the male. The fox titled his head before turning to sway off her shoulder and sway around the book store on his own. "H-Hai!" Her cheeks darkened to a soft red color, a delighted glimmer in her eyes. "I.. am not so good at writing in the common tongue here.. But I am eager to assist.." Her hands shifted, clasping together a bit. They wrung at one another, her shy nature forming once again as the gaze of pale brown eyes dropped to stare hard at the floor.


[16:58] Casiphia appeared suddenly, popping a head out from behind the shelf that previously separated her from the two conversing. The little voice on the other side was shy sounding, but at the very least this elven woman had heard some magic words. "Good evening!" She'd chime out as soon as she was visible, a broad smile upon her features. The woman hopped on over to nudge against her brother's side, though keeping the cheery look to the woman, clasping hands together before her. "I would be that mentioned sibling! Owner of this bookstore." She'd nod as she spoke, "Troubles in writing should not be too much issue, this is a building of literature and all; certainly we could teach you a tad, yes?"


[17:03] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or watched the interesting creature on her shoulders look up at him before playfully turning to do explore. He felt himself buckle up at her continued shyness, her gentle and soft nature, though his own body would show none of this in its posture. He hand to stop his own hands from twitching needingly, but he could not stop himself from trying to take a step forward, wanting to close the space further between him and the maiden in front of him. He was stopped by the nudge of his sibling, causing his slightly trance-like state to be broken by him turning to look down upon her. "Casiphia.." He mumbled, before turning back to look at the girl. "Yes... Yes indeed! There is always the offer of learning, always." He agreed, before continuing to watch the girl, eagerly waiting for her next reaction, her next words... Anything from her.


[17:13] Tsuyu Akano 's cheeks once more turned that delicate pink color at their offer. She dipped forward, bowing gently at the waist. "Arigato. I look forward to learning much from you!"Her voice, though timid and gentle, was honest and eager to match her words. Pale eyes continued to peer down at the floor, lips trembling as she tried to keep herself from peeking up at the pair.


[17:18] Casiphia smiled some with the shy woman's eager but extremely timid attitude, blatantly ignoring any of her brother's annoyance over appearing so suddenly. "Oh, lovely," she cooed, locking her fingers together and setting the hands against her chin, just to seem as interested in it as possible, maybe excited, judging by the amount of questions being thrown that way. "So then you will be looking for work here, yes? You cannot write; how is your reading? You seem a lady with interest in such things, mm?"


[17:27] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or wanted to stagger forth and act dramatic. He wanted to fall to his knees and praise the sky for sending forth his perfect pet, for he was sure without a doubt this had to be her. She had the same features upon closer examination. The only thing that was missing was white hair; But easily a mistake by the glow. He could not allow her to slip away, remembering the words of Viveka and the nature of time and prediction, and so he would press for her remaining stay at the Bookstore. "Yes indeed. Casiphia is always looking for those that have an air of knowledge about them. More hands for this lovely library of precious information..." He would put out his pipe and hide it away, now more attentive than he had been in a long time, his golden hues glimmering. He wanted to lift her chin from her stare to the floor.. But he could not risk frightening her.


[17:36] Tsuyu Akano 's weight bounced back up, taking on a much more ecstatic nature. "Hai hai. I can read very well. My hands are simply un-used to writing the characters. Though I am proficient in calligraphy.." Those pale, brown eyes of hers were far more eager then they had been, glimmering with joy at the possibility of a job. "The fox was curled up atop a rack of books, watching the eastern lady with a shake of his head and ah 'oh bother' look about him. Apparently the fox was the smarter of the two, and less naive than Tsuyu. The ex-hime's gaze lifted, head tilted and pale gaze flicking between the two before her. "A.. ah, g-gomen.. I am over eager.."


[17:43] Casiphia gave something of a light chuckle, unclasping one hand to wave it dismissively. "Oh, not to worry! Being excited over these things is completely understandable. If anything it is welcome around here, miss." She paused to glance over the little creature on the woman's shoulder, tilting slightly. Clearly there was some curiosity over it budding her, before she'd point a finger, "Is.. this a familiar?"


[17:52] Kynaston Chasin makes his way into the bookshop, having seen one of the fliers about town of the event meeting happening near to this time.


[17:52] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or was also taking glances at the strange creature, but he was mostly still seemingly enthralled by the woman in front of him. "Whatever it may be, it is truly a darling creature.. As sweet as its owner is.." He purred softly, and kept his gaze on her for a longer moment after stating this before being torn off to the door. "Ah, but speaking of writing.. Casi, we must begin to discuss and plan our paper work. Tis' important if we wish the first issue to be released on time.. Lady Akano, you are more than free to join us, should employment be something you seek. We work very closely, Casi and I, so working for one of us will no doubt mean working a tad for the other.."


[17:57] Tsuyu Akano 's head dipped, dropping in a small bow again to the sibling pair. "I will be most honored to work with you both, Aradhelon-sama." Well, he was stuck with the honorific title now that he hadn't declined it. She shifted her weight up, adjusting her posture as a demure eastern woman might. Her pale gaze went to wandering again, unable to help herself as she peeked around the room. Lips parted, a content sigh escaping as she began to familiarize herself with the room. Of course, her head turned at Casi's question, peeking at the woman with that soft curve of her lips settled on her features again. "Hai. This is my companion." A hand rose, reaching out for the familiar. The creature swam down, curling around her hand, up her arm, before settling to hover around her shoulders again.


[18:00] Casiphia nodded some, lips curling at the introduction of the little weasel-like creature and giving an endearing, "Well, seems to be quite the lovely companion indeed." She would then be turning her gaze up to the tall elf as he spoke and only just seeming to remember the imminent meeting. "Oh! Of course," She pulled another grin of agreement to it all, before giving a slight bow towards the woman. "As he says. Family and within the same building, you would see plenty of the both of us either way. Ah- And good morning to you, there as well!" In the end her attention sat upon the man who had entered, taking a step back to bob a head in greeting.


[18:02] Kynaston Chasin stood at first near to the door way as the others were not all to far off from it. But after a second thought he decided to step away from the door - clearly having no intentions of being ran into from behind or otherwise. Catching Casiphia's gaze, he dips himself into a low and graceful bow. "I saw a flier about town.. and was curious, though I fear I am not much of a writer, nor would I truly be interested in devoting large amounts of time and effort into taking on employement as a writer. Though I do write on occasion, it seemed intersting enough."


[18:05] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or turned to face the new entry, his arms opening wide as he offered a welcoming bow. "Of course! Please, all of you, right this way.. Upstairs we must go. No need to worry , my good sir. There is plenty a job as an assistant for such that you will not need to go on too many grand adventures in search of a good story, Hmm hmm.. Right.. Then, my dears, follow me?" He took another glance at Tsuyu, his smile for her remaining before turning and beginning towards the staircase, a finger lifting and urging them to follow behind.


[18:10] Tsuyu Akano hummed quietly as she followed after the lord of the library! Pale eyes roamed over the shelves of books, the material the building was made of. It was very very different from what she was accustomed to, but not unpleasant. It had a warm and cozy atmosphere. Her head cocked as she peeked around the upstairs, eying the desks and odd chairs. "Aah.."


[18:12] Casiphia held her cheer over all the business talk before it was proclaimed to move upstairs, pausing before turning to follow them all up. At the top she's step on over to a desk, leaning her back up against it and giving the room a look around. Inviting room, of course. Not expecting any less from part of this building.


[18:14] Kynaston Chasin did not delay in following the strange elven man with the mask up the stairs, coming to some epiphany on who this man might be - wrong or right in his thoughts- he smiled a bit and bounded up the flight of stairs. He was careful to slip around Tsuyu, avoiding her dress to simply find a spot amongst the gathering but not to particularly near and against anyone. His gaze eagerly turning towards Aradhelon.


[18:15] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or walked up the stairs, entering the second floor and spreading his arms out wide again while he approached the window, talking back to them with an excited and warm voice. "Yes, as you all might know, until now the Island of Valesk was without a proper system to spread its information. Poor dears, forced completely to hear of important events such as Dragons and Demons, Wyvrens and worse, fires and wolf-attacks galore, from just ear and gossip alone. I sought to remedy this issue by beginning a business of some sort, a gathering of writers to give information for the public for but a couple of copper a week per copy. Yes, a noble aspiration indeed, and now that the preparations are set, it is time for action!" He turned with a spin, jewelry clinking away flamboyantly, a grin upon his mask that showed off a lovely set of white, perfectly sculpted teeth. "I, my esteemed guests and colleagues, am Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or. Each of you, my dears.. Tell me your strengths and yo

[18:15] Alleo (alecksin.avora): your passions~* ))


[18:19] Tsuyu Akano 's hand rose, a slight curve to it as she set her index finger over her lips. She couldn't hide the soft flush on her cheeks of amusement as she watched the flamboyant male, though to be frank, it was an endearing quality that the male carried. She'd never seen it before! A little giggle escaped around her finger, despite the press of her hand in an attempt to keep her lips sealed. "W.. Well.." She shifted, timidly speaking up. "I.. ah.. I am.. a good listener.." She murmured. her gaze dropped again, a flush once more hitting her cheeks at the rather vague and useless talent. "Ah, I mean.. I am.. Capable of collecting the information..?"


[18:29] Casino (casiphiaadin): ((sorry, important distractions going on lol posting now))


[18:33] Casiphia leaned back, resting her chin on a hand for a moment of thought. "Mm, traits.. I previously worked in a Tribune, you know this of course. I am well with writing and other such things, which seems to be most important." She shrugged a right shoulder, "I am simply willing to assist in whatever is necessary here."


[18:34] Kynaston Chasin chuckled softly at Aradhelon's words as though it hit on some personal intimate level with Cynric. A man perhaps knowing all to well of these things, these problems, or the like. "It would indeed seem your passionate persuit is a noble one that is sure to benefit those of the isle. It is through gossip of news that one can arm themselves with the information needed to better protect themselves and watch out for danger... so I am much agreeing that the citizens Aberwyth and beyond will be far more keen to survive with such an addition to the town. I am a harvester of herbs, protector of the fields of a farlanded place to the east, now an aspiring Warden of the Keep. I am learned of much, and have many hobbies. I am.." He trailed off a bit, realizing how strange it was to self-introduce himself. It had been a while since he had to. Had he grown so dependent on Asi to the point he was now leaning back to look down the stairwell for the man.

[18:38] Asi was, of course, right on time to help Cynric out with whatever issue was going on, blinking doefully up at the man as he lightly trotted up the stairs, but settles behind the woman with long back hair so as to not ruudely shove past her. "Prince Kynaston Chasin of a wood in the Farlands, more North East to the continent, he prefers to not detail the city-nation?" he chimes in, presuming that was needed. Following up with a bow, of course. Other than that, politely quiet.


[18:41] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or would take a couple of steps forward before pausing, listening to all the words that everyone had to offer. To Tsuyu, he would tilt his head for a moment at her shyness before letting out a soft and happy chuckle. "Wonderful skills to have, my dear. It takes patience and a steady heart to be quiet, and an open mind to put the words of others over your own. I would be more than happy to have you talk with the townsfolk on important events, and assist in the learning of writing the common text.." He replied, then turning to Casiphia. "I am more than aware, dear sister, and you are already hired, are you not?" He said with a teasing grin. To Kynaston he would happily and cheerfully look at with joy then turning to the new entry as he finished for him. "Wondeful, Prince Kynaston! A useful background and current status you hold! I would be more than happy to welcome whatever news and stories you hear on your travels, should sitting down and writing be a tad too much time for your

[18:41] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or: my dear man?" He said, turning his attention to Asi. "Are you too interested in participating in the paper?"

[18:42] Alleo (alecksin.avora): protective duties. And you, my dear man* (stupid thingy) ))


[18:47] Tsuyu Akano shuffled quiet, a soft flush tinging her cheeks at Alleo's words. "Hai, thank you Aradhelon-sama..: She murmured. Of course, her gaze flicked to the two men to her right. A prince? The hime's cheeks flushed in shame for her lack of recognition, and she quickly dipped her head to the pair. Of course, her gaze flicked back to Aradhelon after a moment, taking the chance to study the flamboyant and cheerful male.


[18:59] Cynric (jens.ixchel): ((oh didnt realize Casi was gone ;/))


[18:59] Kynaston Chasin quickly spotted the lad running up the stairs, and settled into a full smile. Though Asi's pause behind Tsuyu would be short lived, for where Asi did not wish to be rude- Cynric held no qualms about grabbing the man up and the elven man against him. His warmed cheeks rubbing against the side of his head. "Asiii..." He said in a welcoming tone. "It is simply that it is irrelevent as none have heard of it before. That will do just fine." He smiled brightly, turning his gaze back to Aradhelon, "The name of Cynric will do just fine otherwise, and I enjoy writing from time to time so would be more than honored to slip in a few articles here and there. I shall never be to busy protecting the isle, if the best way to which it can be protected is through spreading of news." As for Aradhelon's addressing Asi, he would leave it up to him to replay. He gestures to Tsuyu, "I fear my ears did not come by your name that is sure to be lovely, yes?"


[19:07] Asi clearly made for the best doll thing, being grab-able and cheek smooshed upon, to which he did not seem to react much behind easily setting in against Cynric. Still pretty vacant eyed, or startled, something. Whatever the case, he replies with a quick and soft, "Llyr'maris Asichel. I can not read nor write, Sir. I am merely my Prince's keeper."


[19:15] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or would touch his cheek for a moment, his face seemingly blank in thought as he stared at the pair... Suddenly, he would smile and seemingly gush, rocking about with an excited and small squeal. "Oh! How romantic! Surely you two are lovers of some sort by the way you behave with one another~ Ho ho ho! Look at me, overheating! I simply cannot help myself! Aplogies! I am such a sucker for the might of the heart~" He would almost cry out, quickly prancing over to Tsuyu's side and leaning towards her, staring back at Cynric. "Right, then~ This is Lady Akano, a darling girl and no doubt new to the Island! As you will be no doubt happily writing for me on occasion and lending your sure ears, It is such a joy for you all to be acquainted with one another..." He would straighten up and then clap, his lips curled up into their consistent happiness. "Now then! Shall we make momentary discussion? Right now, the main priority is interviews and such! Hmm hmm! The first issue of the paper sh

[19:15] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or: dears, and I already have a lovely story on the Dragon attack to offer... I would say it would be best to try and add more, no? Cynric, dear, as a Warden you no doubt could have something to say on the Wolves and the state of your order in relation to your conflict! Any views of you and your fellow men would be welcome!"

[19:15] Alleo (alecksin.avora): should be out by friday my dears* ))


[19:18] Tsuyu Akano 's gaze flicked to the pair of men again. It wasn't a new sight to her to see men so comfortable with one another, it'd been common in her home land as well. "Tsuyu Akano. A pleasure my lord." She'd move to bow gently to the prince, again that heavy curtain of black hair drooping over her shoulders. It took a moment to adjust it back into place as she lifted herself upright again, before turning to peer at the flamboyant paper owner. her cheeks flushed a delicate pink at his words, hand raising to cover her lips as though it might hide her blush. "Ah, yes.. new.. I-.. I apologize for not recognizing the lords of these lands.." She murmured, once more her gaze downcast out of embarrassment.


[19:20] Kynaston Chasin smiles, nudging back against Asi. Aradhelon's words causing him to shift slightly. A fluster lifting to his cheeks, and a brightness to his eyes. "But he can paint. Or so he shall one day come to be able to paint. " He trails his fingers through Asi's hair, before smiling to the lady. "It is a pleasure to meet you than, Lady Akano. And no worries, I am not a lord of this land, but one from the north east. My title there holds little baring on my title here. So its by no fault of your own, but mine." He dips his head towards the tall masked man, "The issue with the wolves is still pending further investigation, and it would not be right of me to jump upon it with my thoughts till more informaiton is available through the Warden. But perhaps before Friday I can com by something to submit to you. As for montary, while I will take the coin it is worth, it will have little influence on if I do or do not submit something- just if I do or do not have information I care to share with the Isle. Tha

[19:20] Kynaston Chasin: satisfying my curiosity to the matter, as now it sounds like if I find I have something of value to submit in, I know just the man to seek out, Aradhelon. I wish you te best with your endevours to the task you have set before you, and I eagerly seek to be of assistance from time to time. For now I fear I must depart for other reasons that call my attention." He gives another bow, before directing Asi and himself back down the stairs.


[19:25] Asi just helpfully stares at the very energetic and prancy fancy man, briefly leaning back from Cynric as the whole lovers thing is mentioned, just because he didn't quite know the rules yet. And really beyond that he was a potato. Just leaving as dictated. He is not a very interesting thing.


[19:32] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or bowed them off, happily cooing back to the man. "Oh! That is just fine my dear. Just lovely! I simply look forward to hearing from you again! Compensation for the inspired work you do will be given nevertheless. Do take care on your travels, and you too, you kind sir.." He said, nodding off to Asi before his attention was brought back to the quaint Tsuyu. "Oh, my dear.. Don't you worry. No one is offended because you know not their history. If anything, such is trivial from such a beauty such as yourself.. And might I ensure you know how beautiful you are? One of the most beautiful women I have laid eyes across, and I hope it is not too rude of me to admit.." He dipped his head, taking a step back from her to show no ill intent.


[19:34] Kynaston Chasin clearly had seemed quite pleased with Aradhelon's words and the goings of the 'meeting', and he trailed out with a light hum to his lips.


[19:34] Tsuyu Akano 's head cocked, shiting her gaze towards the two men. Lips parted a moment as if to say something, but breeding kept her mouth firmly shut after a moment. Her gaze flicked back to Aradhelon, pale cheeks flaring a rich red color at his words. "Ah! No, quite not, hardly.." She was stammering our, gaze dropping to the ground and staring hard at the wooden blanks beneath her feet. "Aradhelon-sama, such words are unfit for a commoner." Well, she wasn't about to bring up her own history, it wasn't needed here. At least that way, if the morons back home decided to chase her here, no one would know her. "I am quite plain, my lord, I am unworthy of such compliment.."


[19:46] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or blinked for a moment at her reply, before he slowly shook his head, as if she was all too wrong in her words. "Commoner.. My dear, commoner or not matters little to me.." He attempted to reassure her, his soft smile returning. "You are most /not/ plain, I can guarantee you that.. Perhaps, you might bless my humble spirit with a sit down together, that we might enjoy a meal and perhaps some fine wine? Only that I wish to get to know my dear employees, of course..."


[19:49] Tsuyu Akano paused a moment at his words, cheeks flushing a tinge darker with the threat of reaching up to her ears with the coloration. "You are v-very kind, Aradhelon-sama.." She murmured. Of course, she lifted the gaze of those pale cedar eyes of hers, peeking up at the male before her. "I would most welcome that, my lord, if my company suits you.." As formal as ever, she accepted the invitation.


[19:53] Bu'zyasti'in was a tad frustrated. They just didn't make houses like they used to. Almost immediately after his arrival, he'd noticed there was no way in hell his entire tail was fitting comfortably through the newly rearranged building, and this was monstrously distressing. This left him with a single unfortunate option, which happened to be that of going to retrieve a few scraps of clothing, and shifting his form to something less...spacious. After stumbling his way through bookshelves and scattered literature, he finally found a staircase, having heard some voices coming from above. A slight grimace crossed his features as he inspected the width of the thing, and after a short while spent considering he turned slightly sideways and began shuffling up the stairs with no small amount of grumbled swearing under his breath. Finally turning the corner, he immediately whacked his skull on the crossboard above the landing, and growled out an oath related to how he was going to tear the building down with his

[19:53] Bu'zyasti'in: This time he was smart enough to duck, then managed to make his way up the rest of the stairs, finally coming to a halt with his back to the window. No Dira, no Cypriana. At this point he was feeling much less jovial than he had been before entering the building, and thus simply contented himself with staring at the pair of strangers present, as if they were to blame for his unfortunate situation.


[20:01] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or exhaled softly, feeling successful as ever that she had accepted his offer. "Ah. Wonderful. I would so very much love your company, I assure thee.." He said softly, before his attention was brought over to the new arrival stumbling up the steps. "Oh! Welcome my dear man. Not to worry, if you came interested in the Paper that is the Valesk Voice, the meeting is still welcoming for additions, though a few have already left.." He bowed to the grumpy man, his face smiling away. "Any questions, suggestions, or requests for work are welcome. I am Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or, and this here is the Lady Akano..."


[20:04] Tsuyu Akano 's head turned, following Aradhelon's gaze to the red skinned male behind her. She'd turn, bowing gently to the male in greeting. "Good evening.." She'd murmur, before turning her gaze towards Aradhelon. "Tsuyu is fine, my lord.." Her lips curved to a quiet smile. Well, this was a fine start for her life a common woman instead of the life of a spoiled hime.



[20:08] Bu'zyasti'in shook off his mild annoyance after only a short while, as per usual, and flashed a broad grin at the tall gentleman who'd greeted him, then rumbled, "Cannae say Ah knew tae much about it, Ah'll stick around n' think up sommat ta make a suggestion fer, jest ta be guid n' useful." A slight flicker of confusion crossed his features at the introduction...like hell he was gonna pronounce that right. "Guid ta meet ye laddie, lass. Ye can call me Zyasti, if'n it please ye." Not even gonna try, nope. The huge mer took a couple steps forward, then tilted his head slightly upon noting the woman's greeting and loosed a deep, good-natured chuckle. "Ye dinnae 'ave ta bow before me majesty, lass. Ah ken that Ah inspire that sort o' reaction, but Ah'll nae require that sort o' thing."


[20:17] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or listened to the interesting voice, blinking away as he continued to smile off at him before nodding. "Of course! Please, do feel free to relax here, then! We have seats of comfort, and I always welcome the guest and the good chat." He would look down to Tsuyu then and chuckle, shaking his head. "Ah, Tsuyu it is then my sweet, but I am.. Well. You need not call me lord. You and I, we shall be friends. Yes. Of equal respect, as it should be with all those that are kind and just." He nodded to Zyasti as well, implying the same for him, though it seemed the red-skinned, peculiar man already understood that concept just fine, and justly so.


[20:20] Tsuyu Akano balked a bot. Another who spoke a language she did not know!? Her cheeks flushed at the accented words, being so foreign she didn't understand a single word DeJa seemed to be speaking. Her gaze flicked to the male at her side, hoping for some form of translation..


[20:25] Bu'zyasti'in glanced over to the seats after the lordly-sounding gent offered him seating, then murmured, "Ach, Ah dinnae if'n Ah'll fit..." The crimson-skinned man trailed off and shook his head, then flashed fangs in a grin and continued, "Guid policy ta 'ave, lad. Dinnae who may come walkin' through yer door at any given moment, aye?" As Arad went on to make sweet noises at the smallish female, he scooted carefully by and removed the cloak from his shoulders, then dropped it on the ground beside him and lowered himself carefully into a chair. It creaked and groaned in protest of his considerable bulk, but held up stubbornly, as if only to give him reason to stick around. After he was sure the fragile structure wasn't going to come tumbling down beneath him, he glanced up again and drawled, "Sae...what did ye say ye dae 'ere? Sommat about paper?"


[20:30] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or nodded to Bu, fixing at his collar and clothing a bit meticulously. "Yes indeed. A paper to share the news of the island with one another, and offer advertisement for those needing such." He explained. "I have gathered a lovely team of writers and assistants, and we plan to provide a weekily update of all the Island's happenings for those that need it." He would look to Tsuyu, seeing her confused expression and tilting his head. "What seems to be the matter, dear?" He purred, leaning closer to her.


[20:34] Tsuyu Akano 's eyes softened with the way Aradhelon spoke, quite enthralled with his dedication to his work. But, of course, as he leaned in close.. there was little for the maiden to do but flush in surprie at the suddenly closed in distance between them. "Ah.. a.h.. H-His accent.. I do not understand what he says.." She, too, had an obviously foreign accent of her own. But enunciated common and her own accent were, well, the only ones she truly understood. Of course, this admission forced her to drop her gaze, ears tinging red in shame at her own shortcomings.


[20:38] Bu'zyasti'in furrowed his brow slightly and waved a beefy arm around to signify their surroundings, then remarked, "Ach...Ah 'ope yer coverin' all that silliness with fire n' shite th' fuzzballs 'ave been startin'. Cannae take a wee kip without 'avin' one o' 'em shoutin' sommat or other about justice." An amused snort escaped him, though his features did display a hint of annoyance. Naturally he didn't take the wolves too seriously, and more or less just wanted them to shut up for a while. Fortunately, the huge serpent was pretty well-traveled himself - while he hadn't heard Tsuyu's exact accent before, he'd heard similar and didn't have too much trouble with it. Her sudden stammer did bring a deep, hearty laugh from him however, before he directed a wink to her and teased, "Yer 'avin' trouble kenin' wee auld me, eh lass? Dinnae worry yerself about it, ye dinnae be th' first."


[20:42] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or seemed to be a bit shocked for a moment before he let out a soft and comforting laugh, shaking his head a few times. "Do not be ashamed, my sweet!" He purred. "Tis' just as he said, you need not worry. He was simply asking about the paper and what it might entail.. As well as commenting on the hope we will be mentioning the fire the Wolves have been starting through the Island." He explained. He wanted to wrap the poor girl in his arms and shush her nervousness away, but had to remain regal and polite! Oh, the pain!


[20:47] Tsuyu Akano 's cheeks's flushed as he translated for her. "H-Hai.." She murmured as he explained, and she took in the information. The girl passed Deja an apologetic look, and smile. "I apologize.. The tongue here is.. difficult for me, at times.." Save the accent, she seemed fluent enough. But that was out of necessity, not necessarily skill. Of course, her gaze flittered back up towards Aradhelon, watching him quietly through the fringe of heavy black lashes that framed those pale brown eyes like feather dusters. "Are the wolves much issue..?" She murmured, her tone dropping with concern.


[20:50] Bu'zyasti'in nodded along with the tall elf's translation, then grumbled mostly to himself, "Ach...bleedin' zealots, wakin' us guid n' respectable folk from naps n' jest makin' a whole fuss over sommat wee. If'n sommat dinnae be done about 'em soon, Ah may jest 'ave ta deal with 'em meself." Yeah, like he'd ever get the motivation to do /that/. Jooookes. The huge mer's eye darted back over to the woman who was making a daring attempt at matching his skin tone with her cheeks, then flashed fangs in a grin and offered a languid shrug, "Nothin' ta apologize fer, lass. Jest sommat ye'll 'ave ta get used ta, ye ken?"


[20:58] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or listened further to that Zyasti had to say nodding slowly. "Mmm Yes, quite the trouble they are stirring up.. But do not worry, my dear Tsuyu!" He spoke, turning to smile off at the girl kindly. "I would not have such a lovely lady such as yourself worry or be in fear of such wolves, no. Not at all!" He spoke, leaning a bit closer for but only a moment as he said this, his golden eyes laid upon her in a near adoring manner.


[20:59] Vatira the Fierce he grumped as he saw that the book shop had changed after FINALLY being given note that it changed to the building next door the disgruntled orc walked to it with his wolf companion and growled lowly, as he burst the door open... well.. after turning the handle of coarse.... it was how he entered any building. Loudly and angrily, not that he was either of those things.... much. and he stomped in looking around, he hated change, well, not so much change as he did things moving and NO ONE TELLING HIM, he growled lowly as he stomped around... "AHRAADD!" his orcish common spilled from his dripping lips. and he'd wait to see if he was responded too. Not that he meant that to come out at all as.. well... harsh as it did, just thats how orcs talk... some times.


[21:05] Tsuyu Akano 's eyes softened as she peered up at Aradhelon. Pale eyes glimmered with a shy look, before she jumped in surprise at the sudden sound of a door slamming and a rather large sound from below. She whipped about, peering down the stairs only briefly before she was backing up towards her employer. Fingers twitched with the urge to catch onto his sleeve in fear, but, she restrained herself for fear of insulting Arad. "Ah..?" Came the timit sound, as she continued to eye the stairs with a wary glance.


[21:08] Bu'zyasti'in nodded along in agreement, though this time he refrained from commenting further, instead choosing to study the way the masked male leaned closer to the woman present. It took a while, but eventually understanding lit up his features. An understanding which was quickly marred by the loud noise from downstairs, which had him moving quickly to his feet again. Unfortunately, he misjudged his own size once more and slammed his head straight into the ceiling, then loosed a string of oaths which would've made any sailor blush and stumbled forwards slightly, knocking the chair he'd previously been occupying askew as he did. Standing there and rubbing his head, he glowered at the ceiling as if the entire thing was its fault, then bent down to retrieve his cloak from the ground and tossed it about his shoulders. "Ah 'ate ta depart sae soon, but Ah fear Ah'm in need o' a guid dip beneath th' waves, ye ken? Gettin' a tad dry," he grumbled out in explanation before turning without another word and making

[21:08] Bu'zyasti'in: towards the stairs. The huge mer turned slightly sideways and ducked a bit, then proceeded to begin his descent as carefully as he could. At this point, he was rather impressed with himself that he'd not put a fist through anything yet.


[21:09] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or would seem to jump at the loud screaming, his eyes daring upwards for a moment in attention. "Oh. It seems that my dear guard Vatira has come to visit us!" He exclaimed, looking down at Tsuyu with some thought, before his expression became one of worry. He would attempt to place a gloved hand on her shoulder, as if trying to carefully spin her to his perfect attention that he might speak to her, fear of overstepping boundries aside for the importance of his next small quip. "My dear Tsuyu," He began. "Vatira may appear to be a very frightening man. I ask that you do not be too fearful of him however, for he has quite the temper and is quite large.." He spoke in a low tone so that the words would be kept to the group upstairs. "Follow my lead, my dear, and worry not..." He would then lift his head and call back to the Orc, nice and loud so he might hear him. "Upstairs, my good man! Come, come!" He said, giving his farewells to Zyasti with a nod. "Good bye.. And hope to see you

[21:09] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or: how he might handle passing Vatira downstairs.

[21:10] Alleo (alecksin.avora): soon!*" He replied, and watched him depart, wondering how he might* ))


[21:13] Tsuyu Akano paused in surprise as suddenly Adar turned her about, and she lifted her gaze up towards him. After a deep breath and a swallow, she nodded, steeling herself for the encounter. She would turn, moving to stand squarely at Arad's side. Hands folded neatly, settling infront of her with a practiced poise that was uncommon for a commoner. The familiar on her shoulders shifted, curling tighter around her for his own form of support. "H-Hai.." She'd murmur to Arad after a moment, before settling into a quiet state once again. Better not to talk if she could avoid it.


[21:13] Vatira the Fierce his eyes looked upward, as he nodded his head as he moved towards the stairs almost knocking a book shelf over, but stopping himself and his rather large muscular frame from doing too much damage, Waahg following behind him as he looked to the staircase... and hrmed slightly grumbling... "Caahman." he said as he would start to ascend the stairs Onlt to be met more then likely with a wall of RED, and he looked at the man wide eyed and wondered how exactly to handle this perdicament of two large men in a VERY SMALL hallway.... humans made things hard..... and he grunted a little.


[21:17] Bu'zyasti'in remembered to duck beneath the crossbeam this time around, then rounded the corner to find himself staring at an orc that was practically as huge as he was. For a few moments frustration began to build up in the bulky mer, at least until he caught the wide-eyed expression on the orc's features, and couldn't quite help but crack a broad grin. A deep, rumbling chuckle escaped him as he took a step back, pressing his back to the wall and...well, generally doing very little to make the hallway less crowded. He tried though, right? "Ah 'ad trouble fittin' through this wee stairwell on me own. Ah think sommat may 'ave ta be done about th' size o' this thing, what dae ye think lad?"


[21:20] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or tilted his head, wondering exactly what was taking so long. He heard some mumbling down through the halls, and then it began to click in. The large red man and Vatira were both in the hallway. "Oh my.." He mumbled, looking down at Tsuyu. "On second thought.. I think I am going to just.." He began, taking a step in front of the lass and fixing a perfect smile on his face in case Vatira came crashing up here covered in wood, and the Mer screeching after him for whatever reason. "No worries my dear! I am sure he will be up here in a moment! Ho ho ho!" He chuckled, ensuring that at worst he was a perfect shield for the lass in case anything.. Wild happened.


[21:22] Vatira the Fierce he looked to the being of red, as he backed up to press himself against the wall and he nodded his head and whistled a sharp whistle and pointed as the wolf as mangy and gruff looking as Vatira scooted up the stairs and he nodded his head at what was said, indeed tempers flared and frustrations built within the orc with the short temper as well and he gruffed a little, "Huumans sahly what bahldin dheer bahlins saah smahll." he nodded his head towards the fish... well not that he knew it was a fish or he'd give a message, so, he'd nod and press himself as keenly he could to go around the bulking maan, "Yaahz loohk Lihk Ghood Fhighta Fhit, Mahbay Spaah Waan Dah." he said as he'd try to make it up the stairs without much incident, making note to destroy this wall here between the stairs...


[21:25] Tsuyu Akano 's gaze lifted, peering up at Arad's large, and decorated back. Her cheeks tinged that soft pink again as she watched him stand guard infront of her. A hand ascended, intent on touching his back. Her touch stilled an inch away, though, slowly dropping back down before her to be clasped back with the other. The desire to peek around him was there, too, but better judgement left her settled quietly before him.


[21:27] Bu'zyasti'in chuckled amiably at the remark from the orc, apparently understanding him perfectly...well, you get some odd accents on the sea. "Aye...dinnae be tae considerate o' th' larger sort, if'n ye ask me," he rumbled out in reply, before that grin widened further at the request for a spar. "Ach, yer speakin' me language already. Ye look ta be a right braw fighter yerself. If'n ye feel like tossin' some punches 'ere n' there, ye just come seek out auld Zyasti. Ah cannae think tae many others would 'old up tae well against ye anyway." With those final words, he lifted his hand in farewell, then turned sideways and continued on down the stairs. Rest assured, thoughts of annihilating that wall barehanded had crossed his mind more than once already as well.



[21:33] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or waited patiently for Vatira, his hands collected at his front as he started at the stairway for the large orc's head. He would peek back once, giving a reassuring look to the woman behind him before his attention returned forward, a shuffle of his shoulders and clink of jewelry being made. Yes. He would have to plot accordingly. Get to know the lass, get to woo her, and after a minimum amount of time of acceptable courting was done, ask her hand in marriage. It was his master plan. He could not let anything ruin such.


[21:33] Vatira the Fierce no there really wasnt, infact the last person who tried to stand up against Vatira... well... they lost an eye.... and he nodded his head "Ahh Dehere beeh peehple waantan tahh brrawhhl. Muhy Lahguage." he said with a nod and grinned with his tusk filled mouth, "Lahhtah doh, waarhkan doh Ihll beh saahr tah fhind yaah." he said Cause a gladiator, and some one to brawl with JUST MADE his day, this is why he came to this rock to get people of like mind and blood sport together... maybe he could make a private event of it.... and he scratched his chin, as he preceded up the stairs, with his large framed muscular self. Once at the top in pintedly looked at Arad, "Yaah lehve noh nohte orh wahrd daht dah boohk staahr beh mohvan."


[21:36] Tsuyu Akano 's hands reached out, not able to hold back trying to curl her fingers into the back of his robe to cling tightly to him. She shuffled forward, aiming to stay good and close to her employer in the time the orc was around. Obviously the delicate hime was no at all used to such an aggressive presence, nd it was, well, not doing well for her delicate and, plainly put, pampered mind. The accent was draining, too, so many who spoke the common tongue as though it were simply another language all together!!


[21:43] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or felt the tug on his robes as he lifted his hands in apology, his eyes closing softly. "I am so sorry, Vatira. I had instructed my sister to do so the moment I heard news, as I was entrusted with a great plan of taxes galore and financial responsibility of the city you see, but it seems the girl must have forgot in her work load. The place is obvious enough however, and I am so happy to see you.." He replied with a warm and happy tone, staring over at the Orc for a moment before looking back at the girl behind him. "This here is Tsuyu Akano.. My newest addition to the Valesk Voice writing team.." Yes. And if he could have it his way, she would be the mother of his offspring the moment he managed to convince her to marry him. He did not mention that snippet however, staring down at her with adoration and admiration.


[21:48] Vatira the Fierce he spoke common, just it was horribly put together, and well, could you blame him with those tusks on his face, or anything else for that matter, he was incredibly dim witted though he had a lot of brain smarts. he then furrowed his brows, "Shoopad Sisthar." he nodded, not that he meant anything bad buy it just that... she forgot something important! and he looked to Tsuyu, and nodded his head as she seemed, mighty important and the way he looked at her the words just flowed from his mouth, "Ihhz dohnno ifz Ihz chan approhve ahv har behin yaah mahte." yep, it just came right out, the man looked with such adoration and admiration it had to be love, "Sheeh ahz scarhawnah ahz youh, ahm Ihz taah pahrotact yaah boht?" he questioned raising a brow as he looked between the two... this obviously doubled his payload more then likly, but his eyes looked back to the small frail woman, "Haai Ihz Vahtira Bloodrhak, Tihtled Dah Fiehrce ihn tah ahrenah ohf cohmbat." he said simply.


[21:52] Tsuyu Akano balked as a single word caught her ears. Mate!? Oh her face flushed a deep red to match the skin of the male who'd just left, head tilting a bit to bury behind Arad's back a moment. After a moment of breath to alleviate her flamed visage, she pulled back, turningthe quiet stare of pale brown eyes to the orc. "Arigato, Vatira.. But.. I do not wish to burden you with more work.." Her lips curved into a quiet smile at the orc, best the timid girl could put on. Lips trembled, her eyes wavered a moment before she peered back up towards Arad in question. Translation please! He eyes seemed to beg..


[22:10] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or was perfectly alright with this word, but he would do his best to not overwhelm nor chase off the girl he was after. He would shake his head slowly, chuckling off at Vatira. "If you think it is necessary, Vatira. If I need your assistance, I will surely let you know.." He replied before turning to gaze down at Tsuyu. "He thinks you are my lover, and does not exactly approve ..." He had noted her reaction, the entirety of it soothing his mind. How wonderful it was to have her physically blessing him in any way. "But that would be an incorrect statement, now wouldn't it?" He would offer her a small smile, as if entertained, though not betraying his particular gaze for her. "He worries about guarding more than just I. He used to be a Gladiator, Vatira did. He is a great and strong fighter." He explained.


[22:14] Vatira the Fierce watched her face boil over with red and he seemed confused, as he shrugged a bit and gave a nod, "Ahriwah?" he said confused by what she had first spoke, that strange word he didnt know and he would laugh, "Burhdan? Noh Burhdan, jahst mehns payh rahse " he grined with that orkish grin as she seemed to tremble before him, something in which pleased him very very much, and as Arad told of what he said he would shrug, "Yaar Choise." he said he didnt care one way or the other as he moved to sit down (AFK for a moment)


[22:19] Tsuyu Akano nodded, vigorously at that, in agreement with Arad's statement. "Hai.. You're my employer." Office romance? She sighed and glanced up towards Arad, watching him with those quiet eyes. Well, he'd warned her, but sometimes in fright one made mistakes. Eventually she just glanced away from both, but kept her tight hold on the back of Arad's robe.


[22:25] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or nodded, lifting his gaze to stare off and out the window. "Yes. Indeed." He chimed back. Not for long, if he could help it! "Well then, my dear.. Sweet dove of a Journalist.." He began again. "Perhaps I should be as chivalrous as to offer you a proper tour of the City? As Treasurer, a member of the council, it is my /duty/ to serve and welcome the City's inhabitants.. How would that sound?" He sang, spinning on his heel to completely face the girl, taking a glance at Vatira as he did so, his arms wide in his offer.

[22:26] Vatira (ghabrial): I actually have to poof for a bit to eat X.X I'll bbs


[23:25] Tsuyu Akano shifted quietly, giving Adar a nod. At least, for now, the orc was gone. Maybe at some point she'd be able to boss him around, but today was not that day.

[17:33] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or slid into the bookstore, his heels clicking against the ground as he elegantly sneaked along the bookshelves, leaning against the borders of the bookcases in an almost /seductive/ and playful manner, staring off at Casi with a cheerful smirk. "Sister-dear.." He purred, pushing off and doing a small spin before leaning against the opposing bookshelf next. "Do you want to do Big Brother a favor? A lovely favor?"


[17:44] Casiphia was just sitting casually upon the seats within her store, reading a small book as usual. Of course it was obviously not to be too prioritized; the sound of those heels clacking against the hard floors upon her brother's entry took her attention fast enough to swivel a head and see him standing there. A hint of curiosity in her eyes and she would tilt to look to him better. "Favor? Depends on what is being asked for. But likely; what is it, my brother?"


[17:46] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or would giddily tip toe over before finding himself on the rubs.. And unfortunately, slipping forward. His arms threw out wildly, his mask's expression shocked and gawking before he suddenly threw himself into a flamboyant and lounging pose, landing on the soft rugs as if he fully had intended to fall over and it was all just a ruse for style. "Well you see, sister... I am practicing the arts of being aware of all horrible, manipulating magics around me! I want you to cast something on me, and I shall try and concentrate... SO very hard.. To sense it~"


[17:52] Casiphia flinched when the man had suddenly toppled over, obviously having not expected the landing to turn out so graceful. Somewhat hazel eyes blanked over to him a moment, widened, before shifting in her seat to cease further acknowledgment of it. "Mm, is that all?" She spoke casually once again. "How does the sensing work, then? Will you learn which spell it is that's being used?"


[17:59] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or shrugged, puffing away at his pipe. "I would think it would be as many magical sensing ability, my dear... I concentrate, and should I be successful, and my theories and calculations are correct with my remarkable psyche.." He waved a hand as he said this, sitting up and into a cross-legged position, "I will be able to tell exactly what horrendous mind magic spell is being used! Ho ho ho!"


[18:03] Casiphia gave a nod of her head, leaving forward and placing a hand upon her chin in thought. "I see! A dangerous spell for someone like myself specializing in such magic.

[18:04] Casino (casiphiaadin): ass))

[18:04] Casino (casiphiaadin): enter button))


[18:06] Casiphia paused before her hands where set in her lap again, attentively eying her brother. "Of course I will help you out nonetheless. Ah.." A hand rose, twirling a finger in thought and giving a murmur musing what spell to use, before bowing her head once. "When you are ready then?"


[18:14] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or nodded his head, closed his eyes, and promptly proceeded to raise his hands and cover his ears. He wanted to make sure that he was unaware of any casting of the spell besides his concentration. "Give me a kick when you have casted the spell, dear, and I will come to attention again~"


[18:24] Casiphia waited until he was fully shut off from hearing or sight, giving him a quick examination before the previously twirling finger stopped. Fingers uncurled to hold in place, eyes locked on the man while reciting the words of the spell. (Instill Demand 1/3)


[18:27] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or attempted the most zen of concentrations he had ever experienced, focusing on every other sense beside his hearing and sight to feel the weaving magics around him. It was difficult, and he didn't feel too much. Hints of what he assumed was perhaps his own magic, and whatever was constantly about in the air.


[18:30] Casiphia kept up the chant, focusing the energy and allowing it to swirl through the area, though not so obviously. Mind tricks have to be held a little discretely, though in moments the hand she held seemed to collect a faint glow while the spell charged. (Instill Demand 2/3)


[18:31] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or continued to try and concentrate, really trying to hone in on all things that were of the beyond and had nature above the physical realm. How difficult this was, he feared being unsuccessful in his persuit.


[18:35] Casiphia neared the completion of the spell, carefully rising from her seat. If the senses could be strong enough, the energy of it all could be felt nearing the man as she stepped forward, whispering words under her breath until she'd stop right next to him. A hand outstretched, tapping his shoulder to rouse him; in that moment especially, the magic could be sent, casted on him with that touch but waiting before saying anything. (Instill Demand 3/3)


[18:37] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or fluttered his eyes open and turned to stare at her, smiling away cheerfully. He did not sense anything at all, what a shame, but he didn't even know if the spell was successful, nor what spell would be casted. He simply waited for her next reply.


[18:44] Casiphia glanced him over a bit, holding her tongue and glancing him over. Trying to get an inkling of whether he sensed a thing or not.. obviously no. Silence broke in moments, her voice coming calm as though not doing a thing odd. "Tell me if you feel anything. You should be yapping like a pup every few words as well- just for a good seven minutes."


[18:56] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or blinked up at her, before giving an honest shrug. "I didn't feel anything, Casi-De-ARK!" He suddenly yipped, blinking wildly for a moment. "I don't ever feel too mu--YIIP! BARK BARK!" He stammered, trying to then cover his mouth. What the heck was going on? He felt the urge to bark all the time! "Bark! Yip! ARoooooo! Casi! I think I am feeling a little strange actu--- BARK BARK!"


[19:02] Casiphia blinked after that first instance of wild barking, but almost immediately seemed to be having trouble keeping it together. Her lips twitched, trying to hold back a smirk, though the sound tried to rise in her throat, blowing out something of a "ksshh" sound. She set a hand over her mouth, crossing the opposite arm to try and disguise it as thinking and not hiding a huge grin. "Y.. yes I do believe you should be feeling somewhat strange right about now," The faintest giggle, followed by a nod, "Just focus upon that sensation, yeah?"

[19:04] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or seemed to have an expression of panic on his face, his eyes wide with anguish. "Casi-- YIP YIP! What if I am-- BARK! Trapped like th--AROOOO-is... Forever? AROORORORORO!" He stammered, groaning for a moment before continuing. "This wa--BARK! A horrible... ID--ARowwaahh!"


[19:08] Casiphia pulled a hand away from her lips to wave it dismissively. Thankfully her grin seemed to just portray confidence, despite the hint of chuckling hidden in the words. "Now, now, brother there is not a thing to worry about. I assure you it is temporary." She shifted in her spot before crouching some beside him, crossing her arms. "Focus your mind and senses on it, you ought to achieve something before it fades."


[19:15] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or closed his eyes and tried to concentrate again, his lips almost pursing from the amount of effort that he was placing into it. Small weaves of magic, for sure... Nothing noteworthy.. Perhaps the faint hint of something slightly prominent? He couldn't put his finger on it, couldn't grasp it long enough before his focus became shattered, perhaps because of a familiar hunger in his belly that never seemed to truly leave him. " Hmm... YIP! ... Perhaps next time will be more fruitful.." He said slowly after a few minutes past, and felt the urge to bark fade away. "Ahh... Freedom." Telling Casiphia what he was feeling was hard. He felt interest, but he felt little else. Worse, being honest made such a thing very difficult. How would one explain a frustration that wasn't really frustration? Where one was either into a scenario, or indifferent? He shook his head, staring off at the rugs for a moment longer. "Shame.. But we have time. We shall do this again tomorrow."


[19:21] Casino (casiphiaadin) clicked her tongue in disappointment, but in hopping back up straight and clapping her hands together, she would shrug. "Oh well! Have faith in yourself there, you will succeed in it soon. Good attempt, aye?" She'd give a cheered smile and bob of the head before hopping back to her seat and picking up her book, promptly giving it attention. "Is much else needed, then?"

[2015/08/19 15:37] Second Life Casiphia stepped along before setting her back up against the shelf. She spoke while doing so, waving her hand over to the drinks by the fireplace, "As you can see, drinks have been graciously provided by the Ugly Duckling Tavern- feel free to take whatever you'd like, and when we are all ready whomever wishes to go first shall--" She paused when finding the little girl bumping into her, just about giving something of an 'ohshit' look down to her. Not this kid again. A glance around and she'd just speak a quiet, "Well hello again," Carefully reaching down to pat her head. And then looking back up to everyone, clearing her throat. "..Starting now then! Who wants first?"

[2015/08/19 15:41] Tsuyu Akano paused a bit. Start what? A subtle flash of confusion hit her cheeks as she slipped onto the smallest stool, settling there to rest comfortably where she was. "Hmmn.." She murmured to herself, eyes softening a bit as she tried to remember what was occuring.

[2015/08/19 15:50] Second Life Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or took a step forward, raising his hand high above in the air. "/I/ shall be the first to state my poetry to this lovely gathering." He announced, carefully clicking his heels towards the fireplace before turning to the crowd, his robes jingling and swinging with every movement. He reached into his robes, pulling out a small piece of parchment and proceeding to clear his throat, waiting for everyone's attention.

[2015/08/19 15:54] Vincent Keene (Vincent3342 Resident) entered slowly into the book store his eyes looking from right to left as he joined the festivities and he would put his hands behind his back as he watched Arad shifting around Ari and fining a place against the book shelf waiting to see what was said.
[2015/08/19 15:54] Vincent Keene (Vincent3342 Resident): Asi*

[2015/08/19 15:56] Second Life Arietta felt the pat on her head while she looks up, totally in the wrong area where Casi was. She reached out and took a hold of the woman's dress as she heard so many people in the room and was a bit nervous.

[2015/08/19 16:00] Second Life Asi hogs up all the good space with his huge arse, very busy with his wide eyed and utterly charmed by the idea of poetry staring. The masked man was clearly an artist, given the way he sought to command his audience, and so seemed successful in doing. Such happy, much head tendril coiling in interest.

[2015/08/19 16:05] Second Life Casiphia beamed up to the man offering to go first, nodding away, "Wonderful, have at it then." The child clinging to her head was noticed, furrowing her brows to her in concern before crouching slightly, sitting on the spot. "Ah.. do not fret child, it is just a fun gathering," she tried to reassure. Noticing new faces she's raise a hand and smile, lowered voice for the performance. "Welcome."

[2015/08/19 16:06] Tsuyu Akano turned her head a bit, blinked, and stared up at Arad as he moved forward. Her head cocked in confusion a bit at whatever was going on, but oh well. Pale eyes flickered about the room again, taking in the sights of familiar, and non familiar faces. Lips curved into a quiet smile at the sight of so many in the library for once, before peeking back at Arad to see what he was about to do.

[2015/08/19 16:07] Second Life Kynaston Chasin slipped into the bookshop and quickly located Asi on the floor He slipped to the sideish of the man before plopping down onto the floor beside the man himself.

[2015/08/19 16:07] Second Life Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or began his poem, throwing a hand out to the crowd in a theatric manner as his voice rang out, clear and sensual. "What beauty is the Jewel of my eye, Shining bright like gemstones I dare speak... For compared to she, no mortal deny, The grace, elegance her form does seek.." He began. Yes, right away, one could tell this was a love poem. His masks' expression seemed already completely lost in his words, in a longing and fluttering trance as he started the first part of the poem.

[2015/08/19 16:09] The Den Mother (ValerieVixxen Resident) proceeded into the new combination bookstore/newspaper office looking...Well, looking quite understated. Her dress was simple and elegant, made of black velvet, as opposed to the usual red silk. She wore luminous pearls, and her eyes were veiled with fine lace. But she was still very much herself. The woman did not make her usual loud entrance, though. She had heard her son reciting poetry as she came in, so she'd be silent, and make her way towards everyone, leaning up against a bookshelf near the back as she smoked her cigarette

[2015/08/19 16:12] Second Life Arietta still held onto the dress as the woman sat down, hearing the words spoken from her but still being very uncomfortable she stayed quiet. Hearing more people come in the building made her stand right next to the woman and her grip on the dress was even more harder as she listened to the words spoken around her.

[2015/08/19 16:13] Vincent Keene (Vincent3342 Resident) he looked forward nodding to Ara as he started indeed a love poem and he chuckled a little as he waited to see how this concluded or kept going and his head tilted to the side slightly

[2015/08/19 16:16] Second Life Casiphia just stayed quiet, sitting and watching the man reciting the poetry while the child held onto her. A glance was made to the drinks set up on a table to the right of the fireplace, but obviously remained seated until the end of the performance.

[2015/08/19 16:17] Tsuyu Akano paused a bit, poetry? A quiet smile curved her lips as she peered up at Arad, reciting a poem. She'd never heard it before, perhaps it was newly written? Or something rather old she'd never heard. But her head canted, and those pale, honey brown eyes peered through dark lashes that fathered around her eyes like a dark fringe.

[2015/08/19 16:21] Second Life Asi lights right up as his mage happens in, no doubt receiving the 'note' he left by way of stacking ever book in their wee home in a meticulous pile. Clearly Kynaston was clever enough to figure it out, and he naturally aims to pat the man's head twice, distracted, trying to pay attention to this poetry thing. He may further brighten up for the arrival of Elizabeth, whom was definitely his friend now, and whom he bows for quick before returning attention to the obviously lovestruck masked man ahead.

[2015/08/19 16:21] Second Life Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or continued, staring a small walk towards the window as his voice continued to ring out with such /feeling/, a true artist and practicer of his art. "Who am I, to be worthy of her? My life be quaint, untouched by love... Though beating hearts yearn for a companion's lure, I have luck not to be blessed by thy dove..." His voice took a much more saddened tone, his eyes dropping to the ground with a tinge of losing hope as his work continued.

[2015/08/19 16:24] The Den Mother (ValerieVixxen Resident): /me, like her daughter, glanced over at the booze as soon as she was aware it was there. Well how wonderful. But it wouldn't do to interrupt Arad during his poem. So she'd wait...And pay attention to him while he presented his piece, only allowing it to wane for a moment to smile at Asi and give him a respectful little nod of the head

[2015/08/19 16:35] Second Life Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or continued onward, this time facing the crowd once more.. His hand reaching to his chest, and clenching in a hopeful manner. "If she might have me, accept my hand, Content my soul would rest in glee. I hope to earn the gold of your band, And thus the heart and my Jewel's key..." He exclaimed, his eyes drawing up at the ceiling before slowly sliding down, stealing a small glance at Tsuyu - Which he had certainly planned, along with his ten-million other woeing strategies - before completely closing, and the man proceeding into a bow, signally he was done.

[19:04] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or opened the infirmary doors quietly, instructing his elemental to stay outside and not cause a ruckus. His first approach was to the desk, looking to the NPC staff present. "Say, fine lass," He began over with a nod of greeting, "Of whom has signed into this here Infirmary as patients? I simply must know, in case a friend or colleague was injured a night before." He spoke, carefully putting out his pipe in hopes of not smoking in a place of healing. Waved off to the back, he continued onwards and into the bed chamber, looking over each bed with crossed arms.
[19:05] Alleo (alecksin.avora): (( fookin too tall for these doorways ))
[19:05] Ella (maiacalhoun): (( its dem heels ))
[19:05] Alleo (alecksin.avora): (( *poses* ))

[19:15] Ella 'Armisael' Moraeu pokes Gerald ))
[19:17] Gerald Baker frowns at Ella "If you're sure... " as she mentions hoodoo, he sighs "I've been told I'm dead, Ella. That's what the mage said... I can't use magic. Even if I know it... I can't even use trinkets." he shrugs "Not that I want to... I mean, I get by more than well enough without them." as he hears a familiar voice from outside the room, he'd turn and look over, saying "Ah, the fairy is here."

[19:20] Ella 'Armisael' Moraeu blinks, removing her hand from shielding her eyes as she hears another voice enter the area and raises her head to look at the extra tall figure whom she had met only once. But how could one forget someone that looked like that! She blinks and turns to Gerald "What? You are not capable of magic? Hmmm... well.. That explains a lot but lightning bounces off you!", she shakes her head and then looks at the tall dude "Fairy? You are the dude whose sister lives under his skirt no?"

[19:21] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or seemed to be relieved, for he let out a huge sigh and threw the back of his palm dramatically against his forehead, his eyes rolling up to the ceiling. "Gerald! You scared me!" He exclaimed, starting over to the side of his bed with the clicking of his heels. "I saw just how dastardly the streets were after the fight last night.. Oh yes, I was a coward, not a fighter at all, had to hide myself away, but I feared the worst for the Tavern and all those staffed in it, and prayed you were not on duty... Ah, but it is somewhat relieving to see you here, for it means you are alive and well.." He clapped, huffing some more for a moment. He had a satchel today, and a ridiculously fancy one at that, stuffed to the brim with items. He turned to the white-haired lass, blinking a couple of times before taking a few steps towards her bed as well. "Oh, yes... My sister, ho ho ho.. Funny girl she is, but that would be me. Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or, pleasure to meet you, my Lady.." He sa
[19:21] Alleo (alecksin.avora): He said with an extravagant bow* ))

[19:27] Gerald Baker chuckles at the very colorful, as always, Arad. "Nice to see you too, fairy man. I do hope that someone is cleaning up the square... the last thing I want to see is that battle field again. I've already seen the aftermath twice... once in my sleep." he sighs "What is the state of the rest of the town?" to Ella he nods "Yeah... I don't know much about the lightning... but I know my shield helped." he pats the charred, misshapen thing fondly.

[19:30] Ella 'Armisael' Moraeu nods at the fancy fairy man and shifts a little, clutching at her bandaged chest "Ella.. I'm called Ella.. Are the streets still unsafe? Do you know how many perished? Are there folks on the water? Have the docks been posted with sentry?", she asks hurriedly not really sure why she was asking such questions but it seemed the right ones to ask. She then turns to Gerald "Aye.. good shield.. maybe I can enchant something for you... let me see"
[19:33] Ella (maiacalhoun): (( ugh brb can you pls post around a round or two? ty! ))

[19:34] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or turned to Gerald, listening with a slightly sad smile as his golden hues watched his seeming light hearted cheer. Reaching into his satchel, he pulled out a small bottle of expensive wine, placing it neatly on his bedside. "Well, it is not nearly as bad as the square, tis' not as bloody and charred anyway.. The smell remains, but it should be cleaned up in the next few days.. And for you, my dear. In hopes that you will be feeling better soon enough.." He turned to Ella, reaching into his satchel some more. "Numbers have not been counted, my dear. I am unfortunately in charge of finances, not records of the dead, but we will have them soon enough. I plan to urge the guards to keep close watch of the waters from now on, that is for certain." He pulled out a second bottle of small wine, having prepared in case more of his friends were found in the Infirmary, but so far there were none, and he had plenty of money and pleasureful items to spare on gifts - His favored past-time. "
[19:34] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or: for more familiar faces here, but there seems to be thankfully little.. However you did help to defend the City, else you would not be here.." He placed the bottle on her bedside as well. "But that brings us all to a very important topic. Gerald, you are of the Wardens, yes? I fear that we will be entering politically strifeful times, and I need you to do your best to push for something.. I will be asking the same of other Wardens I know, but you must be aware, as it will concern you and your order."
[19:34] Alleo (alecksin.avora): I had prepared for more familiar faces* (stoopid thingy) ))

[19:39] Bradock (katarr) steps past the the front room with a clean pile of fresh folded clothes in his hand. Which, would be an irony considering how Bradock himself carried the distinct smell of fish and sea water to him. A stench that would unfortunately, linger onto the clean clothes that he was bringing to the back room for Ella. As he steps inside, his eyes befall the back of the head of the new arrival. Although, it took him all of two seconds to recognize him. "Oh hey, you're the guy who was drunk at the tavern when we first arrived." Walking towards Ella, Brad extends the small pile of folded clothes to set them along the foot of her bed for her to accept. He would then face the direction of the others within the room to observe their conversation.

[19:47] Gerald Baker looks to the bottle of wine set at his bed side, and would smile. Picking up the bottle, he would look it over. Of course, he could not read the label, but he could see from the writing that this was a bottle of very high quality wine. Looking to Arad, he would waggle the bottle at him, saying "With this... I will make a phenomenal cake." stopping, he would listen to what Arad had to say, and would hum "Well, not too much damage, which is good." then, as he was asked about something of political concern, he would frown "I'm a warden recruit, aye... waiting for t' be made a full warden. An' I don't do politics. Even if you win in politics, you lose."

[19:50] Ella 'Armisael' Moraeu shakes her head at first at the bottle being placed but thinks it will be impolite but just nods "Well thank you.. It was only duty... Numbers are far too many to count I fear", she mutters and turns her head to a side but nods at Bradock's entry and tries to sit up "Ah.. you are back.. Thank you!", she looks at the clothes but wrinkles her nose at the stench nevertheless and tries to get up to go get washed and changed.. uh.. somewhere in the infirmary. She halts hearing the rest being spoken as she wanted to hear what it was as well. Despite Gerald's response.

[19:54] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or looked over to the entering man, recognizing him a little bit, but not too much. He /was/ drunk that night, after all. "Mmm'yes, my dear lad! Aradhelon, pleasure to meet you on a sober day, hmm?" He smiled with a tilt of his head. "T'was a fun night that one, and I do fancy my drinks! I left a gift for your friend there.." He motioned to the wine bottle on the side of her bed, similar to the one he had left for Gerald, both unopened. "Perhaps she will be inclined to share?" He chuckled, before his attention returned to Gerald. He smiled with glee at his reply, the cheeks of his mask turning upwards as he clapped away a couple of times. "Oh, wonderful! I am sure everyone will be blessed to experience the cake you will make!" He purred, but his expression slowly fell as things became a bit more serious. "Ah, but you see, Gerald... This is an issue of upcoming possible wars. The Lady of Aberwyth will not take kindly to this event. She will no doubt seek retribution, and may poss
[19:54] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or: in order to do so. I cannot be too sure, I do not seek to see the Island fractured too much in its interests. Politics, though indeedly tricky, are unfortunately the decider of lives when it comes to violence. If we are not careful, plenty others may fall... I hope to know of a possibility of reconciliation between you and the Wolves, that we may be united, even shakily, against the Mer should another attack become possible. While the Wolves are no doubt focused on the forest and all territory issues, the Mer seek the blood of every lander, wolf or not. They do not discriminate, and are thus a greater threat."
[19:54] Alleo (alecksin.avora): possibly align with the wolves* In order to do so* (my POSTS ARE TOO LONG FOR THIS SHIT))

[20:03] Gerald Baker heaves a sigh at Arad "People... just can't leave well enough alone. But nothing can be done until we know both sides of the story. Noone has found the wolves to ask about them, as far as I know. There is no true story here, and no way to fix the rift. As for the mer... it is not all the mer. I refuse to believe it is, because we were both saved by a mer." gesturing to Ella. "If there is a war, I will not attack anyone. I will defend the innocent, and that is all that I will do." noticing Bradock, he would turn and wave to the man, saying "Welcome back."

[20:03] Bradock (katarr) glances towards the wine bottles that the newly introduced man had brought. "Well, someone who brings wine is always on my friends list.. even if it is slightly as a bride." Reaching for the neck of a bottle, he would lift the object to inspect it over before turning his gaze onto Aradhelon. "I'm Bradock Moraeu. It is nice to meet you when you're sober." Bradock would then lower the bottle back onto the table beside Ella. The small grin he had down towards the wine swiftly vanishing as he clears his throat to address Aradhelon. "Nobody in here speaks directly for the Wardens. And, war is prohibited within the Isle of Valesk." Although Bradock still carried a calm demeanor, it was with all the seriousness the topic required. "If The Lady of Aberwyth wishes retribution for what took place within Aberwyth, she should speak to The Harbinger of Warden Keep. If not, she would be inciting a war that would make her retaliation illegal in the eyes of The Wardens. I would hope there's a chance The Wardens could
[20:03] Bradock (katarr): reason with these mer cultists but..." A soft sigh comes from bradock as he leans to one side to spot Gerald. "Oh, by the way, asked about that partial armor of yours, a couple gold."

[20:08] Ella 'Armisael' Moraeu smiles weakly and picks up the bottle and puts it in Daeron's hand, "he can have it all.. I don't partake of anything intoxicating... but I am sure he will enjoy it!", then slings the clothes in her arm and listens to Arad speak and really seems to be in deep thought while she considers what she could add to the situation, as Gerald and Bradock both finish speaking, "The Lady did come to the keep seeking to know of what stance we took. It was I who took her message and I left one for the Harbinger as well. Personally if I may offer my opinion, not as speaking for the Warden or anything, just as someone who will definitely fight to keep the isle away from the isle, alongside those that pledge to do so, I feel that a meet would be the best way to go about things.. if the Lady knows of the heads of these Garou and even the Mer though I am sure I know from what I saw yesterday, to whom they answered to, we can set expectations clear and maybe stop further bloodshed, I abhor those that d
[20:08] Ella 'Armisael' Moraeu: bring in evil beings into the isle... undead... shadelings.. what are we to fight next?", she sighs and looks around for a place to change "I must.. get washed and changed.. excuse me"
[20:09] Ella (maiacalhoun): ****** Bradock. ))

[20:13] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or nodded his head with understanding, all of their points very valid. "It is no doubt that not all mer would be guilty, nor should receive any punishment for the events gathered. It is also well understood by most the nature of the Wardens and their role on the Island as protectors - However, I must be clear, putting faith in the words and codes of this land is ideal, but not done in practice. If such was considered, your old keep might have been spared in respect to these laws." He explained with a low tilt of his head. "War is not always done on a mass scale. There are many ways to fight a battle without armies and swords, ways that are a lot more strange and obscure than you could possibly imagine. I have seen such happen in my life before, and events often repeat themselves in history. Either way, I understand and respect the neutrality of the Wardens and their status. I simply implore the hope of ensuring no more attacks in whatever way possible. We should be united in pro
[20:14] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or: fractured." He offered them all a final glance before his attention turned to the doorway. "I will do my best to gather more information on this attack before any meeting is set. I will send out my Journalists to question whom they can, and ensure you are all made aware of the full details rather than just those that will be shared in the paper."
[20:14] Alleo (alecksin.avora): protecting the island, not fractured* ))

[20:21] Gerald Baker nods to Arad's words, and would sigh "I can try and ask the Harbinger's views on this... and what she wants to do about the attacks and the wolves. But as for anything else... I would be useless in any attempts to try and help with this. If you do share the details, I would appreciate it, knowing what is going on in the realm, however. Anything else, beyond protecting people, however, is beyond me."

[20:21] Bradock (katarr) | Once Ella had risen from her bed, Bradock wastes no time in claiming it for himself while she was away. He lowers himself into it and lifts his legs, tossing them over te bed as he reclines against the headboard. "For what it's worth-" He calls back towards Aradhelon. "I agree with you. I think the situation should be handled in an under the table manner. very hush, hush and on a need to know basis. and target only those we -know- took place in the attack, not against all Mer. That way, Aberwyth gets her retribution, and these Mer cultists can't point a finger at one group or person individually." His shoulders rise and then fall in a shrugging motion. "That's my two copper though. See you around, Aradhelon. Thanks for the wine!"

[20:25] Ella 'Armisael' Moraeu gathers her clothes as Bradock sits, her own views much different than all the three but she shuts up, cuz, pain and all. And she needed to get washed. She would nod at the tall mans departure "Farewell.. Hope we can come to a consensus somehow... ", she shrugs and moves on to change but tosses a callout at Gerald "Anyone bringing clothes for you?"

[20:26] Ella (maiacalhoun): (( ugh I gotta run for a bit! see y'll laters! ty for the rp!! ))

[20:33] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or nodded his head to all those that had contributed to his little discussion. In truth, he had originally came to just deliver the wine, however the discussion seemed to turn into something a bit more serious as his interests were perked over discussed topics, and was efficiently reminded of the serious things in life. Well, at least it was clear he was dedicated to certain things, even if it was for all the wrong reasons. "I appreciate all your input! I will do my best to inform you with all the resources I have, as I am sure you will do your best at your given duties. Thank you again, for defending our City when we most needed it. Though many died, many more would have fallen if it wasn't for you." He bowed his head before leaving as well, his heels clicking as he offered a last smile to Bradock and Ella, and then to Gerald.

[20:42] Gerald Baker looks down to his shirt and frowns... stained with blood, pock marked with holes, torn to shreds by the zombie... "This is the only shirt I have..." Suddenly, he looked rather... sad. As he hears Arad, though, he would look back up and wave to him, saying "Have a good day, Aradhelon. Thank you for coming, and by the way... I like your outfit."

[20:43] Bradock (katarr) returns the bottle of wine to his focus of attention and tugs at the cork of the bottle until it opens itself with a soft pop that rings throughout the area. "Ella won't mind, she doesn't really drink anyways." A hand raises so that he could wave towards Aradhelon in farewell, then lifts the bottle to his lips and tilts it back to sip from it. He then lowers the bottle to glance back to Gerald. "Is it really the only shirt you have? I'm sorry."

[20:45] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or glanced back, his eyes practically aglow as he heard the compliment. If there was one way to win him over, it was with that. He suddenly reached into his pocket, pulling out a silver coin and flicking it over. "Not as charity, do not get me wrong. Rather, this is charity for me, because I want to see you in a better guise than that.." He mentioned, also eying the shirt. It would not do. He didn't care how Gerald took the coin, he needed to go to the Stitchery.. And ASAP.

[20:48] Gerald Baker nods to Bradock "Yes... it has been a good shirt. It went through a dragon, through sparring, through many messes. It was very comfortable, too." as Arad flicks a coin at him, he'd look to it, landing on his cot. Reaching over, he would pick it up, before grinning at Arad "Thank you, my friend. I will get a new shirt with this." he would tuck the coin into his pocket, where he can make sure that it is the coin he uses. So many acts of kindness after such tragedy... he has many people to remember.

[20:49] Taegen V'hoori (alyxz.marenwolf) yawned as she slipped into the infirmary building and nodded to the woman at the desk, "Evenin' Elaine." she greeted her. They would exchange a few words before the NPC woman laid a hand on the girl's shoulder and the avariel smiled sheepishly in return, "Ill be okay. Enjoy the rest of your night." she replied, letting the elderly human by and took her place at the desk, shuffling through paperwork and transaction logs.

[20:51] Bradock (katarr) continues to lounge along Ella's bed. An arm raises so that he could tuck an open hand beneath his head, supporting it against the wooden board behind him. His other hand was wrapped around the neck of the bottle. Occasionally, he raises it to his lips to take a small sip from it as he watches the interaction between Aradhelon and Gerald. Whatever thoughts he may of had to it, are kept to himself; for he remains otherwise silent and quietly drinking from the newly acquired bottle of wine.

[20:53] Aradhelon Malethlhl Mont D'or nodded and gave a small wave and cheery smile, before almost bonking his head on the upper end of the doorway, letting out a small curse in Elvish equivalent to "Bloody hell!" Or something equivalently british, before marching into the main area of the Infirmary. "Oh." He cooed over to the woman nearby. "Hello, my Lady. Hope you are doing fairly well, considering." He was not intending to stay, but would if the short greeting ended up a conversation.