CLOSED ♔ knighting ceremonies

[wynn]

WHO || Wynn, Dovan, Koraith, Hasmed, Lis'sa, Solace, graduating squires, various members of the Knighthood, invited guests [closed]
WHAT || Full Knighting ceremonies for various squires
WHERE || Knight's Headquarters, the Great Hall
WHEN || December  BACKDATED
HOW || Actionspam

Unlike the grandiose nature of the squiring ceremony each Knight undergoes upon their initial entrance into the Knighthood, the graduation to Full Knight status takes place in a much more intimate affair, between the Knight, their mentor, invited friends, and the members of the sect to which they will be inducted. There's no pompous music, no stolid rank and file, no elaborate march.

The Knight's new section head, Wynn, and their mentor Knight wait up at the front of the room for their approach, but the attitude of the ceremony is much more relaxed, full of smiles and light conversation on all sides. Of course, when Wynn speaks, people still hush. It's just how he rolls.

"Please kneel."


((Given the large amount of promotions occurring, we will not be doing individual posts/parties for each. Instead, please there are top comments on this post for each section's ceremonies, and each section's parties. Feel free to make Drakenet posts or plurks establishing your character's invited guests, and tagging into as much as you would like/handwaving as much as you'd like.   Also please make sure your established promotion is acknowledged here as well. ))

Comments

[withasouvenir]

Relax, Wilder, it's fine. [ she reaches out to brush her fingers against his arm like calm down it was just a question. ]

[buttholy]

I am relaxed.

[withasouvenir]

Okay. [ she draws her hand back. ] What did you do when you got promoted?

[buttholy]

I dunno, nothing crazy.

[withasouvenir]

You left the party early was polished your sword, didn't you?

[buttholy]

Not ... exactly ...

[yes exactly.]

[withasouvenir]

[ her mouth twists up in a small smile. ] That's exactly what you did, don't lie.

[buttholy]

I polished a lot of swords.

[withasouvenir]

[ she presses her lips together to keep from laughing. ]

You polished... a lot of swords.

[ dante. ]

[buttholy]

[it slowly dawns on him ... in waves ...]


Not like that!!

[withasouvenir]

[ she holds her hands up in faux innocence. ]

Hey, I'm not judging.

[buttholy]

I never even — no!

[withasouvenir]

Never?

[ WHAT???! ]

[buttholy]

... No?

[withasouvenir]

[ squint. ]

...wanna go test out my new bow?

[buttholy]

Do you really mean that, or are you being weird?

[withasouvenir]

There's literally no way to make that a euphemism.

[buttholy]

[he makes a shrugging and holding his arms up gesture like I DON'T EVEN KNOW ANYMORE before trodging his way to the training room. also he's gonna stop by the trash can and try to rescue his denim fedora sorry not sorry.]

[withasouvenir]

No, Dante, you should really just leave that there. It's not even fit for charity.

[buttholy]

I like it.

[withasouvenir]

...okay.

[ pick your battles. ]

[buttholy]

[aw yeah. he brushes it off and puts it back on his head like he's so fucking dashing. while they walk to the training room/firing range.]

[withasouvenir]

[ he is not so dashing. it's horrible. but thea let's it slide, striding after him in silence until they get there, wee, and she heads to a locker to pull out her pretty new bow that... looks exactly like her old bow. still red. ]

Looks so much better than splinters.

[buttholy]

That's kind of a low standard, isn't it? ... It's a nice bow, though.

[withasouvenir]

If my standards are low, I can't be disappointed.

[ AND YET. ]