squiring ♔ our duty is to be useful, not according to our desires but according to our powers

[wynn]

♬ Troy - James Horner

WHO || Wynn, Violet Fiore, Dimitri Belikov, Rose Hathaway, Lila Zacharov, Robin Goodfellow, Reynard, Amrita Bharadwaj, current Knights attending the ceremony
WHAT || March Squiring Ceremony
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Great Hall
WHEN || March 1st, 2012, 6:00PM
HOW || Actionspam

The impressively large Great Hall of the castle could easily pass as a royal throne room, with its length and the red carpet leading up to a set of steps. However, there is no throne set at the top of them, and the Hall is wide enough to accommodate hundreds of Knights, in theory. Several hundred Knights stand in ranks on either side of the wide stretch of red, each wearing the traditional set of ceremonial armor in their possession.

The new squires are fitted to their armor after meeting with Wynn, and it's traditional for each to appear for the first time before the Knighthood wearing it. Each new member is assured that only a very small number of the Knights make use of their armor for other circumstances, but it does create an intimidating sense of unity as they stand shoulder to shoulder in rank and file to receive their newest pledges.

The squires are ushered in together,, with a flair of orchestral music that fills the hall with as much pomp as possible. It's a lot like that last scene in A New Hope. Yeah, you thought I was going to get through an entire post being all serious, didn't you.

At the top of the steps, Wynn waits, wearing a sword on his belt that canny eyes† might recognize as familiar.

It's one hell of a long walk past all those staring, curious eyes. Luckily, it's a long musical number.

For additional dice rolling fun (optional):

† Roll or randomize a d20. Those who roll a 15 or above can spot the sword for being the exact same sword that was suspended in the statue above the Round Table, when they met with Wynn in the Prologue.
† Roll a d20 dexterity check. If your character rolls a 2 or 3, at some point during their walk they're bound to stumble. A critical fail will lead to an epic faceplant ... or worse.

Comments

[graveflowers]

[Oh that girl pulling a Jennifer Lawrence? That'd be Violet. (Dex 5!) But she catches herself and scrambles back to her feet like it ain't no thang. If ya'll want to give her a standing ovation, too, she won't mind. Epic hair flip, some armor adjustment and she's good.]

Well someone had to do it.

[bittersweeter]

[Lila's rocking her cat-like grace (Dex 17) so she saunters down the red carpet like it's a red carpet and (with her nat 20 spot check) she's eyeing that sword because, because how. No, really, how is that physically possible? Overcompensation comes to mind again. Unfortunately, her stupid armor is slightly too high so it keeps brushing against her scar, blackish pink and still tender from the re-slicing and packing of ash she'd done before her adventure down the rabbit hole, so she's too distracted to point it out.

She already feels exceedingly out of place in this armor and, seemingly, the only person wearing gloves. It's unnerving, seeing so many bare hands. She doesn't like it, it feels indecent. Cover up, people. Whatever, she's a Zacharov, she takes that walk like a boss, head held high, nerves safely tucked away.]

[sirstickuphisass]

[ with her nat 20 spot check, it's easy for her to pick out the pair of blue eyes watching her with judgmental scrutiny the whole time. there's no acknowledgment when she catches his eye. he just purses his lips bitchily.

that all only gets exponentially worse when she gives her revised version of the pledge later... ]

[bittersweeter]

[Bitchface (the expression, not the actual face) reminds her of Cassel. Feels like home. Absurdly, that gets an actual smile out of her. The more you know.]

[shootfirst]

[ there's a grinning blonde positioned a few rows back, but it wouldn't take a good spot check to notice her... not when she throws a fist pump in the air when violet gets back up and lets out a loud 'WOO' ]

[graveflowers]

[Solidarity. Violet copies that fist pump, big stupid grin on her face. At least someone appreciates her obvious charms.]