knightsoflegend | after-party ♔ may

♬ Jeux d'eau - Ravel

WHO || Wynn, any and all Knights not currently on missions (brazil & nevada groups will be returned! if you are uncertain if your character would be at the castle for this, ask!)
WHAT || Squiring Ceremony Afterparty
WHERE || Knights Headquarters, the Ballroom
WHEN || May 1st, 2013, 6:00PM
HOW || Prose OR Actionspam

The "afterparty" is rumored to be the real main event of the night. A black-tie affair in the lavish, opulent ballroom, it is every new Knight's chance to mingle and meet some of their new brothers in arms. Of course, a couple hours are provided following the ceremony for everyone to change, do hair and makeup, and choose from the vast array of formal attire in the closets of the balcony "dressing rooms" located at the top of spiraled staircases on either side of the ballroom. A separate dressing room exists for men and women, and they include full bathrooms (with, thankfully, very modern plumbing).

The squires are usually among the last to arrive, and the ballroom is full to the brim with a fancy array of people, of all shapes, sizes and species.

Hope you aren't shy. They're all here to meet you.

Feel free to make your own open threads for people to come congratulate your newly pledged knight.

ooc; also if your Knight wants to get all gussied up, you can make a Disguise (Cha) check for how good they were at hair/makeup/stylin', etc! This goes for... any time.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Wis 11 means she does not comprehend his intentions even a little.] Huh? Don't bother, I'd get really bored waiting for you. [In demonstration she zips off and grabs... a sandwich. Being this fast all the time requires fuel! Way better than alcohol. She reappears after barely half a second, so mostly she just sort of flickers and blurs before holding her sandwich up triumphantly.] See? Do you want one too?

[Phineas blinks, and nearly misses her. He does a bit of a double-take... not quite sure what to make of this one. ]

Hah! I'm quite alright with just this drink, thanks. [He is actually starving, but he simply can't ask a woman to fetch him a sandwich... much too improper.]

So, tell me, how is it a radiant creature such as yourself knows Thoster? [He takes a drink, leaning back a bit.]

[She polishes off the sandwich pretty quickly too.] We've done a few missions together! And... stuff. [She flushes a little. Her relationship with Thoster isn't very established, for all that they've known each other so long now.]

[Sensing a story behind her first comment thus far that had any sort of a pause in it, not to mention her face flushing, he decided to pry a bit deeper. He takes a step back, feigning bewilderment (Bluff 18)]

And... Stuff?! You mean THE Thoster has been on several missions with you? Known you for what then... Months? Don't tell me - years? And it's 'just business.'

[He leans in, half-whispering]
You mean to say... you two aren't... betrothed? Or courting, or whatever the term is here?

[Rocking back, and speaking in a voice like a concerned, disappointed parent]
I have to say, I'm a bit disappointed in him... I mean [He looks her over again] let's face it, you're way out of his league - but he should have at least tried to woo you... I'll have to talk some sense into him when next I see him - A woman as gorgeous as you should never have to be alone at a party...

[Sense motive 9, she's got no clue. But she's also waving her hands so fast they blur and looking a little distressed. She only picked up on some of that (concentration 9) because sometimes she gets very easily distracted and THAT DEFINITELY DISTRACTED HER.]

Woah, woah, woah! No betrothing! That's way fast even for me. Do you have like any idea how many centuries I could live? I'm not getting betrothed until I'm like fifty! Maybe not even then! And... did you call me gorgeous?

[Whoops, re-distracted, and blushing a little.]

[He's going to keep this going, but he's not entirely sure if he's just out to cause trouble now, or if he's genuinely getting a little interested in this one... Perhaps more than a little of both.]

Gorgeous? Well, sure... Back in the Dalelands, a girl like you would have been the Belle of any harvest ball we'd have had. Not a prettier soul for hundreds of miles, if that. [Going to bypass what would otherwise be abject failure in rolling a Cha check, and just use my Silver Tongue skill to bluff though this one with a Bluff total of 18]

And, by that same token, you'd have a host of suitors trailing you... Though, I suppose that's more of a local custom, based on your reaction...

[He's still digesting that little bit about 'living for centuries'... Would that make her still a child by her people's standards? Moral dilemma...]

So Thoster's never mentioned anything of the sort?
[Maybe he's just not interested... "I mean come on Phineas," (Says Head-Phineas) "He should have said something by now... You two talked about women for a good while, and he didn't even mention this little cherub." ... Phineas concluded that the voice in his head had a solid point.]

Marriage? No. He's just... we're not... that way. [She looks pretty uncomfortable with the topic, her eyes darting around for an escape. She brightens. Subject change! That should help, right?] What's the Dalelands?

[Phineas smiles at her discomfort, and decides it's best to stop bothering her. Whatever's going on between Thoster and her seems to be somewhat serious, despite their apparent lack of commitment.]

Oh, the dales... they're a loose collective of city-states that all have their own laws and customs. They're so small and close-knit they're just collectively referred to as 'the dales,' though they aren't necessarily allied - there's been several wars...

[He gets a bit white in the face, and takes a drink]

I spent most of my life in Featherdale, though my family's ancient holdings were in Sessrendale. It was a wasteland before I went there, ravaged by war with the land salted and useless - but our vault was luckily untouched. That was where I spent my days training to be a mage.

[He takes another drink, visibly shaken a bit by the recollection. Also Bluff DC18: He's reciting most of this from stories he's read - not from his actual memory. Close-ish though. If you catch him he'll probably come clean.]

What about yourself? Any memories of your old home left?

Oh, sure. Lots of sun, warm beaches, and a Starbucks on every corner. [She giggles.] I'm from California. It's in this world. [A beat.] Well, actually I guess I was born here in London. My parents were knights. My grandma too.

Well, that sounds a bit less depressing than my own tale... Depending on what a 'Star... Bucks' is.

You'll have to show me on a map where this 'California' is sometime. Must be nice to have all of this part of your heritage, I'd imagine it would make all of this seem like second nature to you, eh?

Yeah! It made things way easy. Didn't even have to be recruited, just went over to Wynn and was like, 'Hey, family job time, right?' No problem.

That does sound like the preferable way to do it... Much more appealing than the desert and the flying and all.

Though my initiation wasn't all that bad, seeing as I got to meet that dame Trinall...
[He sort of drifts off a bit]

Ah, but I shouldn't hold you up anymore, you seemed like you were in a rush... [He then realizes he never actually introduced himself, and extends his hand] It was wonderful meeting you, I'm Phineas Dantalion. If you see Thoster, tell him he needs to meet me for drinks sometime soon.

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