ƜуηηєfαƖѕнσηɗ (
wynn) wrote in
knightsoflegend2013-05-01 10:48 am
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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!)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.
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.

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There was a time I was being prepared to be a priest, myself, before I began practicing... magic.
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[He swirls his drink, and takes a sip]
He would have had me follow in his footsteps... But it wasn't for me.
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[ he reaches up to rub his chin absently ] I had thought the remnants of that Order to be mostly scattered in Faerun these days. Has something occurred to spur them back to the hunt, or is your father merely the keeper of a dying tradition?
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He fell in with a fanatical sort, and their inner circle were Seropaenes, best I can reckon.
We didn't speak much already at that point. I was digging into my grandfather's research that my father tried to secret away... I'm told they didn't get along well, so you can imagine how he felt when I chose that line of study.
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Well, my... family. Distant family, they were magic users of all sorts; witches, wizards, warlocks, sorcerers, truenamers, planeswalkers, you name it, I'm related to one. And they all shared a penchant for archiving, it was sort of a family tradition to observe and record, and maintain passed-down knowledge within the family.
Now, there was some small amount of documentation on pact magic in the lot, but I couldn't decipher most of it. They simply wanted it destroyed, while I wanted to protect it - being the family's heritage and all. That is what made me an enemy of their order.
[Lets see if he can do the one thing he's good at: Bluff check... 24]
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It's a shame really, it wasn't as large as your collection of books here in this library, but the age and contents of some of those old tomes... They're just irreplaceable...
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[Phineas always has his journal for notes and such, but he's actually never considered authoring a book intended for anyone else's eyes...]
Probably worthwhile to at least run through it all in my head again anyway, maybe it will jog some other lost memories.
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[He smiles at his small jab, and raises his glass to the old man.]
[He suddenly seems a bit sullen, though, reminded of that damned note and tattoo... He finishes his drink, and deftly snags another.]
You drink much, sir?
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I... I used to drink to forget... something. [He runs his hand through his hair, and laughs nervously.] Can't remember what it was now... So now... Now, I drink to forget that I can't remember it.
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[He looks down for a bit, brightening up after a moment]
No point dwelling on all that, new subject! Why did you join the knights?
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Are these... "missions" really so dangerous that we've got clerics staffed on the grounds?
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DIED>?!
[Suddenly feeling more than a little guilty about his joking attitude a moment ago]
I... I had no idea. I'm so sorry.
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But not all Knights are so lucky.
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