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Posted by: Loranna Sep 21 2004, 08:40 PM

Hello everyone, and welcome to the Hearthfire Ball, an RP idea I cooked up with the help of several of our fellow Lore Forumites.

Before we go into the actual RP, I just want to say a few quick things.

First, I will be running this event with the help of Love From Above, Allerleirauh, and Nelacar, with some input from Tedders. Also, Attrebus, Teeger, and Umrahel have offered to help out by keeping an eye on things. Please tip all these wonderful people generously on your way out for their help, ideas, and support

Second, this is primarily a social RP, meaning that most of the action will be focused on people talking and interacting. There's some action and derring-do to be had during the ball, don't worry, but do keep in mind that you're at a social event being held by a nobleman. Don't think you're in a cave of bandits

Third, should you wish to try any sort of action that may affect another player, such as casting a small spell on them or picking their pockets or the like, please contact the person in question beforehand via PM to say what you have in mind, or else simply post your action as an attempted action, as in "I try to lift the key from his pocket without being noticed" or "I mutter an incantation that will hopefully make my rival fumblefooted". If someone is trying to force you into an action you may not want to do, or you feel someone is not being fair in letting you get something off, please contact me or one of the other helpers via PM and we'll see to the situation as quick as we can.

Lastly, this RP is meant to be lighthearted in tone, so feel free to be silly and fun - so long as you don't get out of hand. Serious discussion is all right, but remember - we're here to have a ball !

Right then; on with the show ...

Loranna

Posted by: Loranna Sep 21 2004, 08:43 PM

Repeating this from the set up thread; this description is meant more for just giving you a sense of what's where; we'll get more lavish in the actual RP

The Manor ...

The Manor is broken up into several distinct areas: The Dance Hall, the Side Rooms, the Dinner Hall, the Kitchens/Servant's Rooms, the Upstairs, and the Outside Grounds

Dance Hall

Set downstairs, the main hall of the manor has been converted into a dance hall. Tables and chairs for sitting down for a spell ring the dance floor, and refreshemnts such as water and finger foods can be found here for those needing a small bite to keep their energy up. Off in the far corner, muscians are set up, ready to play whatever air is called for. Servants discretely circle around the outside to make sure the pitchers of water and trays of finger food remain replenished, and the occasional guard can be seen smiling with tight-lipped politeness in strategic spots.

There is always someone looking for a dance partner, be it a PC or an NPC. Conversation is possible here, but the ambient noise will make it difficult to hear what's being said unless you're right next to a person.

Refreshments will include crab meat finger sandwiches, hackle ho leaf, and cheese, as well as other delacicies; for drinks, we'll have water (WIMP!!!), punch, brandy (for Darius ), filn, cromberry wine, and Rotmeth (or Jagga, whichever tastes better)

Side Rooms

Set downstairs, these rooms branch off from the main hall wher ethe dancing takes place, and are all connected via doors. Sitting couches and tables abound, and several of these rooms have a small shelf of books for people's enjoyment. Equipment for a friendly game of cards or the Tamriel version of chess can be found in these rooms as well, and the atmosphere is especially conducive to quiet conversation.

These rooms are the best place to come for a quiet talk with someone, or to hold a lenghty discussion concerning lore or other matters.

Dinner Hall

Set downstairs, this large room also branches off from the main hall, and is currently set to sit many, many guests. Servants will be running to and fro to serve everyone when the time is right, and a signifigant space is left clear in the far corner, to be used as a 'stage' are for entertainment.

At the start of the RP, this area will be roped off and not in use; people can go in this area before dinner to get some quiet but are discouraged from doing so.

Kitchens/Servant's Rooms

Set downstairs, these rooms are usually closed to the guests, and are for the servants to get things organized and prepared. The kitchens can be found in this area, as can the wine room and the green room. Guests found in this area will be asked to leave promptly, and if need be a guard will be asked to come show them the way back to the dance floor

Upstairs

Lord Darius's personal chambers, study, and trophy room can be found up here. The only people upstaris during the ball are servants, guards, and occasionally Darius himself; any guests found up here will get a homing Fist of Harg set upon them to pursuade them to visit the Guard's Rooms, and then to either go back down to the dance floor or else feel the power of the Nordic Buffet

Grounds

Outside the manor, obviously The manor is located next to a river, and has a lovely little bridge one can stand on to admire the stars. Smaller buildings can be found on the grounds as well, such as the gardener's hut, the stables, and the porties, and the gorunds are immaculately kept.

There is an area outside with chairs and tables suitable for sitting and resting, and those who look will find that Darius has a fondness for playing horseshoes.

Loranna

Posted by: El_Ahrairah Sep 21 2004, 08:52 PM

Welcome everybody! I might break the ice a little by offering everyone a snack before our host appears.

The carrots are...Scrumptious! Delectable! I have never seen as many cooked carrots...but that's a different story.

Posted by: Loranna Sep 21 2004, 08:54 PM

Lord Darius fiddled nervously with the sleeve of his exquisite shirt, asking his winsome maid Elaine "Are you sure everything is quite in place? I mean, the cook never came back, and Melanus only ended up bringing back some silly wooden bowl instead of a replacement chef ..."

"Everything is fine, my Lord," Elaine soothered her twitching master. "We had some of the maids and manservants take over the cooking duties, and Melanus said the bowl is a gift from the Mage Guild, so it is probably some sort of device for summoning more punch. Everything's ready."

"Right ... you know, I still can't shake the feeling that people I didn't invite were on the guest list ..." Darius protested.

Elaine handed Darius a small shot of brandy. "Here my Lord; just remember though, not too much after this, or else you'll be clumsy on the dance floor."

"I am never clumsy on the dance floor, brandy or no," Darius retorted, downing his drink in a swift gulp ...

"Right; I'm ready," the raven-haired Imperial said, conviction ringing from his deep, cultured voice. Still, he patted down an imaginary cow lick in his short hair as he turned to exit his private chambers and go down to greet the guests.

"Right foot forward, and ..." Lord Darius Practus, clad in a gold and silver-colored ensemble with tasteful gold rings and a ruby amulet for a dash of contrast, made his way down to the main hall, already speaking words of greeting to whomever may be around ...

EDIT: Darius looked at the Khaijiit's offering of a carrot with a bemused eye, saying "Hello there; thank you for coming to our little event ...

Posted by: Telemachus Sep 21 2004, 09:02 PM

Nira Orethi swept down the near empty hallway, a radiant image of uncomfortable style. Glancing about, she realized most guests would be fashionably late. Oh well. At least she would have the opportunity to study each guest individually.

Looking up, Nira noticed her host, Lord Darius Practus. "Darius!" she called. "You look splendid!"

In truth, he looked a bit nervous. Nira continued to explore the sprawling estate.

Posted by: limit815 Sep 21 2004, 09:11 PM

All ooc:

I would just briefly like to congratulate Loranna on getting this up!

Now if you all dont mind i will hover for a bit to figure out where i want to be.

I will try to make that my last ooc post.

Limit enters the hall, and heads for a corner.

EDIT: I have an organization question, who do i ask?

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 21 2004, 09:16 PM

Allerleirauh courtesyed deeply to her host, Lord Darius. She had brought him a gift, a rare book from Vvardenfell. And she had spoken with Elaine about filling a dressing room for the ladies with the coda flowers she had had sent, freshly picked, from Morrowind. Her hair was decorated with a wreath of them; their exotic scent and faint shimmering glow was, she thought, an appropriate touch of her adopted homeland.

Nira, you look well. Lord Darius, thank you for inviting me! It's been too long since I attended a dance.

Posted by: B Sep 21 2004, 09:19 PM

With a click, the handle latch rises, and the door opens slowly. To the people of the Hall, the door seems to be moving on its own. In actuality, someone had willed it to open, and it had obeyed.

A robed figure, some twenty feet away, gradually makes his way toward the open entrance. The mysterious stranger enters the doorway, passes through the threshold, and continues to walk toward the center of the Hall. After a nonchalant wave of his gloved hand, the door swings shut and latches securely once again.

Now in better light, this High Elf is clearly visible to anyone who took notice of his peculiar entrance. His youth and grace are obvious traits, but at the moment, his hair is disheveled from his travels, so the mer tries to right the mess by sweeping the strands from his face.

He is clad in simple raiment, and a long, dark grey cloak is worn over top. It, too, is simple, but the elf looks elegant nevertheless. Unfortunately, the unfastened cloak betrays the fact that he carries no weapons.

He pauses and begins to survey the room. The mer clenches his fists at his sides, and a faint glow engulfs the closed hands. When he has finished his scan and is sure that there was no immediate danger, he relaxes his grip, and the aura subsides. He smiles quickly and proceeds ahead.

"I am called B," he announces as he bows slightly to the host of the party.

The mysterious Altmer turns and stands against the wall.

Posted by: limit815 Sep 21 2004, 09:25 PM

[Limit realizes how rude he has been in not adressing Lord Darius. Not haveing the best sense of manners, he simpley shouts a mumbled "er sir hello I'm ...here". Limit has forgotten how he knows Lord Darius, and so he is feeling very self-consious and embarrassed, even more so that he seems to have ruined his "act" already. He shrinks back into the shadows in the corner of the entrance-hall.]

Posted by: Loranna Sep 21 2004, 09:28 PM

Other people began arriving, though not in large numbers as of yet. Darius floated from person to person, offering each a quick greeting.

"Ah, my dear ... Nira; it's been much too long," Darius said, giving a polished grin that flashed his perfect, white teeth.

"My Lady Allerleirauh, thank you for this thoughtful gift; I'll have Elaine spread the word about the coda flowers," he told the silver-haired beauty with a curteous bow, before moving toward the gentleman Limit and saying "Good evening sir; a pleasure to be in such good company. I hope you find the night to your satisfaction."

Swooping over to the Altmer, Darius said "Yes, quite safe; good to see that people are still careful in these uncertain times however. Lord Darius, at your service; thank you for coming, good B."

As Darius mingled, a gigantic Nord in steel armor could be seen in the shadows, watching quietly ...

Posted by: El_Ahrairah Sep 21 2004, 09:29 PM

From what I have heard, B, you have a flair for dramatics.

Anyhoo, why don't you come over here with everybody else and have a carrot? The warmth of company can do much to soothe the pains of the road.

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 21 2004, 09:31 PM

The doors swing open and a youthful Breton steps inside. Casting a polite smile towards all those present, he speaks:

"I must give my fullest thanks to Lord Darius for organizing such a grand event, may all go well."

He quietly slips into a sideroom and glances through a stack of books.

Posted by: Telemachus Sep 21 2004, 09:34 PM

Never one to miss an opportunity, Nira slipped away from the carrot table. She had nothing against vegetables, but one can certainly go too far.

The Dunmer was a bit miffed at Darius, as it seemed he had hardly remembered her name. He did seem preoccupied, but still... She wandered about the hall, not knowing exactly what to do with herself. Casting a glance toward the shadowed perimeter of the room, she noticed a hulking Nord. Curious, Nira Orethi watched him out of the corner of her eye.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 21 2004, 09:36 PM

Allerleirauh smiled, and crossed the room. "B, it's good to see a familiar face. Have you come far?"

Posted by: Ash_Sage825 Sep 21 2004, 09:37 PM

The large doors open a dark figure appears in the dance hall a long black robe draps his body, devoid of any detail except for a golden eagle on the back grasping the crest of Julianos. Through the cloak a timid glow outlines a silver scimitar strapped to his belt it bears the strings of peace that Lord Darius has demanded on weapons. The Dunmer male lowers his hood and stands in marvel of the dance hall. He whispers to himself.

"My word I haven't seen anything like since my days in Wayrest."

The mer walks across the hall to his host, bows to him, and introduces himself.

"Lord Darius it is an honor, I am Gares Mavendas former Battlemage of the Court of Wayrest. I am greatful for your invitation to your ball, I trust it will be an interesting evening."

Mavendas then bows crosses to the refreshments table, grabs a bottle of flin and a glass and proceeds to leen against the west wall slowly sipping at the glass and examining the current occupents of the dance hall.

Posted by: B Sep 21 2004, 09:38 PM

B turns toward the Khajiit storyteller and smiles. "A flare for the dramatics, you say? I'll take that as a compliment. If it’s all the same to you, I think I’ll stay here and observe for a while."

He watches as people make their way around the room.

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 21 2004, 09:40 PM

Arynel begins reading http://www.til.gamingsource.co.uk/mwbooks/oldways.shtml in a side room, keeping an ear out for the people around him.

Posted by: BbaxterD Sep 21 2004, 09:44 PM

Baxter strides in, confident despite his slightly shabby outfit.
"Good day, or evening I should say, my dear Darius, the ball looks truly splendid, I apologize for my slightly late arrival, I was delayed by a matter of small consequence."
Glancing across the room, Baxter, speaking in a rather loud voice says
"Ah, hello Limit, B, El Ahrairah, Nira, and Allerleirauh, I know you all because it is my business to know people, yet perhaps you do not know me, I am Baxter, Operative of the Blades, and lord of the dance!"
Baxter does a short jig, then proceeds to examine the food, then the alcohol, grabbing a fine silverware cup filled with flin.
"Cheers!"

Posted by: Chiaroscuro Sep 21 2004, 09:44 PM

Chiaro makes an entrance in a lush emerald silk gown, hair coiffed to within an inch of its life. Striding confidently up to Lord Darius she drops into an immaculate curtsey, showing a well-formed ankle. Taking his arm briefly, she allows him to escort her toward the refreshments.

"Oh, it's so delightful that you've put on this wonderful ball, m'Lord. I do so enjoy the chance to socialise after a day spent cleaning out the horrid dens of smugglers that abound along the coast."

Posted by: B Sep 21 2004, 09:45 PM

No sooner had B finished conversing with the Storytelller, when a striking figure moves toward him. He has seen her before.

B bows deeply and smiles. "It's a delight to see you again, Allerleirauh. I have come from Morrowind and now I'm staying at the Imperial Library."

B's eyes leave Allerleirauh for a second and then return. "Enough about me. I hope you are well."

Posted by: BbaxterD Sep 21 2004, 09:47 PM

"I did not see you there Arynel, good day . . . ah, and Gares it is a pleasure to put a face with the name, greetings"
Baxter takes a rather large swig of Flin, then refills his glass.

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 21 2004, 09:49 PM

Arynel returns the book to the shelf he took it from, stands up, and walks into the dance hall and begins scanning the refreshments.

Posted by: Loranna Sep 21 2004, 09:51 PM

The hulking Nord frowns slightly at Baxter's lord of the dance commnet, though a bald Redguard in steel armor comes up and hits him on the shoulder with an overhand bop, muttering "No glowering, remember?"

The Nord mumbles "The Fist of Harg ..."

"... does not glower; right," the Redguard finishes with a dazzling grin. "Let's get you some punch, big guy ..."

Darius tries gamely to greet everyone, and smiles politely to Chiaro as she takes his arm. "Yes, I can imagine. Dreadful business, smuggling; you know how much revenue the Empire loses each year just to smuggling alone?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 21 2004, 09:52 PM

Allerleirauh returned the bow with a courtesy, smiling internally. It all comes back, doesn't it? Like riding a horse, or hefting a sword. The manners learned in her youth were encoded somewhere in her bones.

"I've been very well. And I've come from... farther than that. Life seemed too quiet after the Trial. I had to go adventuring or go mad."

Posted by: Chiaroscuro Sep 21 2004, 09:54 PM

"I do my part to insure that my taxes will not rise any time soon, m'Lord." she says brightly. "Now off you go to greet the rest of your guests."

Chiaro then takes a turn about the room, greeting friends old and new, before going on a serious quest to find a dance partner.

Posted by: BbaxterD Sep 21 2004, 09:55 PM

Noticing the grim look on the bodyguards face, Baxter quitely moves into a sideroom, flin in hand, muttering "heh, perhaps I should retreat for a bit."

Posted by: El_Ahrairah Sep 21 2004, 09:56 PM

Hmm, I believe it is time to commence this dancing. Perhaps if you will join me in a dance Chiaroscuro? I would be honored greatly. A medium waltz first, I think, will do nicely.

Posted by: swrdphantom Sep 21 2004, 09:56 PM

Here I am at last, and I see that a crowd has already gathered. I must greet Darius properly, but I see that he is otherwise occupied at this time.
I shall simply wait until he is more available. I don't wish to be rude to such a gracious host.
I'll just sample the food and enjoy the music for now, I don't wish to rush this evening.

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 21 2004, 09:56 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Sep 21 2004, 10:02 PM)

"I've been very well. And I've come from... farther than that. Life seemed too quiet after the Trial. I had to go adventuring or go mad."

"The trial." Arynel whispered, "I heard about that, what with Vehk and Azura, a pity I wasn't there to see it."

He picks up a bright red apple and takes a big, juicy bite.

Posted by: One87xe Sep 21 2004, 09:57 PM

*finally arrives late...Ryx and Yrx remain at that entrance and give a couple strange looks Attrebus' way*

..."I actually made it...and such an affair it is"...

*moves quickly towards bar to pour Cyrodiilic Brandy in a rather large Dwemer mug*

Posted by: Chex Sep 21 2004, 09:58 PM

Deftly wrapping a thin wire cord around her small dagger and its sheath, the nord woman glanced upwards. The residence of the lord, Practus, simply glowed with a welcoming atmosphere, and if anything could make the home seem more inviting, it was the wandering scents of the magnificent meal being prepared in the kitchen.

Careful thought had been given to her gift to the Imperial, and she was sure it would please him. The bottle of Ancient Dagoth Brandy had been collecting dust in her study since its discovery, and would be better suited for display in a great manor than among a pile of scrolls.

With a quick intake of breath, she smiled and began walking to the entrance, more than ready for a night of festivities.

Posted by: B Sep 21 2004, 10:00 PM

B listens attentively as Allerleirauh’s voice fills his ears. Her words conjure images of his own travels.

"I’d love to hear more about your adventures sometime, but I’m a little tired. Now, if you’ll please excuse me, I’m going to rest in one of the side rooms for a bit. I will return shortly. It’s good seeing you again, Lady Allerleirauh. Do take care or yourself."

And with that, B makes his way to a side room to rest.

Posted by: limit815 Sep 21 2004, 10:01 PM

[Limit broods in the corner. What was happening? "Limit" suffered from personality disorders boardering on insanity, but he was blessed with the gift of hyper-acting, and had, for nearly 10 years, maintained an outward "shell" of a silent, nearly unearthly preasance, it seemed that he was finally breaking down, he thought to himeself: "I just have to keep under control for this, just a little longer, after that i can go somewhere remote to rebuild myself, just a little longer."]

ooc
I have chosen to present you with some of my characters thoughts in order to explain some behavior quarks i may manifest through out the event, this will not interfere with Lorannas plans (whtever they may be) or any of yours. Its just me haveing a little fun.

NOTE: limit should-for the most part-remain a functioning character, feel free to interact with him as you would with other characters-now im feeling tired so i think i shall leave limit here (in the corner) for the night. ( i need to be up at 4:00 am)

As always, sorry about my spelling.

Posted by: Attrebus Sep 21 2004, 10:01 PM

*Attrebus stands by the large double doors, greeting everyone that arrives, while keeping an eye on the festivities.*

Posted by: Loranna Sep 21 2004, 10:02 PM

As often happened, faces became a whirlwind of color and expresisons to Darius, as he danced his own intricate dance to greet everyone he could, trying desperately not to snub anyone. He could see that at least one or two people were already sulking and hid his dismay; sulking before the first dance even got underway was never a good sign ...

For the umpenteth time, Darius wished he had married; having a hostess to help him greet people would be much, much easier on his poor feet and head ...

A Breton clad in the livery of Darius's servants quietly tells the muscians to start up a dance number, and Darius, hearing the music, says "Ah! Time to show off your steps, ladies and gentlemen!"

He looked around to see who wished the first dance with him.

Posted by: Telemachus Sep 21 2004, 10:02 PM

Standing near a side room, Nira Orethi couldn't help but notice a Breton apparently talking to himself. If memory served, his name was Arynel. He had whispered something about a trial involving Vivec and Almalexia. Walking up to the man, she introduced herself: "Good evening, serjo. We haven't met, my name is Orethi Nira, of Vvardenfel. I overheard you mention a trial, would you mind telling me of it?"

Posted by: Ash_Sage825 Sep 21 2004, 10:02 PM

Mavendas returns Baxters greeting with a small wave and drains the last of his bottle of flin.

"Good to see all of you, B, Lady Allerleirauh."

Seeing that El Ahrairah and Chiaro are currently busy he decides to greet them later. He then leaves his place at the wall and joins Arynel at the refreshment table.

Posted by: Chiaroscuro Sep 21 2004, 10:04 PM

Taking the arm of the gallant El_Ahrairah, Chiaro allows herself to be led to the dance floor.

"So, how have you been keeping yourself, my dear? Did you ever find that buried dwemer ruin you were telling me about months ago?"

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 21 2004, 10:04 PM

*an orange claw with a feathery green arm pops up from below the table cloth of the refreshment table and takes two crab sanniches and dissapears*

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 21 2004, 10:06 PM

Turning to face Nira, Arynel speaks:

"Well, I wasn't there myself, but from what I know the demigod Vehk was tried for his crimes, and there was a rather interesting turnout. For more information I suggest you seek out Allerleirauh or B, I believe they were both present."

Posted by: BbaxterD Sep 21 2004, 10:06 PM

"Two Daedra, an Imperial, a Nord, and a Redguard" mutters Baxter, slowly emmerging from the side room, "perhaps I should go easy on the flin."
"Yikes! An arm out of the table, I should really go easier on this flin!"

Posted by: Xanathar Sep 21 2004, 10:06 PM

A robed Altmer enters the big room. He looks around and spots the host. He approaches Lord Darius Practus, shakes his hand, and says “I am honored to be invited to come in this Hearthfire Ball. I hope everything will go as good as it’s planned.”

He sees a beautiful Nord lady that he knows well when he was in the pursuit of collecting the last of Sotha Sil’s words and the Trial of Vivec. “Lady Allerleirauh, I haven’t seen you for a long time. Welcome to Imperial City, I hope all the services here please you.”

He nods to others and introduces himself, “Greetings all, I am Xan the librarian of the Imperial Library here in Cyrodiil, I am very happy and honored to join all of you in this grand meeting.” He bows.

He spots B standing near one on the pillars and Attrebus by the door, “Hey you two, glad to see you all here.” And then the librarian joins them.

Posted by: One87xe Sep 21 2004, 10:07 PM

*had noticed claw hand...remains quiet as to not incite panic*

"Did that really just happen?" *proceeds to sip brandy*

*overhears Baxters "Daedra" comment while raising right eyebrow still in shock from the "Arm"*

Posted by: Ash_Sage825 Sep 21 2004, 10:07 PM

QUOTE(Archeopterix @ Sep 21 2004, 10:14 PM)

*an orange claw with a feathery green arm pops up from below the table cloth of the refreshment table and takes two crab sanniches and dissapears*

Mavendas raises an eyebrow after seeing this event and mumbles to himself

"Well it seems Archie is here."

Posted by: Telemachus Sep 21 2004, 10:10 PM

Nira thanked the Breton and wandered off. She spied the Imperial Librarian and gasped. Nira was a rather bookish mer, and Xanathar was somewhat of a hero to her. Not that she'd ever admit it, of course. There were too many guests standing about, she decided. Striding up to Lord Darius, she boldly asked for his hand in the next dance.

Posted by: El_Ahrairah Sep 21 2004, 10:10 PM

El_Ahrairah leads Chiaro around and around to the gaudy waltz.

Well, I found no treasure in the ruin. There was a note, and peace on nirn was all it said.

*chuckles light-heartedly*

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 21 2004, 10:12 PM

Mavendas, Xanathar! So many people!

I'm afraid I will have to be much drunker than I am at present to talk about the Trial. Perhaps later in the night. Now is the time for dancing...

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 21 2004, 10:13 PM

QUOTE(El_Ahrairah @ Sep 21 2004, 10:20 PM)

El_Ahrairah leads Chiaro around and around to the gaudy waltz.

Well, I found no treasure in the ruin. There was a note, and peace on nirn was all it said.

*chuckles light-heartedly*

Arynel chuckles after hearing El_Ahrairah's jest.

"Let us hope our ball will be peaceful."

Posted by: Loranna Sep 21 2004, 10:14 PM

Melanus, the reserved and mousy-faced manservant, raises his eyebrows at the green arm that snatches a finger sandwich ...

" ... Sigh; I'll have to get the pest handler over here ..." he mutters, quietly taking up the wooden bowl he had been given. "Time to ensure the punch doesn't run out."

He sets the bowl on one of the tables, near a punch bow, and is about to start transfering the liquid from one to the other when ...

A jumble of fruit, thick with nectar and juice

They form a loose throne ‘round the crowned king goose

Reigning above other gamebirds of plump breast and thighs

His queen, a roastling so fresh, the pig’s face looks surprised

With thick creamy rich soups and consommé clear

The wines are sublimely divine, and frothy cold beer

The finest jagga and flinn, of breathless aromas and hues

Throughout the Empire, there’s nothing better to choose

Every succulent morsel of plant, of fish, fowl, and beast

Laid out for you in the most glorious, decadent feast

Melanus fairly falls backward, mutteinrg "My word; the mages didn't say it went that far ..."

The new refreshments beckon hungry and thirst people invitingly ...

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 21 2004, 10:15 PM

Arynel's eyes grow wide as he scans the display of food and drink.

Posted by: Xanathar Sep 21 2004, 10:18 PM

*chuckles, smiles and then mutters himself*

"Archie... archie... "

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 21 2004, 10:19 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Sep 21 2004, 08:24 PM)

The wines are sublimely divine, and frothy cold beer

Beer? Did someone say beeeeeer? *a pair of pink eyes peek out below the tablecloth*

Posted by: One87xe Sep 21 2004, 10:19 PM

*walks toward the table with the food...still concerned about the earlier occurence*

* cautiously rolls up some Crab meat in a Heck-lo leaf garnished with a half stock of Saltrice...proceeds back towards the entrance excusing his way through the crowd*

"Excuse me, pardon me, 'cuse me,"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 21 2004, 10:20 PM

I know that voice...

Allerleirauh doesn't speak, not wishing to incite panic, but looks sober for a moment. Who can say? Perhaps the food is perfectly safe. Nothing is ever... obvious.

Posted by: Chex Sep 21 2004, 10:21 PM

"Hmmm. Mingle or a drink...or food?"
The woman had arrived in the hall, casting several glances arround at its occupants.
She knew none of them, and her host seemed to be enjoying himself upon the dance floor.
The brandy grew heavy in her grasp, and she suddenly longed for a decent drink. Carefully picking her way to the rock called Harg, the woman decided to leave her present with the large man and his colleage, reasoning the gift would be safe there.

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 21 2004, 10:21 PM

Standing in the corner munching on a piece of crab meat Arynel gazes intently at the band, until finally realizing that their musical skills far surpasses his own.

Posted by: BbaxterD Sep 21 2004, 10:25 PM

Baxter eyes the food suspicously, realizing the folly of drinking his flin without checking it. Grabbing several meats and cheeses, Baxter pulls a small potion bottle out of his pocket, the bottle says "Cure of Poison". After every bite of food, Baxter takes a very small swig of the potion.

Posted by: Loranna Sep 21 2004, 10:26 PM

Darius, hearing Nira ask for this dance, bowed to her and held out his hand. "I would be honored," he said, earning Nira the emnity of a dozen other women all at once. "Please, forgive my lateness; busy busy you know ..."

Harg looked down at the brandy he had been given, and muttered " ... A gift? For me? ... The Fist of Harg is pleased! Astonished! ... Um, Samson, should I?"

"Go for it big guy," his Redguard companion laughed. "You deserve at least one dance.

A mountian of flesh and armor strode across the dance floor, intent on finding Chex ...

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 21 2004, 10:27 PM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Sep 21 2004, 09:31 PM)

Standing in the corner munching on a piece of crab meat Arynel gazes intently at the band, until finally realizing that their musical skills far surpasses his own.

Allerleirauh speaks to Arynel.

"You are a musician, perhaps?"

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 21 2004, 10:28 PM

Arynel turns to Allerleirauh.

"I play the lute, when the occassion calls for it."

Posted by: El_Ahrairah Sep 21 2004, 10:30 PM

Arynel, a lute is exactly what this band needs! I fear that my dance with Chiaroscuro has gotten a tibbly bit dry. Something to quicken the pace would do nicely.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 21 2004, 10:32 PM

"Perhaps you will play for us later, when people have found their places, and the hall is quieter... Imperial music is all very well, but we have people here from many different places, who might like variety."

Allerleirauh laughs out loud, suddenly noticing that a crab sandwich has been surreptitiously placed in her dangling hand, and takes a bite of it.

Posted by: Ash_Sage825 Sep 21 2004, 10:32 PM

Mavendas stares at the main courses and starts inhaling the aromas that spreads through the room. He grabs another bottle of flin and walks to the outer grounds. He addresses Lord Darius,

"I am not hungry as of now, I am going to admire your gardens."

He pops open the bottle of flin and begins drinking it contently looking at the large collections of Belladonna and Willow Flowers.

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 21 2004, 10:34 PM

"Well, if you insist."

Arynel waves his arms and lute appears in his hands.

"Conjuration isn't just for undead and armor, you know!"

Arynel begins strumming a tune that seems vaugely familiar, but is not immediatly recognized by those listening.

Posted by: Chex Sep 21 2004, 10:35 PM

Mindlessly musing over the appearnce of a rather interesting creature under the table, the lady Maji, mouth filled to the brim with the odds and ends of different dishes, hears a rumbling behind her.
"Helfo?" *gulp*

Posted by: One87xe Sep 21 2004, 10:37 PM

*upon rereaching the entrance takes a bite of the 'Roll only too quickly spit it out...onto an entering Imperial couple*

"Err...sorry about that...try the crab"

"what the hell?...that was awfully bitter...even for sea food. Tastes like its gone bad. wait a minute!! *notices the Imperial Baxter through the open doorway* is that?...no way...Darius wouldn't...would he? "Ryx!! Cure poison" *the Seducer makes the familiar hand movements from her place near the door*

"I'll have to look into this...so many bigwigs a group poisoning wouldn't be unexpected...guess it's time to mingle

Posted by: Loranna Sep 21 2004, 10:40 PM

Melanus carefully peered under the table, by now finally having gotten his wits together.

Various guests start talking more animatedly, and a rousing discussion about the Dwemer begins as they head for a side room.

Darius danced with Nira, smiling and enjoying the moment.

Harg rumbled " ... Your gift pleases the Fist of Harg, and your looks are ... quite nice. The Fist of Harg ... um, well, would dance with you, if you don't mind telling him what the steps are ..."

Harg looks slightly embarrassed ...

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 21 2004, 10:40 PM

Arynel eyes the strange actions of people by the refreshments.

"Lucky for us Breton's we have magicka resistence."

He continues strumming on his lute.

Posted by: Chex Sep 21 2004, 10:43 PM

"Eh? But the brandy...for...Um... I suppose I could stretch my legs a bit. Anything to get away from this food, it tastes rather foul. I've never had much of a liking for crab anyways..."
*Heads to the dance floor*

Posted by: BbaxterD Sep 21 2004, 10:44 PM

Smelling his cure poison potion carefully, Baxter comes to the conclusion that it's spoiled, and is causing a rash on his arm. Muttering under his breath "Some Blades operative I am, I should be more careful and more paranoid, yet it is Darius, hopefully nothing is poisoned." with minimal hesitation, Baxter continues to eat, noticeably scratching his arm.

Posted by: El_Ahrairah Sep 21 2004, 10:45 PM

Exhausted, El_Ahrairah grabs a plate of steamed vegetables. Through a haze of sleepiness, he smiles loopily at the guests in their odd state, and staggers into a side room.

Posted by: Telemachus Sep 21 2004, 10:46 PM

Nira Orethi and Lord Darius Practus waltzed across the large hall. She had something to ask him, but was waiting for the right time. Leaning in close so that he could hear her low voice over the music, she said: "Darius, we've know each other for a long time, yes? And I feel that, as a friend, I can comfortably ask you a difficult question." She lowered her gaze. "Would you... would you consider awarding me a research grant to further my botanical research? I've recently been delving into the magical properties of Kresh fiber, which has the most magnificent..." here Nira launched into an utterly boring yet enthusiastic lecture about the marvels of Alchemy. Once started, there were few things in Tamriel that could curb her enthusiasm regarding herbology. She swung her captive audience around the room a second time, not noticing that she was leading.

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 21 2004, 10:48 PM

Arynel chuckles as he eyes Nira and Lord Darius.

"I once thought the Black Marsh would be a good place to find alchemy ingredients." He said to himself. "I don't even want to think about that again."

He continues playing his lute.

Posted by: One87xe Sep 21 2004, 10:49 PM

*re-excuses himself back across the main component of people to the table where the alcohol is located...he proceeds to take a goblet while a faint light shines through his left hand...suspiciously the same hand he pours the bottle with*

"I'm not going to waste my time solving whats probably nothing but my overactive imagination anyways. At least this bottle of Cyrodiilic Brandy wont kill anyone

*resets the bottle upon the table and proceeds towards the westernmost sitting room...sneaks a half-peek under the table...leaves semi confused*

Posted by: Ash_Sage825 Sep 21 2004, 10:50 PM

Sorry for any inconvieniance.

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 21 2004, 10:56 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Sep 21 2004, 08:50 PM)

Melanus carefully peered under the table, by now finally having gotten his wits together.

*waves at Melanus* Hi!

Posted by: One87xe Sep 21 2004, 10:56 PM

"This Brandy must be rather strong...I could swear the Allerleirah girl was speaking to me, which is impossible since I'm here and shes there...better move down to sips"

Posted by: Loranna Sep 21 2004, 10:57 PM

Darius tried very hard not to zone on his poor dance partner, and earnestly wished for the enxt dance to begin. He nodded his head, saying "Ah; I see; yes, most intriguing ... well, hmm; perhaps later on we can talk more. I was thinking of a little sporting challenge and the object of art could be a nice way to start off this ... fund ..."

Harg awkwardly took his new ladyfirend in hand and began moving around; a domino effect begins.

"Ohh boy," Samson sighed, rallying the manservants to help catch people before things got too out of hand ...

Posted by: BbaxterD Sep 21 2004, 11:00 PM

Stumbling out of the Bittergreen bushes is Baxter, Bittergreen jammed in his mouth, knocking into Mavendas accidentally. "errr, hello, I was just having a little Bittergreen." Smiles " boosts intelligence you know"

Posted by: Love_From_Above Sep 21 2004, 11:04 PM

The Argonian made his way up the small side street in the dark, muttering to himself about the clothes the local noble seamstress insisted were "all the rage in the capital city".

Love-From-Above didn't have to look at the address missive detailing the location of the Hearthfire Hall's Ball. Nevermind, the mountain of a Nord standing outside the large city manor, the Argonian's keen sense of smell was detecting a large variety of sweet meats and... was that comberry pie he smelled? He hadn't smelled the spicy berry's aroma for close to 15 years. Strange that he would smell this now when it conjured up memories of the dunmer for whom Love From Above was attending this affair for.

In his letter, a strange postscript, not in Darius' hand gave him reason to not just dismiss the Ball altogether.

"...
My fine Argonian friend, I have information that you will find most interesting. As you know, you old friend and master who goes by the name of Nael, has been searching Elseweyr for several long months now in search of a rare Cherim piece that was "misplaced". I have information pertaining to it and will arm you with this knowledge should you attend my master's Ball. If you value your friend Nael's sanity, you will come. I do not wish to sign this for fear of it's discovery. I will make myself known to you at the proper time. Until then, may your nose keep you on track and your tail keep you steady."

The last sentence, written in awkward Argonian, caused Love-From- Above to give a snort... the best laugh he was capable of. Still, it was a gesture that showed his contact respected his origins and nature. He would go and bide his time.

Love-From-Above arrived at the door and gave a quick nod to the large doorman.

"Ye'll not be causin no troubles sir Argonian. As far as I know, you are our only man from Black Marsh in attendance so I can assume that you are Love-From-Above, are ye not?" the Nord, looking as passive as a 300 stone chunk of meat can possibly look asked. But the Argonian could see a glint of merriment in the Nord's eyes as he took a large draught out of his stein, looking down the cup that was apparently custom made for the giant.

"That is what they callss me" Love-From-Above replied.

"Very good sir Argonian, make your way inside. But if you would be so kind as to secure your weapons and leave your quiver a'side the door. Trust me sir Argonian, I will keep a close eye on the belongins." he gestured towards a crate that was already full of various deadly looking implementations.

After placing his quiver under a pair of rather sturdy looking spiked gloves, which he considered stealing (remembering the man guarding it quickly quelched these thoughts) he strode into the Hall. It seemed everyone was enjoying themselves and were letting the cares of the world sit in the back of the coach. Just where a thief liked his marks. It was time to get to work... but a nice slice of comberry pie comes first to a hungry Argonian.

Posted by: Loranna Sep 21 2004, 11:04 PM

QUOTE(Archeopterix @ Sep 21 2004, 11:06 PM)

*waves at Melanus* Hi!

Melanus raises an eyebrow that could embarrass a Golden Saint into non existance.

"Hello; I don't believe I recognize you from the guest list ..." he said.

Posted by: One87xe Sep 21 2004, 11:05 PM

"where are your facilities?"

"facili-huh?" replied a young Imperial servant girl

"nevermind...I'll go to the Garden"

*Proceeds towards garden*

Posted by: Solin Sep 21 2004, 11:06 PM

Startling a dozing stableman, Solin arrives at the grounds on horseback still dressed for the road. With a quick mischievous grin Solin hands a clean white envelope addressed to Darius to the still somewhat shocked stableman

"That is my response to Lord Darius's kind invitation," he says "Tell the good Lord that I'm sorry for the lateness of my reply, I'll be joining them shortly after I prepare myself somewhat better for this fine occasion." Waiting a moment while the hand stares at the dunmer standing infront of him, he then continues, "Go on, I'll take care of the horse," and with that the man quickly darts off towards the manor.

Shaking his head Solin leads his horse into the stable.

Posted by: Telemachus Sep 21 2004, 11:06 PM

Content with her efforts to garner financial aid, Nira Orethi thanked Lord Darius for the dance. She strolled outside for a bit of air, where she came upon a figure with Bittergreen petals stuffed in his mouth.

"Careful" she called "Bittergreen has been known to cause invisibility!"

Leaving the odd person, Nira made her way through the dark botanical gardens, inspecting each and every plant with great interest.

Posted by: Attrebus Sep 21 2004, 11:08 PM

*Attrebus notices some strange things happening over at the food table and heads over to investigate.*

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 21 2004, 11:08 PM

Arynel stops playing, then speaks: "My apologies, but I have other business to attend to, I will return shortly."

The Breton vanishes in a flash of light.

Posted by: Chex Sep 21 2004, 11:12 PM

*Is swung into dancing couple*

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 21 2004, 11:12 PM

Allerleirauh glanced around quickly. The tipsy host was best left in ignorance. Who did she know and trust here? Was this mischievousness or malevolence?

Several people seemed to be going into the garden. For alchemical plants? She followed One into the garden, unaware of his intended purpose.

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 21 2004, 11:13 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Sep 21 2004, 09:14 PM)

Melanus raises an eyebrow that could embarrass a Golden Saint into non existance.

"Hello; I don't believe I recognize you from the guest list ..." he said.

*shows Melanus a poorly-forged invitation scrawled in badly spelled daedric with crab sauce smeared down one side*

Posted by: BbaxterD Sep 21 2004, 11:14 PM

After Nira Orethi left, Baxter, mumbling to himself yet again, heads towards the Dance Hall. "Invisibility . . . I had forgot about that, what would Cauis say" *sigh* "well I do look a little pale I suppose" and with that Baxter re-enters the Dance Hall.

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 21 2004, 11:19 PM

OOC: It's fashionable to be late.

Somewhat late, Sir Nelacar Direnni arrives. His hair is white as starch with age, though not a single wrinkle can be found on his face, and his eyes hint at an ancient wisdom. He wears his signature red and gold robes, with the blown glass staff of his fallen master in hand. At his side is a herne.
My, it seems I'm quite late. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Sir Nelacar Direnni, sorcerer of no small talent. I hope you'll forgive me for bringing a herne in, as I've recieved no small amount of death threats by Alessian fanatics. In other words, the herne is just a shield for the attacks of the Alessians.
*Looks at Harg*
Harg, I don't think you want to take that job, do you?
*Walks to the refreshments, grabbing a carrot and a glass of flin*
My! This Khajiit is worth dying for! Darius, old chap, this mead is absolutely wonderful!
*Wanders abit, apparently pondering something*

Posted by: Loranna Sep 21 2004, 11:21 PM

Darius Sighed quietly, and went to talk to some more guests he had missed. Dear heavens, this place filled up in a hurry ... and why the blazes is Melauns talking to the space under the table?

Harg muttered "Sorry ..." to the third set of dancers he inadvertantly bumped into; Samson showed up and tried to signal to Harg to get to the center and just kind of spin back and forth ...

Melauns raises his other eyebrow. " ... Somehow, I don't think Lord Darius sent that one out," he replies. "Perhaps if you had a somewhat more presentable means of identification ... or were willing to lend us a hand with the proceedings, particularly in the line of keeping the tables and floors clean of stray food waste ..."

On Nelacar's heels, a lovely blond Nord maiden walked in, wearing a light blue gown that matched her eyes and sandals seemingly made of glass. She looks around, smiling a bit despite a vaguely annoyed look in her eye.

"My Lord; Loranna," she introduced, bowing to Darius. "Thank you so much for this night."

Posted by: Attrebus Sep 21 2004, 11:22 PM

*Attrebus waves at Archeopterix when he arrives at the table.*
"I see the invitation arrived safely. Glad you could make it."

*Attrebus looks at the food laid out on the table, and -something- doesn't appear to be right with it. He picks up a random selection of food for investigation and walks from the table.*

Posted by: swrdphantom Sep 21 2004, 11:25 PM

I see Darius is still busy. Oh well, I'll mingle for a while.

*Wanders around for a while, noticing who's around. Enjoys more of the food and the band.*

Sigh, I wish I had brought my lute along with me, but I didn't wish to be confused for a member of the band rather than a guest. Maybe later I'll see if there's one that I can borrow.
Maybe I should ask one of these ladies for a dance?

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 21 2004, 11:26 PM

With a flash Arynel reappears where he was last seen.

"Just doing some star gazing." He says absentmindedly.

The young Breton disappears into a side room.

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 21 2004, 11:27 PM

QUOTE(Attrebus @ Sep 21 2004, 09:32 PM)

*Shows Attreeeeee-bus her http://www.cuneo.us/tesmw/images/Archeopterix/Invite.jpg* They don't think its real.

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 21 2004, 11:31 PM

*Turns around*
Waiting only makes it all the more pleasing, dearest.
*Offers his glass*
Care for some flin, Loranna?

Posted by: Attrebus Sep 21 2004, 11:33 PM

*reads the invitation:
Invitation
To whom it may concern. Archie was invited here by me; the person who invited everyone. Signed Me.
*
"I can't argue with an invitation like that now, can I."

Posted by: Loranna Sep 21 2004, 11:36 PM

Elaine, busily trying to calm down upset patrons who seem to have ballooned up most distressingly, saw Love From Above and tried to catch his eye.

Loranna gave a small grin. "I suppose," she said, shyly. "Hmm, shall we join in on the dance? And yes, thank you."

Melanus sighed quietly. "Ah; well then, you seem to be in order ..." he muttered, looking at Attrebus. "Do feel free however to offer your services if you like; I'm sure we can compensate you adequately for your time ..."

Where the blazes is Dimitrius? Melanus thought irratibly.

Darius can be seen chatting with several slender-looking maidens and sipping brandy.

Posted by: One87xe Sep 21 2004, 11:41 PM

*walks out from behind what appears to be an Ironwood tree...silks back behind it when he notices Allerleirauh*

"why is she following me?"

*quickly casts concealment and proceeds to lay among the Heather Flowers while slightly Levitating about 6 inches off the ground*

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 21 2004, 11:41 PM

Yay! *gets another sannich and some kwama-chips and scoots back under the tablecloth*

Posted by: Solin Sep 21 2004, 11:43 PM

Dressed in his simple finery, a shirt of dark fabric trimmed with silver thread embroidered on the left shoulder is a blue star burst encircled by a white band, fine grey pants, and shiny black dress boots Solin leaves the grounds adjoining the stables. Nosing around the exterior of the manor he spots a few other guests about the gardens. Quickly deciding to join them in hopes of finding out how the evening has progressed thus far he makes his way towards them.

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 21 2004, 11:44 PM

Arynel appears from an adjoining sideroom and grabs a sandwhich, and then another just to be safe. The Breton then returns to the sideroom.

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 21 2004, 11:45 PM

As I said, the anticipation makes the culmination all the more pleasing. Thus, we dance later.

*Calls to his herne*
Dear boy, could you stand by the door? Look menacing now.

Oh Auri-El... Y'ffre is calling loudly.
*Teleports to the garden*

Posted by: Loranna Sep 21 2004, 11:50 PM

QUOTE(Nelacar @ Sep 21 2004, 11:55 PM)

Loranna is left holding her filn in hand, blinking.

... That's a point against you dear, she thinks to herself with a sigh. ... Oh well; he'll dance when he's ready. For now ... hmm; who to talk to first ...

Loranna wandered through the crowd, noting several people eating from the table with the feast. She raised her eyebrows.

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 21 2004, 11:51 PM

QUOTE(Nelacar @ Sep 21 2004, 09:55 PM)

*Teleports to the garden*

*A medium sized bay warmblood horse walks up and starts sniffing Nelecar for carrots*

Posted by: BbaxterD Sep 21 2004, 11:56 PM

Baxter, having returned to the Dance Hall, slightly paler than before, is speaking with a servant.
"Hello, nature has called, and I wish to answer, where may I do this?" the servant replied "Sir, there is a room for such a purpose down the hall and to the right."
"Thank you my good man."
Baxter proceeds to walk down the hall and to the left, fortunately, the Servant catches this and steers him to the right.

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 22 2004, 12:07 AM

*Casts a sleeping spell on the horse*

*Returns to the refreshments a minute later*
I must have more Khajiit steaks! They're so tasty! And the wine was incomparable.

Posted by: Telemachus Sep 22 2004, 12:10 AM

A deep feeling of contentment surrounded Nira as she strolled through the cool garden, surreptitiously slipping plant clippings down the bodice of her dress. The slender scholar stopped in the center of a small bridge and looked up at the stars. She searched for her sign, but, appropriately enough, the shadow was not to be seen. Her earlier encounter in the garden kept coming back to her. The dark elf produced a small mortar from her sleeve, and carefully mixed equal parts bittergreen petals and Lloramor spines, crushing them into a fine powder.

It's a shame I didn't think to bring my alembic, she thought. Nira slipped the mixture into a vial, and shook the contents vigorously. The potion's effect wouldn't last long, but she had always felt better having an ace up her sleeve.

Clearing up the remains of her work, she straightened, brushed herself off, and headed toward the merry lights of the manor.

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 12:16 AM

By now, darius was busily reassuring several women that they were nto, indeed, fat as guars, despite the occasional tearing of cloth one could hear.

"Ridiculous, simply ridiculous," he insisted, sipping his own personal brandy once more. "I tell you, each and every one of you is as lovely as the stars above and as beautiful as the gentle waves of flowers that line the Imperial Walkway. Now please, why not find a nice young man and have him dance with you ..."

Loranna giggled into her hand, shaking her head at Nelacar. "You are incorribgle, dear; what will the Khaijiit guests say about you ..."

Harg blinked, having never danced with a woman before. Strange sensations filled his heart, similar to the sensations he used to have when wenching, only now was a bad time for falling into old habits.

" ... The Fist of Harg must find a way to strike down this strange obstacle ..." he mused, "and make this new woman his ... hrn, Samson, what's the word for really favored wench, only polite?"

"Ladyfriend?" Samson ventured.

"Hmph! Silly word, but all right ..." Harg muttered.

Posted by: Chex Sep 22 2004, 12:25 AM

"Erm..Harg? I'm getting rather dizzy walking in circles, I think I'd like sit down for a bit."
*Tenderly limps to a chair just outside the dancing area*

OOC: XD Wench?

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 12:28 AM

QUOTE(Chex @ Sep 22 2004, 12:35 AM)

"Erm..Harg? I'm getting rather dizzy walking in circles, I think I'd like sit down for a bit."
*Tenderly limps to a chair just outside the dancing area*

OOC: XD Wench?

Harg blinked. "Oh! ... um ... sorry ..."

Harg wandered off for a bit, going back on guard duty with a thoughtful look on his face ...

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 22 2004, 12:32 AM

(ooc: sorrry! Had to grab dinner!)

Allerleirauh stopped in the garden, inhaling deeply. Yes, there were medicinal plants here. She smelled... bittergreen? Freshly crushed. The man she had followed was no longer to be seen.

"Hello?" she called, spotting several vague figures sharing the garden with her,

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 22 2004, 12:33 AM

*sees the sleep spell get cast on Cinni* *rushes out from under the table and perches over sleeping horse so no one will hurt him, he is a special Oblivion character after all*

Hi Allie! Hi Allie!

Posted by: One87xe Sep 22 2004, 12:39 AM

"Great....75,76,77...why did she have to stop right there?...wow I hadn't noticed all the people out here...82,83,84...guess that plans over with"

*The Concealment spell wears off leaving me not only at Allerleirauh's feet but face down in the Heather*

"Err-hi how are you?"

"I'm a Master Ansei on my knees smelling like Heather...why do you curse me mi'lady Azura?"

Posted by: Chex Sep 22 2004, 12:41 AM

*collapses in chair*
Ooog. I believe I had too much of the lovely food...

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 22 2004, 12:44 AM

Allerleirauh turned to greet the small, strangely feathered Argonian with a smile. Then she caught sight of the sleeping horse and laughed.

"Everything seems confused! You didn't eat any of the food from that bowl, did you?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 22 2004, 12:47 AM

Allerleirauh notices the collapsed... Redguard? at her feet and looks concerned.

(wow we can't figure out what tense this is in!)

"Sir? Are you well?"

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 22 2004, 12:48 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Sep 21 2004, 10:54 PM)

*Archie suddenly feels a little sheepish* Yeah it was good, why? I had 3 servings!

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 12:50 AM

Loranna, leaving Nelacar for a moment to look for his Khaijiit steaks, floated around the dance floor, seemingly so enchanted by the spectacle of people and food and music that she can't decide on who she wishes to ask for a dance.

Hmm, most everyone seems to be having a good time, she thought to herself. This is nice; this is how I always daydreamed a ball would be ...

Her eye fell on the men and women who were having trouble with their clothes, and her face fell into a slight frown. Well, almost, she amended, sighing quietly. Still, no harm done, so nothing to worry about, right?

Another voice in her head said softly Not quite; they're not enjoying themselves ... and Loranna frowned again, her expression caught halfway between that of a charmed girl and a tired woman.

She closed her eyes. ... Perhaps ... she thought, looking around and finding Melanus fusisng over the wooden bowl that had so shocked him earlier. ... Hmm ...

She whispered quietly "Might be good to put that away; too much food now and no one will want to eat dinner ..."

Turning, she looked for someone to talk to, as Melanus frowned thoughtfully ...

Posted by: One87xe Sep 22 2004, 12:51 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Sep 21 2004, 09:57 PM)

Allerleirauh notices the collapsed... Redguard? at her feet and looks concerned.

(wow we can't figure out what tense this is in!)

"Sir? Are you well?"

"Err...yeah...just fine thanks for asking. If you'll excuse me"

<ooc> must...sleep...strength leaving...eyes...heavy...<ooc>

Posted by: Chex Sep 22 2004, 12:55 AM

-Nord, and Ma'am-
'Tis nothing of matter. But if Oblivion was having a party, it would be in my stomache. *sheepish grin of her own* I should've listened to my mother when she told me to never eat from a mage's bowl.

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 12:59 AM

QUOTE(Chex @ Sep 22 2004, 01:05 AM)

Maji can see Harg floating more or less in her line of sight, frowning thoughtfully at her now and again.

"Hmm ... the Fist of Harg is unsure what to do," he said to Samson. "Perhaps the ladyfriend woman needs a healer?"

"I think she just needs a moment to sit down, Ha - Fist of Harg," Samson said. turning and smiling at a comely Redguard maiden. "Next time, try not to use her feet as stepping stones."

Harg's shoulders slumped, causing the room to grow a bit brighter as shadows receeded. "Hrn ... the Fist of Harg has a mighty quest ahead tonight ..."

Darius, meanwhile, poked his head outside in the garden, having seen people heading that way and wanting a breath of fresh air; the last couple of dances had taken a lot out of him. "Hello? Everything all right out here?"

Posted by: Solin Sep 22 2004, 01:00 AM

Solin, stepping into view, greetings on his lips - which abruptly end before they begin as he notices the figure lying in the garden. With a quizzical look on his face he begins again, "How fares the evening, Mercy? I'm afraid I've arrived somewhat late," raising an eyebrow at the sleeping horse he says, "I hope I didn't miss anything too exciting."

Bowing as Solin notices Darius, "Ah my lord, I was hoping to find you. I wanted to give thanks for your invitation. I hope that in my late arrival I haven't missed too much of your grand ball"

Posted by: Love_From_Above Sep 22 2004, 01:04 AM

"Can I get you another piece of Comberry pie, dragon-breath?"

Love-From-Above paused, mid feasting to look up and see the visage of Breton beauty before him. Elaine stood behind Love-From-Above, with an eyebrow raised, one hand on her hip and the other lofting a heavily weighted tray.

"What has this one done to be ssooo.... honored?"

Love-From-Above snorted.

"For an Argonian, you do have an acute taste for sarcasm my friend." a slow smile soon joined that dangerously raised eyebrow. Elaine's radiant red hair , which at the moment was tied up with Cyrodiil Lily-Vine and adorned with softly glowing coda flower, framed a face that she had once described as "the key to unlock any door". But Love-From-Above knew better. Wherever Elaine was, chaos was sure to ensue. Perhaps that is what Nael found so intriguing about her?

"If we had any sense of foresight, we would have known you had ssomethings to do with the takings and stealings back." Love-From-Above snorted again, covering his mouth with both claws. Elaine, rolling her eyes motioned for the Argonian to follow her to a small table under a window, which was the only light coming in that corner of the dining room which at this point in the night had accumulated a small smattering of those who couldn't handle their embibement.

Pulling out a chair for herself, she sat at the table and sat down her tray on the table from where she procured a small swatch of fabric. Love-From-Above crouched down in front of her and examined it half-heartedly.

"Yesss, you have said you know about my master's favored Cherim tapestry? You took it for us in the firsst place. Why does this one tell us where it is now we wonderss. Why not just takes it and lives happily ever after?" the argonian tucked the swatch down his vest pocket but Elaine cleared her throat.

"Before you do that, I intend to keep the rug intact. I merely wanted to prove that I do know where it is, but I cannot take it yet. It is being heavily guarded and I only managed to grab this piece as it was caught in a heavy vault door. It is true I stole this for you in a debt of honor for stealing from your friend and ally. You know full well that we thieves adhere to a strict code of 'ethics'" the word was obviously difficult for Elaine to speak about seriously, but she contined, "I do intend to be seen as an honorable thief if any, Captain."

"Ssso, does this one have a plan we wonder? A plan to probably takes it back for itself." Love-From-Above gurgled a chuckle, "With this one in the midst of affairss, the tapestry, err.. rug, will be turned into a nasty pile of ash before the month is out." the argonian handed back the swatch while covering his mouth with the other and snorting.

"Well if you would shut up and stop being such a pessimist you could hear my plan." the young Breton woman pursed her lips and this time had both hands on her hips and she rose up a bit in her seat to look down her nose at the crouched argonian. Love-From-Above composed himself and sighed. He crossed his arms and listened intently.

"Master Darius is intending on selling the tapestry in an auction tomorrow night. You did know this is a Hearthfire festival, right?"

The argonian nodded.

These things usually lasted a week at most as people came and went, paying tribute to the house and also a fair bit of auctioning. There is just something about an auction that attracts people from all walks of life in Cyrodiil. Noblemen will come down to bid on rare art pieces or books. Mages come hoping to spy a piece of enchanted jewelry or the odd Dwemer artifact which were legal to be sold under Imperial licensed auctions within the Capital City's limits. And the less wealthy came usually just to see the throng of people. And it goes without saying why someone like Love-From-Above would end up at one of these things...

"But your rug is hopefully the least of our worries. Oh yes, there is far more to this than your addeled master's Cherim rug. By the end of this we might just be sitting on a right bit of divine profit if you know whatta mean..." With that, Elaine had inserted the key that unlocked a door. She knew Love-From-Above and Nael both, had an insatiable appetite for items of mythic proportions.

The argonian's own dagger had been supposedly wielded by Rajhin himself. Needless to say, Rajhin had little use of it in combat, but it had a small enchantment that made carrying cumbersome and heavy items easier. Love-From-Above never questioned how it worked, he just knew it did. His current stockpile is strictly confidential however, but it is said to contain treasures from all ends of the world.

"So... for old time's sake Love?" she quickly laughed knowing that if the argonians had feathers, they'd surely be ruffled. But she knew he'd never pass up on an oppurtunity to procure one of the most sacred and dangerous relics known to those living in Nirn.

Love-From-Above made a small growl and nodded his head.

"Tell me more..."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 22 2004, 01:05 AM

From the darkness of the garden, Allerleirauh cast a furtive glance back at the lights of the ballroom, and her heart thudded in her chest. She knew what had been there before, on the food table... but now the bowl was filled to the brim with rich, golden soup, the kind her mother made her as a child. She froze in terror, and everything around her seemed to recede into the distance.

Don't you dare... she told herself, but she was already walking towards the table.

"I know who you are," she said out loud. There was a bowl, waiting to be filled, and a spoon, and heavy dark bread. Not the sort of fare expected at an Imperial fete. Where had Attrebus gone? Was she the only one who sensed anything happening? No, that was madness too... that was the first step, making her feel alone.

"How dare you," she whispered, summoning her strength, and then laughed. The people near her turned, startled, as if she'd lost her mind.

Posted by: Chex Sep 22 2004, 01:13 AM

((I must regretfully inform you that I must sleep, and poor Maji will be recouperating in her chair during this time. Sorry Harg!))

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 22 2004, 01:13 AM

In Argonia when Masser and Secunda as you humans call it would peak both at the rise in tide, the earth prey would scuttle in the swamps for high ground and we would have a feasting festival such as this one and all the forest people would..." *accidently breaks a bowl* Whoops

...

Hey Allie! You're my friend!

...

...do I look fat in this? Where'd you go?

*tucks a blanket over the sleeping horse and waddles in after Allie*

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 01:19 AM

Darius watched Archie and blinked, certain that he must be seeing things. He took a swig from his brandy and rubbed his eyes, muttering "I say, what exactly is going on here ..."

Coming to the sleeping horse, he scratched his head. " ... Er, shouldn't he be in the stables? ... Melanus? Melanus!"

Melanus had just been about to take the bowl Allie was looking at when his master's call broke through the din ...

"Right away sir," he said, hurrying outside - and leaving Allerleirauh to admire a warm, steaming bowl of soup ...

Posted by: Attrebus Sep 22 2004, 01:24 AM

*Attrebus looks back at the food table and notices Allerleirauh walking towards a bowl of soup. That wasn't there before, nor was it ordered for the festivities. Not wanting to attract too much attention towards the bowl, Attrebus walks towards Allerleirauh, grabs her by the hand and drags her to the dance floor to dance. All the while keeping an eye on the strange appearance on the table.*

"Good eve to you, pretty Lady Allerleirauh. A wonderful night to dance, is it not?"

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 22 2004, 01:25 AM

*notices the people going out to the sleeping horse*
*waddles out as fast as her pudgy little Argonian legs can take her*

*trips*

*giggles*

*tries to get up but is having laughing fits*

Hey! *hehehehe* He's with me! *hehehehe*

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 01:30 AM

QUOTE(Archeopterix @ Sep 22 2004, 01:35 AM)

Darius looked at Melanus; Melanus shrugged eloquently in reply.

Darius raised his bottle of brandy to his lips, only to discover it was empty. With a smooth, practiced motion, he tossed the empty bottle up in the air as, with an equally smooth and practiced motion, Melanus pulled a full bottle from his cumberbund.

Melanus handed off the fresh bottle in time to reach out and catch the empty one, just as Darius took his first swig ...

"I see," Darius told Archie, sounding remarkably calm. "Well, all well and good, but I really must insist we find a proper place for him to sleep now. We can't just leave him outside in the open like this; it would be unciviized and people may trip over the poor thing."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 22 2004, 01:30 AM

Allerleirauh's sharp, high pitched laughter ebbed into gasps, and she leaned against Attrebus's shoulder.

"I knew I could get you to dance with me!" she said, smiling in mock coquetry.

Though she smiled, her eyes were streaming tears. "That... that wretched creature. That ... unshuttered door." (This was the worst curse her Nord heart could dredge up.) "When I needed him, where was he? And now he taunts me. Attrebus, that food... something has to be done about it."

Posted by: Attrebus Sep 22 2004, 01:36 AM

"Calm down Lady Allerleirauh and tell me who in the name you are talking about? Perhaps that will give me a better understanding of -what- to do about the food in this place. There is something not quite right, but I don't know what..."

*Attrebus spins Allerleirauh out, then back before continuing around the dance floor.*

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 22 2004, 01:36 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Sep 21 2004, 11:40 PM)

"I see," Darius told Archie, sounding remarkably calm. "Well, all well and good, but I really must insist we find a proper place for him to sleep now. We can't just leave him outside in the open like this; it would be unciviized and people may trip over the poor thing."

*can't respond because she is much too giggley and much to roly-poly by this time to get up, in fact the mental image of Darius trying to get the sleeping horse to the barn just puts her into new convulsions of eye-watering laughter*

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 22 2004, 01:39 AM

"Attrebus, that poetry earlier... didn't it remind you of someone? I almost spoke, but I didn't want to say the name. Obviously I should have said something. That food must come from the Lord of Madness, or at least one of his servants."

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 01:43 AM

Darius grumbles. "This is getting us nowhere; look, let's go find us a mage and levitate the poor thing into the stables wher eit can rest without being an impediment to traffic ..."

"I'll go find a mage immediately sir," Melanus said, disappearing back into the ball while Darius got down - awkwardly - on his haunches.

"Now there, steady; you'll get light-headed if you keep laughing like this," he said to Archie, trying to look serious. "I know what I'm talking about; I've seen people pass out from laughing this hard, really ..."

Harg heard his stomach grumble - unfortunately, so does half the hall. "Hrn ... the Fist of Harg needs meat," he rumbled, heading toward the table with the most succulent meat - the very table Allerleirauh had come to dread ...

Posted by: Solin Sep 22 2004, 01:45 AM

Left alone in the garden Solin shakes his head. Pondering his predicament he scratches his head. A slight rumbling brings him out of his somewhat dazed reverie, the quick overland journey he had taken to arrive as late as he had left little time for meals, particularly good meals at that. Hoping to get something to quiet his stomach strode briskly into the ballroom.

Noticing a few familiar faces he flashes a smile here and there. Greeting various guests, he makes his way towards the food laden table. He needed something light as to not spoil his appetite for the rest of the evening, some bread or perhaps a small bowl soup?

Posted by: phenopticon Sep 22 2004, 01:47 AM

Entering the Main Hall, Seridius smiled accomidatingly to any of the various guests he passed, making his way about.

He wore a red velvet coat, with gold threaded brocades upon the cuffs, the coat came to the back of his knees, the bottom two buttons were fastened, cinching the waist slightly but providing plenty of room for the white silk ruffles cascading down the chest from the poet's shirt beneath the open coat.

His auburn shoulder length hair was tied back neatly with a simple crimson ribbon, the same colour ribbon threaded through the basket hilt of his rapier, securing it to the dark red sheath which bore a silver cap at the end.

Dark brown knee-high boots along with black leggings tied together the ensemble.

Behind every false smile, and twelve hundred drake suit Seridius could almost see the lies, the deceit, the scandals which seemed to ooze forth from many of the "nobles"

Amused by his own cleverness, he pondered that thought, Nobles, he thought, named for their places in society, though in character were often the least noble people I've ever encountered.

No matter, reaching out his hand to a serving girl with a tray, he snaked a flute of some drink or another from the tray, Their dishonor feeds my coffers.

Sipping the drink, and savoring its flavour, he recognized an older breton gent nearby, speaking with a young bosmer maiden. A sly smirk graced his lips.

Sauntering over, the man seemed to have noticed Seridius as well and grimaced ever so slightly. It almost felt like a compliment.

"Greetings, Mister Scarlett," the older gent motioned toward the bosmer maiden who smiled and curtsied as Seridius approached.

"This is-" Seridius cut him off with his razor sharp tongue, "Why hello Arnand, how's your wife? I heard she's down with a terrible sickness, I do hope she's all right." Continuing before the older man could reply, he looked to the Bosmer maiden, "Look at this man, willing to sacrifice so much for his beloved wife of twenty five years. They say she won't make it through the month." Seridius sipped the yet unidentified drink, trying to place his finger on the flavours, slightly fruity and very warming, he thought.

"Now I," he stepped closer to the bosmer maiden, who appeared genuinely concerned for the well being of Arnand's ficticious wife. "Happen to have hired the best healers in all of Cyrodiil to come to my good friend Arnand's aid."

"Oh? Are you a physician?" The thoroughly naive bosmer girl asked. "No no, my dear." He chuckled lightly, warnly slipping his arm about her shoulders without getting too cozy as to make her uncomfortable. "I'm merely a benefactor for the needy. My life's passion really." His smile hid his proverbial forked tongue. "Ever since," his face filled with a puppy-dog esque sadness, "My dear Cassandra was taken by the Blight during an expedition to Morrowind four years ago." A crocodile tear rolled down his cheek.

"Oh, sir, I'm so sorry!" the bosmer maiden used her white gloved thumb to wipe the false tear away. "Yes, it was terrible. But enough of this." He seemed to 'overcome' the sadness, "Let's dance, tonight is a night of fun!"

She smiled and he offered his arm to her, she curled her arms about his elbow as he lead her off to the dance floor.

Seridius smirked over his shoulder at Arnand and handed him his drink. "Hold that for me will you?"

The older gent, Arnand, appeared thoroughly stunned, but a moment ago he'd been engaged in conversation with the beautiful lass, but at the same time knew he deserved it.

As Seridius danced closely with the pretty bosmer lass he smiled inwardly, this would most definitely be a ball to remember.

Posted by: Attrebus Sep 22 2004, 01:49 AM

"The Lord of Madness? Her..."

*Attrebus' sentence is cut off in mid-word as he notices a large mutton on the table. One that wasn't there before. The smell wafts into his nostrils and his mouth starts to water and Attrebus cannot take his eyes off the splendid display.*

"No!" *Attrebus shakes his head.* "This is madness."

*With a mighty effort, Attrebus pulls out his sword and brings it's crashing down on the table, sundering it. Food and drink crash to the floor; the strain showing on Attrebus' face.*

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 22 2004, 01:49 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Sep 21 2004, 11:53 PM)

*trying very hard not to laugh, Archie looks up at Darius from the ground at his stern and serious face*

*the moment he says "light headed" she gets a mental image of someone with a light-spell inside their head with beams coming out their eyes, ears, nostrils and mouth and starts laughing all over again*

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 01:53 AM

Darius tried very hard; he talked, he reasoned, he told the story of his cousin who nearly fell off a balcony from laughing. He even said, at least once, that Archie should try to dance a little tonight, as dancing was excelent excersice ...

Guests stared in shock at the guard who brought out his sword - but then, Attrebus - and Allerleirauh, and a few other people - felt a shadow loom over them ...

"Why did you just strike doen the Fist of Harg's roast nix hound?" growled the imposing wall of steel, sinew, and muscle ...

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 22 2004, 01:56 AM

Allerleirauh shook her head. A dizzying fog seemed to have lifted from the room; however, she suspected this was just the beginning.

Where the herald goes before, the master will follow...

"Archie!" she called, suddenly remembering her friend and the ill gentleman in the garden. "Where are you? Is everyone okay?"

Posted by: phenopticon Sep 22 2004, 01:58 AM

Seridius creased his brow in thought, looking toward the dining hall, after hearing the unmistakable crash of sword on table. A sound he was unfortunately very familiar with, the product of far too many disputes with tea kettles and pitchers when drunk.

Stopping in the middle of their very short and fairly slow dance, Seridius looked to the bosmer maiden pressed against his chest.

"Well now dear, shall we see what all the fuss is about?" He smiled to the bosmer lass, who simply nodded and again curled her arms around his elbow, as he lead her to the dining hall, snaking another drink from a bewildered serving girl's tray.

Upon reaching the dining hall, he shook his head slightly. "Such a fine display of meats, destroyed. Tsk, tsk. Poor meat."

Posted by: Attrebus Sep 22 2004, 02:03 AM

*Attrebus doesn't turn from the table, but holds his hand up for Harg to be silent. He then pick up something from the ground, a slip of paper perhaps? Without a word, he turns and marches towards the door.*

"Nobody touch the food. I have someone to see and I'll be back; hopefully with some answers."

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 02:05 AM

QUOTE(Attrebus @ Sep 22 2004, 02:13 AM)

Harg looked vexed, confused, and annoyed; he turned to follow Attrebus, opening his mouth to call out ...

Loranna, having drifted in the general direction of the farcas, stared curiously at everyone ...

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 22 2004, 02:08 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Sep 22 2004, 12:06 AM)

*through the haze, Archie can sort-of hear Allie calling her* heeheeheehee Allie you should have seen... ha ha ha ha him floating! It was the funniest.... hee he hee he hehe

Posted by: Solin Sep 22 2004, 02:09 AM

Looking mournfully down at the previously wonderfully delicious looking soup that was now pooling around the tip of his boots Solin sighed. Stepping gingerly out of the mess he made his way to a cleaner section of the floor. Giving one final wistful glance at the soup, Solin looked up to see he was standing near man dressed in a suit that made his own simple finery look like that of a pauper.

Posted by: Attrebus Sep 22 2004, 02:13 AM

*Attrebus looks at Harg in such a way that stops even -him- from speaking. He then turns and passes through the double doors into the cool night air outside. He had some answers to find.*

*Attrebus takes a couple of steps out the door and stops. Something doesn't seem right. Not right at all. He turns, not knowing what to do.*

Posted by: Sheogorath Sep 22 2004, 02:14 AM

A scullery maid, fat, gray-haired, wrinkled like an old apple, hobbles in, supported by a walking stick. Her eyes are blazing blue with a barely restrained wildness like a caged animal as she cleans up the mess. With a sack full of spilled food and the unscathed wooden bowl in hand, she moves back towards the kitchen, muttering under her breath.

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 22 2004, 02:17 AM

Attrebus! You must've consumed quite a good deal of skooma! There's absolutely no reason to go and smash such a good table! What you and Allerleirauh percieve to be the tangible presence of the Mad God in this Hearthfire's Ball is not enough reason to run around smashing furniture and dishes!

EDIT: Now you've gone and brought Him upon us with so many mentions of Him. When will these nemer learn?
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...
But alas, victory! My steaks are still with me!

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 22 2004, 02:18 AM

Allerleirauh smiled a grim little smile and stroked her friend's feathers. She was a poor wizard at best, but the one thing she did know was how to dispell magic... and she did that, now, relieved to see Archie bat her enormous eyes and stare around in honest confusion, freed of the enchantment.

One, the odd looking Redguard (was he part Mer?) still lay in the garden. Her spell presumably cured him, but he slept on. He had a key in his pocket, to a room at the Serpent in Talon Inn.

Allerleirauh strode to the dining hall, looked around for someone sturdy, yet unoccupied, and lighted on Seridius Scarlett. She looked him up and down quickly. Duellist, she thought. A carefree murderer, or just a show off, or both?

"You," she said, looking him in the eyes. "Are you useful, or merely decorative? This gentleman needs someone to help him get home."

Posted by: phenopticon Sep 22 2004, 02:20 AM

Seridius quirked a brow at the positively gorgeous woman before him. "Why I'm very useful. Aren't I darling?" The bosmer maiden nodded agreement. Wonderful, he thought, the naivete of wood elves.

"I suppose I could help, he's not dirty is he? I don't want to ruin this coat."

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 02:20 AM

QUOTE(Nelacar @ Sep 22 2004, 02:27 AM)

Darius, hearing all the hubbub, grimaced; he really ought to go inside and demand to know what was going on, but he felt bad about leainvg Archie and her horse unattended ...

Then Allerlei showed up, and Darius beamed his gratitude to her, excusing himself as he rushed to the hall ...

"What's going on!" Darius demanded.

"A spot of confusion, sir," Melanus sighed, sending people after the old crone.

Harg grimaced, frowned, and made a face that could shatter glass and glass alike. " ... The Fist of Harg is NOT PLEASED!" he thundered.

Loranna blinked ...

Posted by: Attrebus Sep 22 2004, 02:27 AM

*Attrebus sees the old maid pick up the bowl. Attrebus gives chase, but when he arrives at teh back of the building, the old woman is nowhere to be seen.*

"This night has the taint of the mad one, that's for sure."

*mumbled Attrebus under his breath. He then heads off to follow up the lead he found.*

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 22 2004, 02:29 AM

*blinks* How'd I get out here? My sides hurt. (I hope no one saw that...)

*tries to get up*

*can't*

Oh my....

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 02:40 AM

QUOTE(Archeopterix @ Sep 22 2004, 02:39 AM)

*blinks* How'd I get out here? My sides hurt. (I hope no one saw that...)

*tries to get up*

*can't*

Oh my....

Archie's distress is mirrored in many other guests, several of whom are now noticably stretching the fabric of their outfits; Melanus swiftly ordered the tailor guild attendees to start working on preserving peoples' modesty.

Darius went to do the thing he most dreaded - face down Harg. As host, it was his duty ...

"I say Harg old chap, if it's meat you're wanting there's a joint or two in the pantry ..." he said respectfully, clutching his brandy bottle all the while.

Harg scowled ... but eventually harumphed and turned toward the kitchens ...

Loranna waked toward Nelacar, and took him by the arm. "Hello again dear," she said, smiling softly. Under her breath, she added " ... I think this little jest is played out for the night ..."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 22 2004, 02:43 AM

QUOTE(phenopticon @ Sep 22 2004, 01:30 AM)

Allerleirauh resisted the impulse to laugh and tell the man that yes, One was dirty, but she understood his financial situation and would gladly pay for the coat... You're not here to pick fights, she reminded herself. Not even fun fights, with men spoiling for a fight.

She made sure that Scarlett knew where to find the Inn, and sent him off into the night with a servant of Darius's, just in case. She trusted Darius's servants less than she had at the beginning of the night, but she felt this was a man who could handle himself.

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 22 2004, 02:44 AM

Let's just dance for the rest of the night.

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 02:49 AM

QUOTE(Nelacar @ Sep 22 2004, 02:54 AM)

Let's just dance for the rest of the night.

Loranna gave Nelacar a sad smile. "We can dance," she said, gently caressing hsi cheek, "though we ought to mingle some as well; that's what you do at balls ..."

Gently, she pulled him toward the dance floor, smiling. " ... Whisk me off my feet," she asked, sounding like a romantic dreamer.

Allerleirauh will swear, however, as Loranna passed her by, that she had whispered Really ought to make sure magic objects that have been turned on have been turned off ...

Posted by: phenopticon Sep 22 2004, 02:51 AM

Seridius shook his head as the seemingly redguard man's arm was draped over his shoulder, the other upon the servant of Darius.

He only hoped the bosmer maiden would be there when he returned. Being ever the fan of rosy cheeks and such.

The servant of Darius was quiet, as they slogged out of the manor and into the night.

Seridius smirked ever so slightly, realizing the opportunity to perhaps gain a bit of dirt on the host of tonight's affairs. Hoping that a little snooping and slimy questioning of the servant might pushdisturbing feeling that the sight of the ruined table elicited, completely from his mind.

"So, tell me, what's your master Darius like? I've only seen him at a distance."

Again, he amused himself with his own cleverness.

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 22 2004, 02:58 AM

*Nelacar whispers*
Yes, they're all turned off. For now.

OOC: The Hearthfire Ball may have winded down a bit, but it's by no means over. Still the next 6 days to roleplay. Or did we forget to mention that?

Posted by: Archeopterix Sep 22 2004, 03:01 AM

*embarassed, Archie scoots to the barn where she gets the red blanket off the sleeping horse and wraps it around herself to cover with*

*she waddles sheepishly back to the party, not realizing that with her little green head poking out from the red blanket wrapped and roundness caused by the spell effect, she looks just like a giant walking comberry (in fact she thinks she looks pretty suave)*

Hi all.

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 03:17 AM

QUOTE(Archeopterix @ Sep 22 2004, 03:11 AM)

Darius floats from affected guest to affected guest, offeinr words of encouragement. He stops by Archie at one point, and gives the Argonian a smile.

"Don't worry; we have several people working on the matter even as we speak," he says, squeezing her shoulder reassuringly. "You'll be back to your lithe and graceful form in no time, ready to dance the nights away."

Posted by: Sheogorath Sep 22 2004, 03:21 AM

And somewhere in a dusty, unused room in the palace, the old scullery maid licks the empty bowl … her tongue bleeds raw on the rough wooden surface … tears run down her face, but her eyes stare blankly forward … she cannot taste anymore, but she can still see … all sorts of things ...

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 04:22 AM

Stepping out of character for a moment ...

Given the way this RP has played out so far, we the people who stayed up way late to discuss things have made the following changes that everyone should know about.

First, this ball is now officially a multi-day affair, falling around the holiday of Tales and Tallows. While each night will have a dinner that may or may not be played out, the Big Dinner Scene will fall on the in game night of Tales and Tallows itself, which will be two or three nights from ... er, tonight or yesterday, depening on your perspective.

Anyone who wanted to do some entertainment, please let me know if they want to save it for the big feast or go ahead and do it when is conveneint.

With the increased time frame, people now have more time in which to do things, so we can make the most of our time. Or so I hope anyway

I'll be back on today sometime around 4 PM EST, and will set up channel #Hearthfire in ChatSpike; you can find a link to ChatSpike in the community discussion's stickied thread, under morrowind chat. Anyone playing in the ball is welcome and encouraged to pop into the chat, to relax, chew the fat, and make organizing doom more easy for us all.

Thank you all for making this first foray of mine into Morowwind RP as incredible as it's been, and I can't wait to see what lies in store for us in the next few days.

May Dawn grant you vision and clarity; may Dusk blanket you snugly till the next day. May Madness bring Inspiration, and may Destruction only remove that which blocks wealful Change in your lives.

... and may I finally get a good night's sleep

Loranna

Posted by: El_Ahrairah Sep 22 2004, 06:43 AM

With dawn's light, El_Ahrairah wakes up. He sees many of new acquaintances passed out on couches, squishy chairs, and even the dancefloor. Even though they are fitfully asleep, smiles can be read upon their faces. The acrid scent of boiled netch has played, mercifully, gently on his nose. The dam dog is come!

I never knew that I was a deep sleeper, but I have appeared to slept through much.

He walks outside, ready to return by afternoon come.

Posted by: Iudas Sep 22 2004, 06:52 AM

tap
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Always good to be a little late for the start of things, I guess. three hours of chatting with Rulican at the Quill and Ledger had obtained some tidbits of information on how things were balanced in the Imperial City these days. Seems that the usual sides are being drawn and the reach out for lesser allies is underway. That silent countdown to death and change. Rulican now a factor in the EEC ( chortle) when I first met him he was a clerk with aspirations beyond his abilities. Ergala from the C&EO got his promotion allright....sent to that pimple on an alit's rumps "backwater in Seyda Neen.
tap
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doink
(Door is already open, but no one checking the guests arrivals?
Hazy figures but why do so many of the lady guests look so fat in those dresses? eheheheh and a few of the gentlemen appear more than usually avoirdupois challenged.
Well time enough and more time to learn why I was invited, second things first and all that so find the host or a reasonable approximation and make the proper social behaviours.)

"Greetings, Darius Practus."

( That man appears a wee bit .... distracted. )

Smells the aroma of roast mutton and winces, takes out a bottle of Geritween and has a large sip.

moves towards the sounds of Imperial chamber music and the aromas of fine perufmes.
( I do hope that they will have more than this insipid Imperial music to hear. Maybe they have learning in various styles and can approximate something from the Alik'r...Something TallPoppa would have danced...one can hope )

tap
tap

thud

"Excuse me good sir or madame I did not feel you laying there on the flagstones..."

( hmmmmm seems a bit early for even the heavy flin addicts to be passed out on the floor )

tap
tap

tap

Posted by: RavingRiddler Sep 22 2004, 10:37 AM

Noble Sir Darlantan strolls through the great double doors.

"Sorry I'm late" he proclaims "I had to arrange something with some... friends"

He glances at various shadows, then bows.

Posted by: Stalker Sep 22 2004, 11:27 AM

*to himslef*Seems like I'm a bit late for the ball.
*quickly enteres the hall, bows and joines some group of people in the corner*

Posted by: FireMaster Sep 22 2004, 12:32 PM

*walks inside*

[Servant] Have you an invitation, sir?

*Hands the servant an invitation*

[Servant] Ah, yes, we have been expecting you Erenius, the ball has already begun, but you are still welcome to join us.

[Erenius] Thank you.

*adjusts the rapier on his belt and shrugs shoulders*

Time to get this started.

*walks into the main hall and looks for a congregation to join*

[to self] Surely one of these groups is busy talking of the latest in Cyrodiilic politics...

*eats several canapes while scanning the area*

Posted by: RavingRiddler Sep 22 2004, 12:40 PM

A great, glass chandeleir rattles slightly.

An arrow of purest ebony thuds into the wall, inches from landing in Darius' head. A scroll is wrapped around it.

It reads, in thin, spidery lettering:
"Introducing the honourable Inigo"

A bosmer clad in darkened Netch Leather Armour drops from the chandelier, a bonemold long bone in his hand.

"Greetings"

Posted by: One87xe Sep 22 2004, 01:25 PM

*The Serpent in Talon Inn*

"Owww...my head. I must say I've never encountered Brandy with such kick before, and that food...that must be why my mouth tastes like Ironwood soup."

*quickly checks pockets...finally notices Ryx and Yrx have been overlooking him...notices Genjii in the corner scrawling a note*

"How did I get here?"

"One of the guests brought you back" replied Genjii

"Yrx what was wrong with the food?"

"An enchantment Master...one that made many guests horribly grotesque" said the Seducer "You yourself appeared to have fallen asleep in a Heather patch inside the garden"

"Ok that was strange...I'll have to do something about not eating the food...apparently magic is dispelled within his walls leaving enchantments unscathed. Hmm"

"Genjii"

"Yes Master One" answered Genjii

"I need you to do some things for me. One, get a horse and ride to Sutch, when you reach Sutch visit a Ra'Gada enchanter there named Ami"

*hastily writes a note which is given to Genjii*

"Two, give her this note...she'll know what to do"

"As you wi-" as Genjii was interupted

"I'm not done. Three take these Septims" *hands Genjii a small bag from the bigger chest that is laying at the foot of the bed* "And get yourself some decent clothes your coming with me tonight"

"b-b-but I'm not invited like you are...and besides Ryx was telling me of the Nord-" Genjii started to say

"Ignore that...just do as your told"

"Yes Master One"

"Make haste Genjii" *Genjii runs out of room and to fulfill his orders*

"Ryx, Yrx...draw me a bath"

*the Seducers do as their told Yrx slightly heats the water with a weak fire spell while Ryx dumps the freezing water in...before long the bath is steaming, One takes some Aloe from his pouch on the desk and adds it to the water*

"Tonight will be different...now I know what to expect...but do they?"

Posted by: Carnajo Sep 22 2004, 01:58 PM

*Noticing Stalker arive and enter the hall, Carnajo the Breton, grabs two glasses of brandy, while sliding his cane beneath his arm, as he walks towards the Dunmer.

Dear Stalker, nice to see a familar face, greetings. Here, have brandy, you missed some interesting occurences, I here whispers that some swear the lord of madness himself was upon us. I confess I spent most of the evening, um, preoccupied...
*quickly glancing and giving a quick smile (and was that a wink too?) to a beautiful young serving girl.

Posted by: FireMaster Sep 22 2004, 02:30 PM

*turns around from a conversation he was having with another minor noble and sees the new arrivals*

Best let this get settled down first before my plan is set in motion....by the night's end, Darius' title and lands shall be mine.

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 03:22 PM

And I'm back.

Events From Last Night

Elaine smiled at Love From Above, having gotten his attention to her satisfaction; it was good to know her new line of work hadn't dulled her old talents. Now, to outline her plan ...

"It's relatively simple," she told Love. "Lord Darius will announce his little auction for the rug either tonight or tomrrow ..." Looking over Love's shoulder, she frowned as she saw the chaos of ballooning guests and whatnot unfold. " ... er, probably tomorrow at this rate. You just join the bidding and win the rug, or if that doesn't work, I'll see to it that there's a little accidental re-arranging in the storeroom and sweet talk Darius a bit into talking to you about trading collectables. The poor boy is sweet and kind, but he has silly notions of value sometimes; he'd trade the Ebony Mail for a Second Age portrait of a king he's barely even heard of if you catch him at the right time ..."

Meanwhile, Melanus was having a conversation with a poor fellow huddling in a corner ...

"When did you get in here?" Melanus hissed through clenched teeth. "I've been looking for you all night Dimitrius ..."

"Small problem with my invitation; had to fix it before I could come in," his companion grunted, his angular features and deep-set eyes drawing together in an unappealing expression.

"I see," Melauns said, not wanting to go into any further detail. "... Well, judging by this small bout of magical mayhem, doubt Darius is going to be up to talking about trading artifacts tonight. Better to wait till tomorrow, when things have hopefully settled down. The drunken fool is holding some sort of contest for this rug he came into, and knowing him he'll talk first to whomever gets the rug."

Dimitrius's eyes glittered. "Then we needs to get ourselves that rug," he said, reasonably. "What sort of contest are we talking about?"

Melanus sighed. "I don't know; he likes to do things on the spur of the moment ..."

Dimitrius growled quietly. "Bad habit, that; really must talk to him about that ..."

While that was going on, Darius saw the ebony arrow thud in the wall over his head and promptly downed two swigs of brandy before smiling weakly at Inigo. "Hahahaha, good show, good sir, good show ... er Harg, you don't need to punch this one ..."

The giant shadow that had fallen over Inigo grunted disappointedly. "The Fist of Harg is not sure why it is asked to guard ..." he rumbled under his breath, before going to stand 'guard' over the recuperating Maji ...

End Events From Last Night

Posted by: fythbro Sep 22 2004, 03:46 PM

i really should check the forums more often.

A dark elf noble in a sweeping purple cloak with an ebony clasp in the shape of a fireball enters the hall. he is wearing a shirt made from the finest silks, and trousers from velvet made in Tear. this elf clearly has class. a longsword in an ebony scabbard hangs at his side. the hilt has glowing red bits on it.
the elf strides over to a servant carrying drinks and takes a brandy, and sips it occasionaly.
he starts chatting to minor nobles, waiting for someone important to engage conversation with.

Posted by: FireMaster Sep 22 2004, 03:55 PM

*notices the new arrival*

[muttering] Seems like just the person I need to see...an important noble...if he is an avowed Great House member...then I think I have found just who I need.

*strides towards the newcomer Dunmer noble*

Hello there...care to help me with something?

Posted by: Ash_Sage825 Sep 22 2004, 04:14 PM

Mavendas returns into the dance hall, he notices that many of the servents continue to clean the chaos that occurred the night before. Something is different about him though, he is reserved and does not greet any of the guests that just arrived. He leans on the columns of the entry hall, and begins mumbling incoherently.

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 22 2004, 04:18 PM

Arynel emerges into the dance hall from a side room. It's guiet, too guiet. He sets back in the shadows and waits...

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 04:20 PM

Hmm, might be a good time to get the next day and night rolling ...

The Next Morning

Darius groaned as he woke up, his head pounding from a splitting headache - dimly, he remembered being forced to chase after Harg while the Nord was wearing the wooden bowl of strangeness on his head and fake bird wings on his back, all in the name of deactivating the artifact and saving the guests froma life of perpetual obessity and iniberation. He had made a most impressive jump to try and bulldog Harg into the ground; a pity Harg was as easy to bulldog as a mountain ...

Elaine was waiting for Darius as he stumbled from his personal chambers, outfit from last night now all wrinkled and soiled and sporting the rend that Harg's armor had made. ".... Oh Elaine dear, good good; I say, please stop multiplying and fetch me a ..."

Elaine passed Darius a healing potion mixed with brandy, whch he downed immediately. " ... You are the very picture of the mother goddess herself Elaine; thank you ..."

Elaine smiled fondly, thinking to herself that she'll have to make the soon-to-come disappearance of one of his collectable artifacts up to him someday. "You're welcome, my Lord; we've already contacted the Mages Guild as you instructed to provide additional protection for the guests tonight, and as far as we can see everyone is recovering, even the people who passed out in the sitting rooms."

"Poor chaps; really must make last night up to them," Darius muttered, supporting himself with one arm on the wall. "Now then, to business ..."

The day itself passed all too quickly for Darius as he alternated between supervising the new security precautions and made small talk with those guests who stopped by before the evening festivities; privately, he wished everyone else would have slept late, but a host's duty is a host's duty ...

Posted by: FireMaster Sep 22 2004, 04:27 PM

*awakes at his room rented at The Serpant in Talon*

Ah...last night was a bit slow...maybe tonight I can find someone.

*splashes some water on his face and then gets dressed*

Posted by: B Sep 22 2004, 05:05 PM

OOC: I cannot figure out the tense either. I'll try past tense.

B awoke from his slumber and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He cannot remember the last time he slept so long. He smoothed the wrinkles from his cloak, left the side room, and entered the Hall.

The Altmer walked over to Attrebus and inquired, “It seems I’ve slept through the night. Could you please tell me what happened?” B listened as Attrebus filled him in on the night’s events.

Stunned by the news, B made his way around the room to investigate. “I am sensing a residual aura from a presence in this room. It is not unlike a trail of slime that a slug leaves behind as it moves.”

B wandered around touching furniture and sniffing the air. He turned once again to the people gathered and spoke, “I have a feeling that it was no accident that I slept through the night. I was overcome with great exhaustion and needed to lie down. Someone or something did not want me here in this room.”

B looked up at the ceiling and continued to speak. “Did you say that a Big Dinner is planned on the night of Tales and Tallows? I find this very interesting. It just so happens that I have been summoned North on that particular day. The request is rather vague, but my presence is required several miles from here. Unfortunately, I may not be able to attend the grand feast. In fact, I have something to attend to the day before.”

B kneeled down and pressed his palm to the floor. He shook his head. “I am going to wander around for a while and see if I can figure out what is going on.”

The mysterious Altmer stood up and walked out of the Hall.

Posted by: FireMaster Sep 22 2004, 05:26 PM

[OoC: try present tense...unless the events took place before the time change]

*dons ornate leather jerkin and attaches his silver rapier to the belt*

*goes downstairs to grab a bite to eat before leaving for the morning duties*

Just a jug of comberry juice and a few biscuits...with half a kwama egg.

*recieves order*

Thank you.

*gives a few dozen coin to the bartender*

[Bartender] Thank you sir.

No problem.

*eats the biscuits and eggs while sipping the juice*

*leaves*

Posted by: Carnajo Sep 22 2004, 05:27 PM

Carnajo, still beside Stalker, watched inently as the Altmer B wandered around the room, trying to listen to some of what B was saying. Carnajo also felt the strange "presence" in the hall, then again, it might have been the aftereffects of the brandy.

Edit : grammar and tense fixes.

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 22 2004, 05:28 PM

Arynel remians in the shadows, watching...

"I wonder...?" He whispers.

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 05:29 PM

As Night Comes Once Again

Darius, now clad in a blue and gold ensemble with a fetching sapphire amulet and silver bracers, forced himself not to figit as he checked over his servants one last time. "All right then; if any of you see any sign of the Prince of Madness doing anything tonight, come find me immediately, or failing that, start yelling heartily about the mutton being overcooked; that'll be our secret password for strange ongoings. Of primary importance, however, is to make sure our guests feel secure; a lot of people have come a very long way to attend this ball, and we mustn't let them feel they wasted their time only to wander into a nest of insanity ..."

Darius pointed to the mighty Harg, who had the wooden bowl strapped to his head like a demented skull cap, and who also sported a large set of fake wings from his back. "Also remember, as far as we know, Harg here must continue to wear this outfit until sunrise tomorrow to keep the Bowl of Maddening Foodstuffs from causing any more mischief; should his wings get rent at any time, IMMEDIATELY let me know, that I may re-enact the deactivation ritual."

Harg mutters "The Fist of Harg is not fond of having people jump on his back and try to drag him to the ground, especially while waving a wooden spoon about ..."

Samson sighed "Easy big guy; it's for a good cause ..."

Harg rumbled "What wench ever wanted a man with a stupid helm?"

Darius, satisfied that all was in order, said "All right everyone; stiff upper lips, try to enjoy yourselves ... GO!"

And thus did the night begin ...

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 22 2004, 05:37 PM

Arynel eyes the enormous brute, capped with a large wooden bowl and fake wings.

He can't help but laugh.

Posted by: Aki Sep 22 2004, 05:43 PM

Reichi made his way up the steps to the mansion.Having missed the previous night due to accidently knocking himself out while walking out of his room.He made sure the peace bondings on his sword's sheath were tight and patted the daedric Wakizashi.It was best it was tied...else with his luck it might fall out and stab him in the toe.Upon reaching the top of the stairs he opened the door to the main hall and strode in, hoping his bad luck tdidn't kick in.He checked his ring, the adhesive he had made was holding nicely.He bet nothing short of chopping off the finger would dislodge the ring.

Posted by: FireMaster Sep 22 2004, 05:48 PM

*Reenters the main hall*

*notices the big oafish Nord wearing the stupid costume*

And who is that guy...the big slow one with the wings and bowl...and is that a spoon he uses as a weapon?

Posted by: B Sep 22 2004, 05:52 PM

B's search was fruitless so he makes his way back to the Hall. As he enters the doorway, he surveys the room to see who is present.

The mer makes his way over to Lord Darius and bows. “I offer my sincere apologies for not being present last night. Please forgive me.”

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 05:55 PM

Darius smiles and greets B with the words "B, welcome back; think nothing of it, my good mer, think nothing of it. You saved yourself a spot of worry by doing that, in fact ..."

Harg glowers, and several other arriving guests back away in fear. Samson shoots warning glares at those who insult the noble Harg ...

Posted by: FireMaster Sep 22 2004, 05:56 PM

*steps back slightly*

[muttering] Obviously, appearances are quite decieving...

Posted by: B Sep 22 2004, 05:57 PM

B smiles at Darius and replies, "You are too kind. Thank you for your understanding. Now then, I will allow you to greet your other guests." B bows once more, turns, and walks away.

Posted by: One87xe Sep 22 2004, 05:58 PM

*Nightfall at The Serpent in Talon Inn...at a side table sits One, eating bread and soup while sipping on what smells like Comberry Juice, being ever watched by the Daedric Seducers Ryx and Yrx...Genjii finally returns with a bag on his back and a young Ra'Gada maiden at his side, hes also wearing a rather Exquisite outfit, finely pressed and smelling of Telavanni Bug Musk*

"Genjii...glad you made it back...thats gotta be some kind of record, Cyrodiil to Sutch in under a day"

"Umm yes Master One. I have the 'items' you requested and may I present to yo-" Genjii started to say

"I know who it is Genjii thank you...and how is Azura treating you Ami?"

"Rather blessed if I do say so" said Ami "...and I see your doing well for yourself Master One...or should I just call you Bob" Ami said while trying to control her outburst of laughter

"I see you still have your questionable sense of humor"

"Oh I'm just joking ya big baby" replied Ami with a crooked grin "I think you'll like 'items'...it took most of the day to enchant them"

"So be it...you will accompany me tonight won't you?"

"Wouldn't miss it for Nirn" she said most calmly "I do have time to change, dont I?" she went on "perhaps a bath?"

"Of course, of course...Ryx,Yrx help her"

*Ami and the Seducers leave towards the upstairs room One has...Ami waves slightly to Genjii as she departs*

"I take it your ready for this Genjii?"

"Of course Master One" Genjii said "shouldn't we be going? Most of the guests are already on their way back"

"We'll wait for Ami...she shouldn't be too long"

*One takes a drink of his juice, realizing its empty he sets the mug off to the side and takes another bite of the bread*

"You should eat before we go Genjii...I dont know what kind of spell was on that food, but it must be most harmful"

"Err- yes Master One" Genjii replied

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 22 2004, 06:00 PM

Arynel reaches into trouser pocket and pulls out an equisit ring which eminates a soft glowing light. Holding it up in the air he gazes at it. Shaking his head from side to side, he returns it to his pocket.

Posted by: FireMaster Sep 22 2004, 06:02 PM

Best I acquaint myself with the host.

*walks over to Darius*

I recieved your invitation...but I don't believe we have been introduced.

Posted by: Aki Sep 22 2004, 06:05 PM

Reichi watches the large Nord with his fake wing and bowl-helmet.He must be the bouncer he heard of.Reichi turned towards the table of food and grabed some Nix-hound meat.

Posted by: B Sep 22 2004, 06:05 PM

B is starting to feel hungry, but he wonders if he should have anything to eat. Out of the corner of his eye, he notices the Breton take out a ring and then return it to his pocket.

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 22 2004, 06:07 PM

Arynel walks up to Reichi.

"That's a strange way to wear a ring."

Posted by: Solin Sep 22 2004, 06:10 PM

Having re-entered the hall earlier Solin lounges in a corner of the dancing hall, taking a sip from a goblet in one hand while turning the pages of the book he is reading with the other.

Noticing the ball once again starting to liven up, Solin rests the book on a nearby shelf. Having attempted and missed greeting his gracious host the previous evening the Dunmer makes his way towards Darius determined to introduce himself properly to the lord.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 22 2004, 06:11 PM

Six nights, she mused. I have clothes for nights two and three, but what shall I wear after that? She would have to go shopping soon.

Her dress this evening was golden, her slippers golden, and her hair entwined with golden wire. At this very moment she had her long pendant sleeves tied together in a knot behind her back as she investigated the kitchen. Apart from a typically Imperial overuse of spices, she saw no sins being committed.

He never does the same trick twice. Or... well, maybe he does. I shouldn't try to outguess him. That way really does lie madness.

She untied her sleeves, smoothed her dress, and swept into the Hall from the servant's entrance. There was that bowl. Harg certainly looked like a madman with it on his head. She resolved to find Darius and discuss his household arrangements before the end of another night. Not that the man looked capable of any grand plot to trap them all here and drive them mad. He probably was what he seemed... a clever fellow with an ambition to throw an interesting party.

She needed someone with more knowledge than herself.

"Master B... could I have a word with you?"

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 06:11 PM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Sep 22 2004, 06:12 PM)

Best I acquaint myself with the host.

*walks over to Darius*

I recieved your invitation...but I don't believe we have been introduced.

Darius smiles as he sees his new guest show, and he says in cultured tones "Helo, a pleasure to meet you; I am Lord Darius Practus, and at your service ..."

Turning to Solin, Darius flashes a winning smile. "Hello there, good sir; a pleasure to be in such good company ..."

Harg tries to blend into the background. His utter failure to do so is so ocmplete that you almost want to pretend he isn't there just to avoid seeing such a failure at stealth in action.

Posted by: B Sep 22 2004, 06:14 PM

B turns and faces the lovely Allerleirauh. "What can I do for you?"

Posted by: swrdphantom Sep 22 2004, 06:14 PM

Methiris left early the night before because he was tired from his journey. After a good nights rest, he returns again and sees Darius talking with an Altmer, and decides that this is the best time to speak with him.
"Ah, Lord Darius, I finally see an oportunity to properly introduce myself," he says with deep bow. "I am Methiris, a bard by trade, but always searching for something... more meaningful.
"I am sorry that I left early last night, so I missed some of the,.. excitement that I've heard tale of. I was exhausted from my travels here, but now I am well rested and ready for another night of fun, feasting, and meriment.
"I must also commend you on your band, very excellent.
"Now if you'll excuse me, I'll leave you to your other guests and make my way around this evenings guests."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 22 2004, 06:21 PM

Allerleirauh dropped the Altmer a deep courtesy, and explained the events of the night before. "I know that I looked over that table when the bowl was placed there. I suspected something at the time, because the rhyme seemed eerily familiar, so I didn't eat. And later... well, let's just say that the soup which appeared on the table had strong associations for me. Whatever placed it there knew my mind quite well. Can... he do such things, without an accomplice in the Hall? I feel certain last night was only the first sign of more to come."

Posted by: B Sep 22 2004, 06:33 PM

B listened as Allerleirauh spoke. The gold from her dress caught the light from above. When she had finished, he placed his hand on her shoulder. Leaning in closely, he spoke, "I cannot say for sure what the Mad God is capable of doing. It is possible that he can work without an accomplice, but my instincts tell me that he might have had a little help last night." B glanced around the room and then continued. "He is certainly capable of reading some of our thoughts—even the most sane of us. Strong emotions are worn like pieces of clothing. Our fond memories could be turned against us. I think it’s best if we keep our eyes open."

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 22 2004, 06:35 PM

Arynel can't help but overhear, and be captivated by, the words of the Altmer B. He reaches towards his pocket, then shakes his head and returns his hand to its resting position.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 22 2004, 06:40 PM

She smiled. "I feel better for having told you. Part of me wants to run away... direct confrontations are easier to handle than this sort of thing. Of all the daedra, I fear him most. But those who dare, win, yes? Do you dance, my friend?"

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 06:41 PM

Darius can be heard reassuring various guests that everything is quite all right, perfectly all right. People are starting to dance, albiet with a certain ... hesitation that was lacking yesterday.

Harg has managed to find a spot where he can glower to his heart's content.

Elaine and Melanus are scurrying around, keeping tabs on things.

The angular features of Dimitrius flash by now and again, as he talks to random guests.

Posted by: B Sep 22 2004, 06:50 PM

Taking Allerleirauh by the hand, the two of them begin to dance. As they make their way around the dance floor, B continues the conversation. “First off, let me say that I am sorry for running out on you last night. I was overcome with exhaustion. That fact is a mystery to me. I have a feeling that the Mad One may have had something to do with it. Secondly, I must say that you look absolutely radiant tonight.”

The two continue to dance for several minutes. The blissful silence is broken as B begins to speak, “I must confess that I, too, fear him. We have seen what he is capable of doing, and neither one of us want to see it repeated.”

Posted by: Aki Sep 22 2004, 06:51 PM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Sep 22 2004, 06:17 PM)

Arynel walks up to Reichi.

"That's a strange way to wear a ring."

"Uh..well you wouldn't want to see me by night without it."Reichi said turning towards Arynel grinning."At least a night when one of...er..nevermind.."Reichi caught himself.He had almost mentioned the moons, what he said before was already too big of a hint.Finishing the sentence would get him killed.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 22 2004, 07:00 PM

Allerleirauh accepted the compliment with what she hoped was a modest smile, feeling her heartbeat increase. Is he flirting? Do I even remember how to flirt?

This was what she had missed by running away as a young girl, this world of twinkling lights and brilliant garments. In return, she had gained... well, she had gained the right to talk to him as an equal, about matters of weight, and that was surely something. And now she had the best of both worlds. Suddenly her heart was light, and she found she didn't regret her decision to come to the Ball. She let him steer her to the food, as the dance finished.

"I remember," she said. "Has anyone spoken to Nael? How is his recovery?"

(ooc: I really am going to go get food! back soon, I hope!)

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 22 2004, 07:01 PM

"I see." Arynel says smiling at Reichi.

The Breton turns and begins walking toward the refreshment table, smiling.

Posted by: Ash_Sage825 Sep 22 2004, 07:04 PM

Appearing to have awoken from his slump, Mavendas exits from the dance hall and begins perusing the outer grounds again, he notices the bittergreen plants and laughs haughtily. He speaks,

"Maybe I did drink a little too much last night."

He laughs again and continues walking around the gardens admiring the flowers that he hadn't seen in a long while, he occasinally stops to admire some flowers and writes in a black leather-bound book sketching their images and writing their discriptions, thoughts for his next publication.

Posted by: One87xe Sep 22 2004, 07:05 PM

*One Eiht-Seven finally arrives...although much earlier than last night...the Daedric Seducers walk with him as far as the door, both seem puzzled as to where the Guard Attrebus has gone...One takes the Daedric Staff he is carrying and hands it to Ryx (Rix)...peace bonds the Katana he has across his back and orders Genjii to leave his Warhammer with Yrx (Erks)...the Ra'Gada female Ami takes off her cape, also leaving it with Ryx...Ami is wearing a dress which you assume must have been purchased at the Exotic Boutique in Vos, due to the large slit that runs from her knee to her thigh...One is dressed in a Bluish-Grey-Black robe with unknown markings on it, while several rings adorn his fingers he now also has an Amulet thats briming with enchantment...Genjii has repressed his Exquisite clothes and now wears 2 Ebony Gauntlets of unknown enchantment...although the bluish hue coming off of them conjures up visions of Restoration spells...Ami's Amulet draw much unwanted attention to her chest area which causes a sinister grin across her face...One, Genjii, and Ami make their way through the double doors and into the festivities...One quickly glances towards the corner where the "table" was last night and another towards where the mysterious Limit was...*

"I wonder what happened to him?...I never even got the chance to introduce myself...perhaps later"

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 07:08 PM

QUOTE(Ash_Sage825 @ Sep 22 2004, 07:14 PM)

Mavendas finds he is not alone in the garden; the blond-haired Nord woman Loranna is quietly gazing at plants, clad in a light red gown this evening and a gold tiara.

She turns and gives him a small, lazy smile, her emerald green eyes glinting impishly. "Good evening," she says, her tone confident and almost inviting. "Come to admire the peacefulness of the night as well?"

Posted by: Solin Sep 22 2004, 07:10 PM

Solin smiled, having introduced himself Darius he made his back towards the dance floor giving a smile here and there stopping to chat with another guest. He was beginning to wear thin of listening to common court gossip. Hopefully he would find someone interesting to mingle with near the floor.

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 22 2004, 07:13 PM

A piece of cromberry pie rises from the table and floats through the air at last finishing its journey in Arynel's hands. The Breton begins munching on the tasty treat.

Posted by: Ash_Sage825 Sep 22 2004, 07:17 PM

Mavendas realizing that he is not alone bows to the beatiful Nord woman and speaks,

"Good evening milady, yes the night always seems to offer comfort to me. I occasionally spend nights on my boat looking at the stars admiring their beauty, a beauty that you rival."

Posted by: Celezar Sep 22 2004, 07:20 PM

*bursts through the entrance wild eyed and gasping for air*
Oh I am terribly sorry! Indeed I am! How late I grew each passing day. I am quite sorry there was a ruin with quite intriguing architecture I could not deny, please forgive an old Bosmer!

Posted by: Aki Sep 22 2004, 07:20 PM

Crap! Reichi thought as the Breton walked of smiling.He knew, he had to knw, why else would he smile?No matter.Well hopefully it was no matter.Reichi shoke himself out of his daze and poured himself a glass of Brandy.He took a big swig of it to calm himself.I won't have hunts on me until the balls over at the least...unless he slips out....

Posted by: One87xe Sep 22 2004, 07:21 PM

*whispering*

"Master One" Ami asked

"Yes Ami"

"There are far more people here than you had said...perhaps we should retire to a side room for awhile" she went on

"I must introduce myself to Darius first...Genjii take this to the table over there"

*hands Genjii a bottle of Ancient Dagoth Brandy...Genjii proceeds towards the table where the refreshments are*

"I must say Master, I'm feeling quite shy all of a sudden" Ami said

"Ami please...just calm down. I'll be most happy to dance or sing or whatever you want to do after I've met Darius"

"Very well...Bob" she smirked

"Enough with that, it becomes annoying rather quickly"

"isn't that Darius over there?" Ami questioned

"its hard to say Ami...after last nights events I'm not so sure anymore...as both the food and drink were tainted"

"Then its good I ate before we came hmmm?" she smiled as she said it

"Err-yeah..."

*Ami and One proceed towards Darius' location*

Posted by: Loranna Sep 22 2004, 07:22 PM

QUOTE(Ash_Sage825 @ Sep 22 2004, 07:27 PM)

Loranna smiles again, saying "Why thank you; that was sweet of you to say."

Brushing a stray lock of hair from out of her eyes, she murmurs "The stars are lovely, as is this night ..." Looking at Mavendas she says " ... My charming escort is currently indisposed; perhaps you would like to dance?"

Darius, meanwhile, sips some brandy and looks up to see people coming to meet him. Flashing a smile, he greets the Bosmer and One. "Hello, hello and well met! Thank you so much for coming to our humble little Tales and Tallows celebration; I trust you both are finding everything to your satisifaction?"

Posted by: B Sep 22 2004, 07:22 PM

B looked Allerleirauh in the eyes. "It is as I said: Strong emotions are worn like pieces of clothing." And with that, B could sense what she was thinking.

The two stopped dancing, and he watched her head over to the food table. He followed and began to eat cautiously. "No, I haven’t heard anything about Nael. I hope he has recovered fully. But I do not know if anyone is quite the same after being touched by Sheogorath."

B looks around the room for anything. . . out of the ordinary.

Posted by: One87xe Sep 22 2004, 07:27 PM

"Master One?" Ami questioned "was that slice of pie just levitating?"

"Wouldn't surprise me in the least...Hello Darius, quite the affair your having...if you'll excuse us"

*having reached the table Genjii sets down the Dagoth Brandy and overlooks the one called Reichi, apparently startled by something*

"Hello good sir, my name is Genjii...personel of Master Ansei One Eiht-Seven...may I ask your name?"

Posted by: Aki Sep 22 2004, 07:32 PM

Reichi turned to the person who had adressed him."Oh..hello, My name is Reichi, nice to meet you Genjii."

Posted by: Chiaroscuro Sep 22 2004, 07:34 PM

Chiaro enters the Great Hall amazed at the number of people already gathered. Catching the attention of the Fist of Harg at the entrace she askes his to relate the events of the night before, for having left early due to a pressing appointment she was unable to remain and enjoy the festivities.

"Well," the stunning Redguard said sadly, "it's a shame I missed out on so much. And I only had one dance, too."

So, clad in a deep sapphire gown with silver slashes in both sleeve and skirt, she looks around at the other guests, many of whom look to have overdone it the night before. Others, however, are peering at everything with an investigatory manner and there appears to be a fair amount of quiet conversations taking place.

As is it still early in the evening, Chiaro takes a turn in the gardens, enjoying the fragrance of the various alchemical plants surrounding her. It's such a shame I never got into alchemy, she thinks to herself. She can still enjoy the quiet of the gardens and the evening air.

Posted by: Ash_Sage825 Sep 22 2004, 07:34 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Sep 22 2004, 07:32 PM)

Mavendas is taken aback by this proposal and almost blushes after hearing it. After regaining his composure he speaks.

"Milady it would be an honor."

Posted by: One87xe Sep 22 2004, 07:34 PM

QUOTE(Aki @ Sep 22 2004, 04:42 PM)

Reichi turned to the person who had adressed him."Oh..hello, My name is Reichi, nice to meet you Genjii."

*Genjii notices the strange ring on Reichi's finger*

"what manner of ring is that?" Genjii thought

Posted by: Telemachus Sep 22 2004, 07:35 PM

Having spent the night on a lumpy divan, Nira Orethi's muscles groaned as she stretched to tie her boots. She was glad she thought to bring them, as those terribly fashionable shoes from the night before had been a few sizes too small. The alchemist rose to her feet, adjusted her bodice, and trudged toward the dance hall.

Upon arriving, Nira glanced about the room. Most of the Darius' guests seemed to have had weathered the previous evening well. The well-dressed and wealthy of Tamriel stood chatting near the refreshments, or cleaving stately paths across the large dance floor. She scanned the room for someone to talk to, finally deciding on a well-dressed figure who seemed to be searching for someone to talk to. Nira clomped up and introduced herself.

"Good evening, Serjo. I am Orethi Nira, Scholar of Vvardenfel. If I'm not mistaken, your name was Solin, yes? You seem unaffected by the affectations of Lord Practus' guests. Perhaps you and I could think of some way to liven up these proceedings?" She produced a handful of alchemelical ingredients and a sly grin. "I could spike the punch..."

Nira had completely forgotten her resolution to behave.

Posted by: Attrebus Sep 22 2004, 07:36 PM

This thread is over the limit. Feel free to start a new one.

Edit: Here's the new one:
http://www.elderscrolls.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=8818