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Post by GravityEmblem on Mar 10, 2021 7:22:37 GMT -8
"While she does not personally oversee any guilds, the Foccu Merchant's Association is stationed in Cryfold. It would be simple for her to plant another upstart negotiator into the leadership of the guild." She takes another swig of wine. "She will be attending, of course. I believe that she may be more useful to us if she does not know we are onto her. An unwitting source of information, so to speak."
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Post by stanleyindraven on Mar 10, 2021 7:58:57 GMT -8
"Well, I can easily interject myself into a ball without anyone raising suspicions. As for the rest of you, I am sure you will be fine," Aaron seems confident as he leans back in a chair.
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Post by Daos on Mar 10, 2021 16:52:06 GMT -8
"My own experiences with nobility is fairly limited," Daos admits. "I've only met with nobles twice. Both were quite brief, and the second one ended in an assassination attempt. But I'll do what I can to help."
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Post by GravityEmblem on Mar 10, 2021 17:16:08 GMT -8
"I trust you will all do fine. Now, shall we get to breakfast?" she says, gesturing for the party to follow.
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Post by Igordragonian on Mar 10, 2021 22:20:17 GMT -8
Qurrak is a silent giant type. He is a big minotaur, carrying pair of long shields. Yesterday he just nodded in akclodknowment of the others.
This morning he look horrified. "Ball...? I am not ready to dual so many people!' Then he fold his ears. "Sorry. It.. was not my place to say that.'
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Post by GravityEmblem on Mar 11, 2021 5:31:07 GMT -8
"Now, now, if all goes well, no dueling will be necessary," Miss Serpentine reassures.
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Post by Zalphier on Mar 11, 2021 10:58:25 GMT -8
Atrel let's out a reluctant sigh, but then forces the worry off his face. "Well with these votes of confidence, how could we not," Atrel asked rhetorically. "But before any of that, breakfast sounds great. Let's go," he insisted stepping up towards Miss Serpentine. "So how long do we have to prepare for this ball?" he asked along the way.
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Post by Daos on Mar 11, 2021 15:59:55 GMT -8
Daos accompanies them to breakfast. He has a number of additional questions to ask, and that seems as good a time as any.
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Post by Incendax on Mar 11, 2021 21:09:51 GMT -8
At the very mention of breakfast, Merry's stomach begins to grumble for attention. He glances around like he has no clue what that was, then offers Serpentine a warm smile.
"Breakfast sounds wonderful. I am at your disposal, to dispose of whatever delicious food you have on offer."
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Post by GravityEmblem on Mar 12, 2021 13:22:50 GMT -8
Miss Serpentine leads the five to the dining hall, where a breakfast (appropriately) fit for a king sits on a long table. Besides King Leopold, who somehow seems shorter and fatter without his throne, there are three other people sitting at the table. Two are young women, and one is a teenager. They all share the king's nut-brown hair, and two wear tiaras. One is taller than the others, and wears a flowing red gown, with hair flowing down to her shoulders. One is clad in leather armor, and clearly doesn't want to be here. Her hair is short and roughly cut. The teenager wears large spectacles and a blue robes, and her face is littered with freckles.
"Ah, Selena!" the tallest says. "These are the adventurers you mentioned?"
"Indeed, Typhania," Miss Serpentine says, taking the seat next to the king. A glass of what appears to be vodka sits at her spot. "This is Princess Typhania, heir to Foccu. That's Princess Meine, and Princess Forblaith."
"Hello! I'm Forblaith!" the teenager says. Meine rolls her eyes.
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Post by Daos on Mar 12, 2021 14:31:16 GMT -8
"A pleasure to make your acquaintances, your highnesses," Daos says with a formal bow. He hadn't expected to be having breakfast with three princesses. Then again, he hadn't expected a lot of what had happened over the past day, so perhaps he should become more accustomed to the unexpected happening. "I am Daos Soulstaff."
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Post by GravityEmblem on Mar 12, 2021 14:49:24 GMT -8
"Ooh, are you a wizard? That sounds like a wizardy name!" Forblaith says. Meine scoffs.
"That's ridiculous. Your last name has nothing to do with wizarding," she says.
"Well, he's wearing a wizard's robe," Typhania points out.
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Post by Daos on Mar 12, 2021 20:52:13 GMT -8
"I am a wizard," Daos confirms. "Although my family name was created by my grandfather, who was also a powerful wizard. My father, however, knew nothing of magic at all. So I imagine he was often confused for a wizard because of his name."
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Post by Incendax on Mar 12, 2021 21:05:43 GMT -8
Merry does his best to hide a shock of surprise at sharing breakfast with the King and three princesses. It never even occurred to him that he would have this opportunity! So, he puts on a smile even more cheerful looking than the one he put on after getting out of bed, and does a bow before the four of them. It's not the most graceful thing, since he doesn't have an ounce of training in proper etiquette, but he makes up for it in raw sincerity. Or so he hopes.
"Oh! It's... an honor to meet you Princess Typhania, Princess Meine, and Forblaith. I am.. Merry Folk, public representative of The Many Arms, and very eager to prove my worth to Foccu and its people. Now I feel completely underdressed." The latter he adds with considerably abashedness.
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Post by GravityEmblem on Mar 13, 2021 6:54:29 GMT -8
"It's a pleasure!" Forblaith says. "Though you don't look very--oh, right, a metaphor! I get it now."
The king raises an eyebrow. "The 'Many Arms?' I've not heard of them."
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