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#Post#: 1775--------------------------------------------------
Re: *RoC* CHPT 1.8 - The Finale
By: guest2 Date: September 25, 2020, 5:40 pm
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Melrose Meghan
Vianacelli Home, Alessandria, Marieve
With Konsole Hawe
Melrose was reading over contracts and newspaper postings about
the recent Debate. He had found a strange favor towards Lady
Valda from the people.. something that he didn't quite expect.
Was it perhaps her ties to the Nomadic Warriors? He didn't quite
know and as such found this peculiar. He had known that Lord
Hythian had the entitlement of fealty from both the Whitheres
and Whetherford houses.. and Lady Brighteye had the Church of
Amon on her side; both powerful influences. Had Lady Valda,
indeed, gained the following of the masses? He hummed before he
glanced up to Konsole who was also curiously reading the
newspapers laid out in front of him. He smiled under his mask,
and enjoyed the genuine curiosity offered by the male. But, he
did recall back to the Debate.. oh, the influences of Lord
Waymaker. His brows creased under his mask and he cleared his
throat; Hawe glancing to the male.
"I see you've caught the attention of a peculiar raven.." He
asked, while Konsole raised an eyebrow before his gears began to
turn.. then he seemed to nearly wildly blush. He scratched the
back of his head, glancing back down at the newspaper in front
of him. "Do not feel ashamed, Lord Hawe. I care not for who your
affections are toward.. but be weary of this peculiar raven."
With that the carriage the two were onboard had paused, and
Konsole cleared his throat before hopping out and holding the
door open for Melrose. He nodded, before he lead the two to the
front doors of the Vianacelli home.. Konsole's eyes were
wandering while he idly help a folded up newspaper with him.
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Re: *RoC* CHPT 1.8 - The Finale
By: unknownmercury Date: September 30, 2020, 12:58 pm
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Septimus Vianacelli
Vianacelli Manor, Alessandria, Marieve
Accompanying Asena Valda
Septimus smiled fondly at Asena. Whatever happened, whatever
came next, Septimus would be content. Asena would be by his
side. If she lost the election, she would have still stepped
onto the political scene, and she and Septimus would work to
reform things from the bottom. It would be a slower process, but
they could manage it together.
The door opened, and Septimus' head snapped around to view
Lorenz and Lalasa entering the room. "News?" he asked simply.
Lorenz passed over and envelope, carefully folded and closed
with the Truce's emblem. "This is it, dear. Do you want me to
read it aloud?"
Gabrielle Brighteye
High Spirits Sauna, Upper Marieve
Accompanying Thorin Maximoff
Gabby shifted as Thorin went to fetch drinks. Any moment now,
Eudithe or Eir would come into the room with the envelope
announcing the next winner of the election. Gabby's heart was
pounding hard enough that her vision throbbed. Her stomach tied
itself in knots. If she didn't win, what would happen? The
church would be shamed, they would look down upon her, maybe
even cast her out for disgracing their name.
The thought nearly sent her into a panic. She had given her life
to the church, she was going to be the next Flame. That couldn't
all fall apart... could it?
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Re: *RoC* CHPT 1.8 - The Finale
By: DolittleMax Date: September 30, 2020, 5:50 pm
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Malachi Galanthius Hythia
Location: His Private Estate, Alessandria, Marieve
Accompanying: Nesryn Zoya, whoever else is left in his party...
There was the sound of purposeful steps and Luna’s
handmaid entered the room with a letter in her hand. With no
sound or words at all, she held it out for him to take. Hastily
he grabbed it and reached for the knife beside him that he had
been using to cut fruit. Sliding the blade along the seal, he
opened the envelope and took the letter to read. His expression
was pensive and he stared at it for a long while. Nesryn had
moved to a point where she could see the letter but not be
obvious that she was also reading it.
He was not elected.
The knife he was holding was stabbed into the chair side table
with such force that the blade could be seen peeking out of the
bottom of the table top. He let out a noise of rage and stood,
scrunching the letter with his magis and throwing it to the
fire.
“Damn that stupid sl*t! Damn them all-“
Nesryn took this as a perfect point to leave.
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Thorin Maximoff
Location: Sauna
Accompanying: Gabby Baby~ ([member=3]unknownmercury[/member])
When Thorin returned, he held the tray of drinks and handed the
stronger one to the nervous Gabby. He brushed some of her hair
over her shoulder and gave her a steady look.
“Remember, if you do not win, you can win in other
ways...”
The reminder was perhaps on the sinister side but Thorin was a
sinister man when his loved ones were upset. He was fully
prepared to... ensure there was an ‘opening’ in the
Truce for Gabby.
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Farren Levit Waymaker
Location: The Viancelli Estate
Accompanying: Asena Valda, Septimus Viancelli, Melrose Meghan,
Konsol ??? and Aidene Lars
Farren happened to enter the Estate and wander to the dining
room where the pair were having a tender moment. And odd stab of
some dark emotion pulsed through him but he ignored it. He was
about to greet them when there was a knock on the door, Farren
spoke from the door way.
“I’ll get that”
As he walked, he could see through the window that Konsol and
Melrose were at the door and a carriage had just pulled up and
Aidene Lars exited with a large basket. He moved to open the
door, seeing Konsol first he gave him an alluring grin and a
wink before stepping aside for them to enter. He eyed Aidene as
she walked with her usual stride to the doorway and simply past
him as if he were some servant.
“Oh... Hello Farren” she managed over her shoulder
before she went off down the hall. Farren gestured for the other
men to follow him and they all gathered in the dining room.
There was tense energy as Septimus offered to read the letter
for her. Aidene watched eagerly, though eyeing Asena oddly and
Farren was Aidene, eyeing her basket oddly.
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Re: *RoC* CHPT 1.8 - The Finale
By: Kimcora Date: October 1, 2020, 4:37 pm
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Asena Valda
Location: Vianacelli Home, Alessandria, Marieve
Accompanying: Septimus Vianacelli
As if speaking it into existence, the fateful moment cane faster
than Asena realized. Although a part of her was nervous for the
results, a majority of her was swept in excitement as the
expensive looking envelope found its way into Septimus’s hands.
Unable to contain that energy buzzing within her, Asena rose and
paced to Septimus’s side to get a look while he read. She almost
forgot that she had invited the others there to share in the
good or somber news with her. It had been so long since they
were all in one room together again. They should get to see the
occasion through together like they did so many months ago.
Elissac had already arrived, but had been consuming breakfast in
the kitchen that the servants offered him. He wasn’t a man for
words and sentiment, but she did appreciate seeing him there. He
was the first person outside of Melrose that she met that day in
the tavern. She counted him as an ally and a friend, even if it
was for the sole purpose that they had a mutually agreed upon
‘draw’ they needed to rectify one day.
A bit of nostalgia welled within her as none other than Farren
snuck his way in, announcing his presence with a clipped
statement about getting the others. He was also one of the
first she met and held a different place in her mind and heart.
While she cared for the calculating and cold man, she still felt
guilt sneaking into her mind at the things they agreed would
remain between them. He wouldn’t want that guilt nor more
apologies. So she simply smiled at him softly and nodded in
thanks. He wasn’t one for sentiment either, so she refrained
from going to greet him more exuberantly.
Instead, Asena let her hand grace Septimus’s shoulder and gave
him a small sigh. “I think we should hold off for the others. As
tempting as it is to just tear it open and get it over with, I
don’t want to rob them of news either. Besides,” She said before
leaning down and giving him a kiss that interrupted her
statement, “later we can celebrate. Just the two of us.”
By the time Melrose and Konsole made it into the room, Asena
looked much like a child at a family reunion. She hurried over
to Melrose and gave him a hug, feeling as though she hadn’t seen
him in ages. “Finally you’re here. Fashionably late I see?” She
pulled away with a teasing grin, knowing it was the Alessandrian
way to keep your adoring public waiting. With that her gaze did
pass to Konsole, who she didn’t know too well but he was at
least seemed like a sweet man. “And I’m glad you stuck around
Konsole. I hope I haven’t made things too busy for you.” She was
mid giving a small chuckle when she saw a familiar face enter
with a peculiar basket in hand.
“Aidene?” Asena’s surprise was clearly painted on her face as
she left he Uncle’s side and went toward her. “I’m so glad
you’re okay! You just kind of vanished and I thought maybe your
injuries had you out of commission for a while.” She said, even
if she was unsure of the answer she would receive.
However, Asena seemed to realize she was getting sidetracked and
a quick “oh!” escaped her lips. “You all made it just in time!
The letter with the decision just came in. I wanted to wait for
you all to be here for it.” She felt the sentimental emotions
rising in her, almost making the warrior get misty eyed. But she
held the sniffles at bay and simply gave them a grateful smile.
“All of our hard work is finally coming to a close. And I
couldn’t thank you all more for everything you gave to my
campaign. I consider you all my closest allies and friends. So
no matter the decision today, know I’m always here for all of
you and...” She felt her voice tremble slightly, but she got it
together with a quick inhale, even if her eyes did get slightly
misty. Damn it! She almost made it through a talk without
getting sappy. “I’m grateful to have all of you here today.”
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Eir’Asa Aluanas
Location: Sauna, Alessandria, Marieve
Accompanying: Gabrielle Brighteye, Thorin Maximoff
Eir made it to the Sauna in good time due to the streets being
clear for observance of the election. In his hands were the
results of month of hard work and dedication to the future of
Liphilius. While most the elite saw the election as a political
rivalry and something to gossip about, this time the whole of
Alessandria was watching on bated breath to see which of the 3
promising candidates would win. Even through all their ups and
downs, Eir still hoped Gabrielle would be the one to be elected.
While the death of his coworker had been...unfortunate, the man
was a spy and jeopardized her campaign with slander. Besides, he
wholly placed the violence on Eudithe’s shoulders as Lady
Gabrielle was capable, but didn’t seem one to run to violence
when her words were much sharper.
Either way, Damon has swiftly been replaced by a new man, this
Thorinn, who reminded Eir of a snake. And that was quite the
comparison coming from a man who turned into a dragon. He didn’t
trust the man, found him conniving and manipulative. Not to
mention he seemed to distract Gabrielle on occasion. However,
Eir sucked up his prejudice against the smooth talking man. Only
due to the fact he made Lady Gabrielle happy. She seemed so much
more calm with him near and she was able to soften around
someone. For a young woman, she had built mighty walls and had
to be so resilient. It was nice to see her show even a shred of
vulnerability with someone.
He gave the frame of the door a knock before entering the room
with a bowed head. “Lady Brighteye. Sir Maximoff.” He stated
before raising his head and flashing the sealed envelope to her.
“The results are in. Would you like to do the honors, my lady?”
He asked, since Gabrielle was hardly the wilting flower but
looked nervous. He had no qualms about reading the results for
her, but would refrain if she wanted to be the first to lay her
eyes on them.
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Re: *RoC* CHPT 1.8 - The Finale
By: guest2 Date: October 1, 2020, 5:03 pm
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Melrose Meghan
Vianacelli Home, Alessandria, Marieve
With Valda Campaign
With a subtle grown under his mask did he pass through the
door-frame come the witness of Waymaker at the door answering.
Hawe had been looking away, intensely blushing once Waymaker
offered his typical leer in his direction.. obviously he had
noted how Hawe had enamored the man; and was struggling to hide
it. Once the two had arrived to where Lady Valda was, Meghan
nearly wrapped both hands under his sleeves behind his back to
prepare for the result of the election.. though he was
interrupted once Lady Valda jumped forward to hug him to which
he gave an audible "Oof!" and stared down at the girl. Had she
no boundaries?! He sighed, however... and patted her shoulders
in return. He wasn't.. one for hugging, after-all. Though he did
giggle once she mentioned how he was fashionably late.
He straightened his robes and cleared his throat once she let
him go.. though he did find himself idly grinning once she did
pull away. He did admit he enjoyed the appraisal from the girl.
She did mean much to him, even if he was stubborn to admit it.
Konsole was quiet until he was spoken to, to which he smiled
underneath his mask and bowed to the woman.. oh, how kind and
considerate she was. Though he was admittedly still a little
wary on the girl. She was a gentlemancer from what he saw and
had his doubts and suspicions. But from what had taken place at
the debate, his views had softened on the woman..
Now here they were. Gathered about Lady Valda to hear the
results. Admittedly Meghan was confident they were in good
league. Lady Brighteye was not a woman of the people but of the
church, while Lord Hythian was neither a man of the people or
church but the government.. arguably the Phonaxian government,
in his opinion. After-all, his fresh-faced adviser was
Phonaxian, herself. Not that many Alessandrians particularly
cared given the city they were in, after-all.
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Priscilla Aethyra
Alessandria, Marieve: Hythian Estate
With Nesyrn Zoya, Freida Vawne de Whitheres, Damien Malneux +
Malachi Gelathius Hythian
Aethyra was examining the newspaper.. she had recently been
hired underneath Lord Hythian as his adviser under the cautious
eye of Lord Malneux. After-all, his decadence would need a
well-established adviser by his side. Aethyra was a decisively
manipulative woman who was quite capable. After-all, paperwork
was, indeed, the polyglots' strong suit.
She had been idly chatting with Lady Whitheres and Lord Malneux
while the two were examining paperwork and anxiously awaiting
Lord Hythian to unwrap his letter to which they both had
expected his win.. though they surely were just as surprised
when they heard an audible and frustrated sound of frustration
from the man. The trio exchange glances with one another, before
shooting up and running to his office. Aethyra had noticed Lady
Zoya idly walk by.. and was tempted to stop and ask; yet she had
noticed Lady Whitheres bluntly ignore the woman, and Lord
Malneux had ran just ahead of her. She raised an eyebrow at the
thought before continuing into the office to which Lady
Whitheres had stopped, yet Aethyra had pressed forward to his
desk.
"Lord Hythian?!" She, with a loud voice, spoke. Hythian was
staring at the note, red-faced.. obviously he hadn't won, but
this did not intimidate Aethyra nor Lady Whitheres; who had
stepped forward then past Aethyra before curtseying, then
glancing at the man of prowess with a grin.
"Do not fret, Lord Hythian." She glanced over her shoulder then
once more to the man who shot an irritated glance their
direction. She grinned, before stepping forward once more; right
in front of his desk and pulling up a chair. She gracefully
sat.. "There is one advantage you still have that Lady Brat does
not have.. and one we will intend to initiate use of. My dearest
friend Calliope, after-all, and your new trusted adviser had a
plan in-case this would result.." She then glanced at Lord
Malneux who also pulled up a seat, nodding at Lady Whitheres as
the two glanced up at Lord Hythian. She crossed her leg, and sat
back. "Do not forget Lord Malneux, either.. for his prestige
knows few bounds."
With that, Aethyra stepped forward before curtseying once more
and nervously speaking.. albeit feigned. "Y-yes.. do not fret,
Lord Hythian. For you will still shine for the Phonaxian
radiance you are."
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Eudithe d'Elphine
Alessandria, Marieve: High Spirits Suana
With Diviners Vanessa & Garfallia + Brighteye Candidacy
With a cocky grin did Elphine hold the letter of Her
Excellence's assured victory. With force will Lady Brighteye
reach the far corners of Erudi, and punish all those who did not
wish to bend to her will. She was blessed under the goddess
referred to as Embra, after-all. As she had arrived, she
instructed both Vanessa and Garfallia to undress into their
robes; as per requested by Lady Brighteye. The three then
entered the sauna itself.. and Elphine scanned the room. She had
only seen Lord Aluanas and Lord Maximoff. Not that she cared too
much for the new addition of Lord Maximoff. She had poor Lady
Brighteye wrapped around his figure via his "seductive" charm as
Lady Brighteye idly cursed abut.
Both Garfallia and Vanessa silently sat.. Diviner Garfallia
scanning the room while Diviner Vanessa silently pondered her
previous actions. She had a tinge of remorse.. believing what
she had done may have not have been thoroughly justified. For
some reason, she felt.. ill as of late. She had been dreaming of
Roux lately, and their previous interactions. Why, even Lady
Delcroix had died in the blaze but.. something did not seem
quite right. Not like she could vocalize her concerns,
after-all. This was one reason she believes she was chosen since
she was effectively a mute.
Elphine bowed, before holding out the letter.
"Lady Brighteye.." She formally addressed before her letter was
taken, and Lady Eudithe remained stood in front of her.. curious
of the answer.
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Re: *RoC* CHPT 1.8 - The Finale
By: unknownmercury Date: October 2, 2020, 7:54 pm
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Septimus Vianacelli
Vianacelli Manor, Allesandria, Marieve
Accompanying the Valda Campaign Party
Once everyone had gathered, Septimus broke the seal on the
envelope and unfolded the parchment. "To the esteemed Lady Asena
Valda, we would like to offer our gratitude for your interest in
a seat on the Triangular Truce. It has been a long several
months, and our largest regret is that we can choose but one of
the three excellent candidates who ran to be a member of our
Council.
"It is with these words that we would like to offer our
sincerest congratulations to you, Lady Valda, for your triumph.
The votes have been tallied twice, and we hereby formally
welcome Lyou into your new position as Emissary of the Truce.
You will be inaugurated in one week's time following the sending
of this message, or at such a point as the two incumbent
Emissaries are able to meet to perform the ceremony.
"Sincerely... blah, blah, titles and names." Septimus looked up,
smiling widely. "Congratulations, dear. You've won."
Gabrielle Brighteye
High Spirits Sauna, Upper Marieve
Accompanying Brigheye Campaign Party
Gabrielle all but snatched the letter from Eudithe's hand and
ripped open the envelope. Her namesake blue eyes scanned the
parchment quickly. She stopped, and the brazier in the room
flared with fire, the document burst into flames. Fire flared
from her nostrils as she stood and hurled the tumbler that
Thorin had handed her at the wall to shatter.
With a roar, she turned and swept the brazier aside, letting hot
coals scatter across the floor. "I want her dead!" she bellowed.
"I don't care who does it or how, I want Asena Valda's head on a
platter!" She ignored the stares of her party members as she
stormed out of the room, fire billowing around her.
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Re: *RoC* CHPT 1.8 - The Finale
By: JLevitt99 Date: October 3, 2020, 12:15 am
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Damien Malneux
Accompanying: Malachi Hythian and co.
Damien rose, entering Malachi's office. He was red in the face,
not a good look for the nobleman. He knew the news already, it
wasn't hard to guess. Valid had the peoples hearts, just as
expected. All the gold in the Pythian coffers couldn't buy their
favor, and they both knew that. He pulled a seat, but did not
sit, choosing to stand by a window instead. Looking out across
the view, he thought, silently. The quill's guild master grew
suspicious, Waymaker was irritatingly observant, that much was
clear. He posed a threat, and the time grew close to move his
piece. Then the problem posed by her obnoxious group of
sycophants, advisors, whatever they wished to call themselves,
the purpose they served was the same. Putting hand to his
temple, he closed his eyes, experiencing a bout of pain. He
hadn't let the visions consume his sight in some time, perhaps a
mistake, but one he was comfortable making at the moment.
Malachi could not know, nor could any besides Asena. Turning
back to face his benefactor once one of the obnoxious women he
seemed incapable of living without finally shut her damned
mouth, and the incessant prattle ceased.
"If I may," he says, taking a few steps back towards the desk.
"With the outcome now clear, i would recommend we pursue other
vantages of securing a council seat for the lord Hythian. In
terms of the election, you've lost that avenue. However,
opportunities exist anywhere one cares to look.For instance, I
have it on sound authority that the senior councilman's son has
been taken hostage.at the moment, he is floundering for money to
pay a ransom. With your generosity, I'm [i]sure[i] that he could
be....persuaded, to retire early. A recommendation of your
appointment would be in order..."
He paces 'round the room, behind the ladies, but in view
"History's eyes lay upon you my lord, say the word, and i can
personally guarantee that you will sit beside Valda before the
weeks end, unless anyone else here cares to do their job, and
provide assistance and advisory to the lord?"
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Re: *RoC* CHPT 1.8 - The Finale
By: DolittleMax Date: October 3, 2020, 9:42 am
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Malachi Galanthius Hythia
Location: His Private Estate, Alessandria, Marieve
Accompanying: Nesryn Zoya, whoever else is left in his party...
Malachi’s breath was heavy with anger and his hands gripped the
armrests of his chair so tightly that his knuckles were white.
The air was still- stiller than usual -as it took most of
Malachi’s self-control not to smash everything in the room to
pieces with his magis. He cast his attention to his party
members who hurried in and his glare settled on them. The women
rushed to assure him that there was another way into the Truce
but Malachi was sick of playing games. His new advisor was
promising and Damien had proved useful, but as far as he could
see they had failed him. The Lord had lost his wife, fallen out
with his friend forever AND lost his chance at winning the title
fairly. Now he had to resort to the more underhanded ways he’d
gotten used to in Phonax and that alone felt like admitting
defeat.
Damiens suggestion made him quirk a brow as they all seemed to
be giving their ideas.
“Well? I don’t see why you’re all standing around. I don’t care
how it’s done- just do it” he snapped
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Thorin Maximoff
Location: Sauna
Accompanying: Gabby Baby~ ([member=3]unknownmercury[/member])
Thorin watched passively as Gabby read the letter, already
sending by the shift in her Magis that they had lost. As the
glass was thrown almost directly at him, he didn’t flinch as it
soared pst and hit the wall behind him. The younger lad with Eir
did flinch however and he sensed the boys magis stir the air. As
she tipped over the brazier, he simply gave a gesture of his
hand to control the heat of the embers so they didn’t set the
room ablaze. He remained quiet as she had her fit, knowing that
she would be quite finished after her outburst. Or rather, the
anger wouldn’t be so volatile, more of a dark, deep burning
anger.
Already he was beginning to plot a way for them to regain power.
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Farren Levit Waymaker
Location: The Viancelli Estate
Accompanying: Asena Valda, Septimus Viancelli, Melrose Meghan,
Konsol ??? and Aidene Lars
Farren had been sure Asena would win, so the happy glint to his
eye was more out of the reaction of their party leader. Even
Aidene allowed and excited clap and a shout of congratulations.
“Well done, Ms Valda. Or should I say Councillor Valda?”
There was an odd noise that came from the basket in the moment
of loud excitement and Farren’s nose wrinkled slightly in
distaste as Aidene reached in to pull out a swaddled bundle.
Oh... a child...
Aidene gave a gentle coo and the infant in her arms settled. At
the shocked looks she gave a chuckle “It wasn’t the injuries
that kept me away... aha...”
She rocked the child in her arms but her smile didn’t leave as
she once more turned her attention to the news at hand.
”I didn’t have a doubt!” she said to Asena, head tilting as she
looked at her with an odd smile. There was something different
about her...
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Re: *RoC* CHPT 1.8 - The Finale
By: Elissac Date: October 3, 2020, 2:34 pm
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Elissac
Location: The Viancelli Estate
Accompanying: Asena Valda, Septimus Viancelli, Melrose Meghan,
Konsol and Aidene Lars
Elissac giving a grin as the room became lively as he moves the
back of the room. When Aidene starts to cheer his attention
became drawn to her. As he was watching her a sound from the
basket, she carried in. His eyes widen as she revealed the
baby. His child, he didn't know what to do , he stood silent as
he didn't know if she wanted to reveal who the father was , the
last time he saw her was when she told him she was pregnant.
this was the first time him seeing his child due to the
elections. during the debate all he could think about was Aidene
and the child, his child. His heart melted as she settled the
baby.
As she laughs, he blushed a little and looking over at the baby
every few seconds, watching her rock the child. this was a new
and strange feeling for him. I help make the bundle of
happiness, he was bewildered and shocked nevertheless and was
just waiting for her to give him the sign to finally be able to
hold his child. but he stay patience, at This point only two
people been around him enough to know he was trying to hold
himself together , and both woman were in the room , Lady Asena
whom became in his mind became a sister to him , and the love of
his life , and the mother of his child, Aidene.
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Re: *RoC* CHPT 1.8 - The Finale
By: Kimcora Date: October 3, 2020, 6:15 pm
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Asena Valda
Vianacelli Estate, Marieve, Alessandria
Accompanying Septimus Vianacelli, Farren Levitt Waymaker, Aidene
Lars, Melrose Mehgan, Konsole, Elissac
Asena blinked in shock at sight of the baby, eyes brightening at
the small child there in Aidene's arms. The baby's small form
and the cuteness of it made Asena's heart melt immediately. It
pulled at something in her that always loved children. Once she
would have never seen herself as a mother, but that desire in
her had been stirred when she began thinking of the life that
she could have. Maybe that would one day be something in the
cards for her...Perhaps with Septimus if things got to that
point. "They're beautiful, Aidene. If I would have known we
could have celebrated--Hell I would have gotten you a gift or--"
She tried to say, but it seemed the results took her attention
away.
She realized that her expectation to win was low the moment the
words left his lips and genuine shock took over her. Asena stood
there dumbly a moment, as if unsure if she should cheer or freak
out. Instead, she settled on a slow moving grin that spread on
her lips before a joyful laugh erupted from her. "Yes! Hah! I
won--Asena-freaking-Valda is a councilor on the Truce!" She
cheered unable to help that she had an energetic burst of energy
that engulfed her. She wanted to hug Melrose against but she
knew he wouldn't appreciate that. So she settled on thanking
everyone for the praise. The words of praise from Septimus,
Farren, and Aidene made her heart soar. Though she did take a
close stance by Septimus, finding that he wouldn't mind her
elated need for proximity to someone. She put a hand on his
shoulder as she leaned in to read the letter he held as if to
confirm it was her name in ink on that page... "I-I almost can't
believe it." She told the room, being perfectly honest with
them.
~~~
Eir'Asa Aluanas
Sauna
Accompanying: Bryer, Eudithe, Thorin, Gabrielle
Eir winced as the woman lit the room into flames, quickly
stepping closer to Bryer to be sure he was covered. However, he
figured that Gabrielle would calm herself, their fearless leader
thinking of how to handle this loss...This loss that was
unexpected...He wasn't condoning it at all since he thought that
Gabby was going to win---He froze when she started calling for
Asena's head. His brows furrowed, expression in complete shock.
Why would she want to murder Asena? She won fair and square but
they could surely get Gabrielle a seat through other means. It
perturbed him, enough so that he had to take a step back and
evaluate his thoughts on all of his from where he sat in the
sauna.
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