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Post by Flex on Oct 3, 2013 9:33:09 GMT -5
The Lannister Manse has been decorated in gold and crimson for the impending party that it will host. Lord Aurane has sent out word that the theme of the event is "Westerosi Heroes and Villains", and that a costume is mandatory. Fittingly each room has been designed in a way that highlights events throughout history, from the Coup of the Red Keep, the burning of the Iron Fleet and the final battle of the War in Dorne, to name but a few.
Even more fitting, the space of the entrance to each room is fitted with a golden bust of a Lord of the Rock, Baldwin through to Piers, though curiously Lord Gerion's bust is missing.
Lord Aurane himself stands at the entrance, dressed in blacks, his hair dyed a light brown and his lips painted blue.
Nymeria meanwhile waits inside, dressed in Dornish fashion, her hair dyed Black. Though not obvious at first, she has two broaches upon her that depict the sun of house Martell and the crow of house Blackwood.
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Post by Marie on Oct 3, 2013 10:34:43 GMT -5
Lord Gwayne Hightower was dressed as Prince Aemon the Dragonknight all in white. Accompanying him was his sister Isabel, who was attending as Rhaenys Targaryen, from whom the current dynasty was descended. Izzy wore a black tunic and breeches and wore a blonde wig.
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Post by Flex on Oct 3, 2013 10:38:25 GMT -5
"Lord Gwayne," Aurane said as the party of two arrived. "Please, make yourself at home." He wave to a serving girl, who quickly came over with a tray of drinks.
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Post by Marie on Oct 3, 2013 10:49:26 GMT -5
Gwayne choose an Arbor gold, Izzy a sweet red wine. Then, as Gwayne moved into the room, Izzy hesitated, smiling at Lord Lannister.
"I do hope I did not give offence, my lord. That was not my intention. But a widow must guard her reputation well."
Gwayne meanwhile came across Nymeria. "My lady." He bowed to her. "I do not believe we are acquainted."
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Post by Flex on Oct 3, 2013 10:53:24 GMT -5
"Give offense? I cannot say I know what you speak of," Aurane replied, keeping an eye out for arriving guests.
Nymeria studied the lord with a bored expression. "No. I am Princess Tristeza Martell..."
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Post by Marie on Oct 3, 2013 11:04:05 GMT -5
"Give offense? I cannot say I know what you speak of," Aurane replied, keeping an eye out for arriving guests. Nymeria studied the lord with a bored expression. "No. I am Princess Tristeza Martell..." "Then I am pleased," Izzy replied. "I could not bear there to be bad blood between our houses. I would much prefer friendship." Gwayne, smiling at the lady said "I am honoured...princess. I am Prince Aemon the Dragonknight...tonight at least." |
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Post by Flex on Oct 3, 2013 11:16:58 GMT -5
"No, of course not," Aurane stated simply. "Any bad blood would not come from my end, I can guarantee that much."
Nymeria tilted her head slightly, her expression remaining the same. "I see. I always thought Aemon died a young man. Well, youngish."
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Post by Marie on Oct 3, 2013 12:39:20 GMT -5
"I am pleased to hear it," Izzy remarked. "I know my brothers and sisters would agree with me. Lannister and Hightower should be friends, I believe. As should all the great houses."
Gwayne shrugged. "Perhaps he did. But he was a hero and we know his name even now, so perhaps it was not so bad after all. Few can hope to be so famous after their death. And everyone knows of Prince Aemon's prowess and dedication to his duty, and above all his love for Queen Naerys. I am sure few men and few experience a love as pure as that."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Oct 3, 2013 12:52:49 GMT -5
A Dornishman dressed in rough looking leathers with a smell of fish about him. He carried a mug of ale with him to the party and already had a faint smell of alcohol about him too.
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Post by Flex on Oct 3, 2013 13:00:47 GMT -5
Two guards stopped him. "And who are you supposed to be?"
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Post by Lord Donal Stormshield on Oct 3, 2013 13:09:28 GMT -5
A Man dressed all in dark gray with blotches of black, seeks entrance into the hall. He has over the top powdered skin and hair dyed snow white.
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Post by Edric Stark on Oct 3, 2013 13:25:23 GMT -5
Edric arrived at the party, clad in blacks. A heavy cloak trimmed with fur was wrapped around his shoulders and a simple circlet of hammered bronze rested on his brow. All he was missing was Havoc on his side. He greeted Aurane.
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Post by Flex on Oct 3, 2013 13:28:35 GMT -5
Aurane turned to greet his new guests after giving Isabel a smile. "Please, come in, both of you," He said, waving the drink and snack girls over.
Nymeria looked Hightower up and down. "And now you are wearing his likeness. Do you think he would be proud?"
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Post by Marie on Oct 3, 2013 13:43:21 GMT -5
"I doubt a knight as renowned as the Dragonknight would care very much if a man wore his likeness, but I imagine he might be pleased that his love of Queen Naerys is long remembered. Love is eternal, they say in the songs. Do you think it's true, my lady?" Gwayne smiled.
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Post by Edric Stark on Oct 3, 2013 14:37:15 GMT -5
Edric accepted the drink and eyed the host. "Sorry, but who are you supposed to be?"
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Hope you all are well and happy.