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Post by The Smith on Sept 30, 2007 15:42:18 GMT -5
He gladly agrees and gives her the best dance of the night. The faceless man is a graceful man, and when his hand slides low on her back it takes a moment for Aranya to realize it has slide lower then she would allow.
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Post by lordbalorgreyjoy on Sept 30, 2007 15:43:31 GMT -5
The kraken nods to the wildling and spares a glance at the ears before going on to mix with the other guests.
He spends a short space of time chatting with Lord Bolton and seems not at all perturbed by his costume.
Mother-of-pearl goes and asks Lady Plumm for a dance mummering, "I'm always wanted to dance with the Dragonknight. Happily without blades in your case, my lady" Halon utters with a most charming smile on his face.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Sept 30, 2007 15:45:10 GMT -5
Several of Randal banner-men, including the newly appointed Lord Westerling, dance with the crowd. Lord Michael approaches Aryana, and asks her to dance.
Meanwhile, Randal cooly obeserves the procedings, noting the comers and goers, without danceing himself.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2007 15:45:11 GMT -5
As she danced with the faceless man in black, she was aware of a completely different kind of danger, more like a mongoose then viper. The senses that she had developed in the Neck could feel through the masks. This man had a different feel from the Goldfaces, although now she remembered that one of those gold-masked men had felt dangerous as well.
As the man's hand slid down her back, Aranya smiled at him. "Your hand is too close to my axe, my lord. I'd suggest placing it a little higher instead."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 30, 2007 15:47:27 GMT -5
The Dragonknight let fear overcome her for a moment, before smiling warmly and bowing, "Of course, but which ever of else will lead?"
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Post by lordbalorgreyjoy on Sept 30, 2007 15:49:54 GMT -5
Halon laughs and says "Why my lady, though the Dragonknight was a feared foe in his time, there are no dragons anymore. However the Kraken remains. Thus it is only fitting I lead, do you not agree?" he says with a large grin, and bows to her.
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Post by swammeyjoe on Sept 30, 2007 15:50:17 GMT -5
After a short time, Randal goes over and speaks with Lilith.
"Quite a wonderful little party you have here. I must thank you, things like this do wonders to help you get to know people..."
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Post by Horas on Sept 30, 2007 15:51:18 GMT -5
The Raven approaches Lilith Royce. He bows low and smiles boyishly, then asks for a dance.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 30, 2007 15:52:43 GMT -5
Elena laughs at the jest, and allows Halon the lead for a merry dance.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 30, 2007 15:55:11 GMT -5
Piers walks up to his wife and kisses her smiling at the two lords chating with her. "Well what two strong men we have here," Piers says in a high falsetto voice, "Won't one of you mighty warriors share a dance with little old me?" The edges of his short beard some times peaks around the mask's sides.
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Post by lordbalorgreyjoy on Sept 30, 2007 16:02:49 GMT -5
Halon dances well with Elena. Though not a man for dancing, his natural balance and reflexes disguise this.
The kraken masked man joins the group around Lillith and also congratulates her for a splendid event.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2007 16:03:45 GMT -5
"You dance very well," Aranya admitted to the man in black. She was in no mood to be flirtatious, but there was no doubt that this man was an excellent dancer.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2007 16:04:46 GMT -5
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Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on Sept 30, 2007 16:12:03 GMT -5
Emelia slipped into the ball (fashionably late, of course), wearing a white face-mask with blue lips, and a long, beaded, hooded robe that concealed her silver hair...indeed, the style of the garment would make it briefly difficult to tell whether she was male or female. The Warlock's eyes locked on Aranya briefly, then she stepped inconspicuously towards a space on the wall.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2007 16:12:33 GMT -5
Aranya turned when the warlock entered, and held the gaze of white-masked woman. She inclined her head. Her face had remained unreadable throughout the evening.
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Hope you all are well and happy.