AWRR Chapter 5

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Summary

Session date: 2023-04-02

DAY ONE

Everyone arrives at the estate, save for Lamont, who has been in attendance for several days. Nik is on hand to greet his gusts as they arrive, and speaks with Leonora, Magga and Yadda as well as with Juno and Rosalie directly. Lavinia observes Gueiris arriving with Juno and Agyness in a Cziernos carriage. Katherina tries to speak with Gueiris to understand the situation and is rebuffed.

Coifárë checks in with Victorina and Chitara, as the first recovers from portal sickness, and the three make plans to visit the bathing pools.

Lamont and Gueiris run into each other out in the gardens, and Gueiris explains about his arrival with Juno. Meanwhile, the Whitbottom-Orsino sisters have an awkward meeting with Juno in the hot springs.

Sebastien meets Chitara and they have a frank discussion about their views on marriage. They are joined by Coifárë for a tryst

Leonora learns that Fyan Akan Nabari is present, and she invites him to bathe in order to get to know him.

Nik and Coifárë meet up and press Lamont on his situation. He tells them about his uncle's conspiracy and breaks down in the face of their care and concern. Afte they settle him in his rooms for a rest, they discuss what they might be able to do to help him.

Later that evening, Leonora catches Lamont. She explains her search for a sire for an heir, and invites him to consider whether he has any interest in becoming involved. Meanwhile, Gueiris runs across Lavinia in the kitchen, and they have a conversation fraught with misunderstandings.

Rosalie tries to help Juno in the library, and the pair wind up in a pile on the floor. They discuss books and what it means to make a difference in the world

Leonora consults with Magga at the end of the day, and tells him of her encounters with two of her potenial selections.

DAY TWO

Nik meets Chitara at breakfast. they catch up, and he floats th idea of her delegation taking Lamont as a guard. Later, she runs into him while painting out in the gardens, and they have a genial discussion about art and politics.

Coifárë comes across Gueiris in the hot springs and talks to him about his love life. He later runs into Rosalie and the two talk about their futures. Afterwards, Rosalie runs into Coifárë at the springs and the two discuss possible Doumens matches and futures. Chitara seeks out Rosalie and speaks frankly about the possibility of courting her brother.

Gueiris and Juno spar with magic at the Therma Alba training grounds, both going all out. They are interrupted by Lamont towards the end of their bout, after which Juno excuses herself and the guys discuss their messy love lives.

Nik runs into Katherina at the pools and they discuss Lavinia and Gueiris's situation, as well as Nik's love life and Kitty's new calling. Nik tells her a secret! Meanwhile, Chitara and Gueiris also have a first encounter in the pools

Lamont finds Coifárë in the estate's small chapel, and the two share their mutual affection in front of the statue of Corellon. Afterwards, he runs into Lavinia in the gardens and the two discuss Gerry, Gueiris, and the possibility of happiness. Coifárë runs into Leonora in the pools and Leonora asks them directly about Lamont's suitability as a potential sire.

Lamont runs in to Rosalie in the Library while returning a rare book, and they make plans for a walk out to the vineyards the next day. After dinner, Rosalie returns to the library, where Nik finds her and helps her find new reading materia.

DAY THREE

Nik brings Lamont breakfast in his room and they have an awkward conversation about where things stand. Nik retires to let him dress and talks to Agatha about it.

Session

Arrivals

Nik: Therma Alba is the estate of the Amathalis family, located a few hours away from Thantopolis, based around a natural series of hot springs. It has become well-known as a destination for healing and relaxation, and the family have expanded on its natural features to add things like pools, vineyards, gardens, and a series of services such as saunas, massage, exercise and physical training, and other such amenities to entice guests.

Nik: Travel to the location could be done by a few different means, but probably the easiest is to portal from Highmark to Thantopolis and then hire a carriage or ride on horseback. The invitation Lord Evenor has extended is for the duration of a long weekend, effectively - 3 days to enjoy the hospitality of his family, with a grand dinner party planned for the concluding evening.

Nik: On the other days you are free to partake of whatever activities you are most interested in, or simply to relax and take a break from the whirlwind of the social scene. Not only the PCs are invited, I'm sure Nik has invited a ton of people, so if you have specific NPCs you want to have be there, it can probably be the case that they were invited too, or came as a guest of someone who was invited, etc.

Nik: will try to be there to greet people as they arrive, of course!

Leonora: The Wengal clan arrives in a well-equipped airship from Thantopolis, bearing the crest of the Curiate Palatine, Leonora's father. Lady Wengal has of course brought along Lord Wengal, along with young Lady Yadda Wengal their niece, for the event. Nenea Spargo, Lady Wengal's assistant, is near at hand, as are one or two bugbear footmen in the employ of Lord Wengal.

Leonora: is wearing a flowing green dress, rather amply low-cut that shows off her ... fine gold necklace of fine jade in the shape of tree branches. She emerges from the airship and takes in the familiar air of Therma Alba, though she surely hasn't visited since she much younger, growing up in Thantopolis.

Lamont: of course, is already here :x

Victorina: Victorina sits between the kan Vappoheimers as the carriage rolls through the green countryside. Fortunately the portal-sickness wasn't as bad as previous occasions (probably because she ate sparingly beforehand). Eudora goes on and on about the amenities available at this exclusive location, and planning on how she's going to take advantage of them. The Baron and Victorina let her babble on, she's easily doing enough talking for all three of them. Victorina is a little miffed about the trip; she'd planned a march for Ebenmar that now has to be rescheduled because of this. The Baron hopes someone at this long weekend will be willing to take his guest off his hands.

They'll arrive wearing new travel suits, more expensive finery is reserved for later in the day.

Rosalie: and Sébastien will arrive together in their duchal glory in fashionable travel clothing. It's just the two of them, with a small staff for travel

Lavinia: Maria, Katherina, and Lavinia Whittbottom Orsino will arrive in a large carriage, presumably rented in Thantopolis after porting in. A flag of the Orsino crest flutters from the back. Lavinia stares out the window, raptly gazing at the countryside as they approach the springs. Lavinia sports a fluffy, pastel green and white dress, probably more suited for a dinner party than a visit to a hot spring.

Katherina: Is as usual dressed similarly to her sister, in a bit plainer version of her dress, and in yellow rather than green

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: arrives in a Thanatoplian carriage bearing the marks of the local house Czeirnos. He steps out wearing a black vest with bare arms, revealing the many arcane tattoos that cover them, and graciously aids his companion, Magus Juno Morticia Auspex, out of the carriage.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: (who are quickly followed by her cousin Agyness Czeirnos)

Lavinia: From one of the windows of the villa, Lavinia's eyes light up to see Gueiris step down from the carriage, but immediately her features freeze and then fall as Juno steps out beside him.

Lavinia: quickly disappears in a flutter of curtains.

Juno Morticia Auspex: looks more comfortable in Thantopolitan style, a flowing garment that's luckily a bit closer to modern Highmark style. She's sporting a rare smile at seeing Therma Alba again.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: will arrive with the rest of the Brescias, a group of the younger generation with a few older chaperones for (Highmark) propriety. The group will have come in ornate carriages pulled by unicorn servants. (Servants will arrive slightly later with much less pomp.) Coifare themself will be in a flowing silk Thantopolitan traveling gown, likely made special for the occasion, looking thrilled to visit.

Lavinia Sees a Problem

Katherina: hurries after her sister

Lavinia: Who in the nine hells is that!?

Katherina: Is who?

Lavinia: On lord Kyrnon's arm!

Lavinia: points to the window.

Katherina: peeks

Katherina: Hmm.... do you want me to find out?

Katherina: maybe she'd a family friend?

Katherina: Or someone form the company?

Lavinia: worries her nails and nods.

Lavinia: You don't think... he wouldn't forget about me so soon...

Katherina: he wouldn't dare. I'll destroy him.

Narrator: (You guys should probably at least recognize the Cziernos crest, which is decidedly not Gueiris's family)

Katherina: that's a big Thantopolitan family though, I know I've seen the crest before....

Katherina: frowns

Lavinia: Oh no...

Lavinia: Cziernos, right? I don't know much about them.

Katherina: That sounds correct - you pay closer attention to those lessons.... But look. I can go and say hello

Lavinia: If you would, I would be grateful.

Katherina: then... please try and relax meanwhile! maybe book yourself for a massage, that sounds divine!

Lavinia: Yes... yes, maybe that will be good. I'm sure it's nothing...

Katherina: whatever happens, we shall have a delightful time

Lavinia: takes a deep breath and forces a smile.

Lavinia: will finish changing into her spa clothes and then make her way down to the massage parlor.

Misunderstandings (Katherina, Gueiris and Juno)

Juno Morticia Auspex: will be grateful for the aid out of the carriage, though she's quick to resort to her own power once on the ground.

Katherina: will head out to the area where folks are arriving, and head towards the Cziernos carriage

Juno Morticia Auspex: will note the oncoming halfling, but refrain from comment as she does not know her directly.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: is standing aside while the carriage is being unloaded, letting the Czeirnos take the lead

Katherina: Oh hello there, Lord Kyrnon and... Lady Cziernos?

Juno Morticia Auspex: will be overseeing skeletal servants in somber finery unloading their belongings.

Juno Morticia Auspex: smiles at Katherina and glances over at Gueiris.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: Ah, Lady Whitbottom. I take it you and your sister have already arrived.

Nik: is there to greet the new arrivals as well

Nik: Good afternoon, Lady Cziernos, Lord Kyrnon, I hope you had a pleasant journey?

Katherina: Oh yes, Vinnie is getting ready to indulge in some of the estate's amenities, Ib thought it would be good for her nerves.

Juno Morticia Auspex: smiles and gives a short bow towards Nik.

Katherina: says pointedly

Juno Morticia Auspex: Lord Evenor, so good to see you. Thank you again for the invitation. My cousin so rarely gets to leave Nachtur.

Juno Morticia Auspex: You're looking quite well.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: Allow me to introduce you to Lady Juno Morticia Auspex Cziernos... Magus, this is Lady Katherina Whitbottom Orsino

Nik: Oh, I'm glad you could make it! I wasn't sure with your military duties whether you would be able to attend, so it's wonderful to see you both 🙂

Juno Morticia Auspex: turns to smile and bow to Katherina.

Katherina: curtsies

Juno Morticia Auspex: A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Orsino.

Juno Morticia Auspex: spares a questioning glance towards Gueiris.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: Is your sister well? was there an issue with your journey? I am aware portal travel can be unnerving.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: gives Juno a similar questioning look

Katherina: yours as well, I'm sure, Lady. And no, my lord, Lavinia was quite excited for the visit, only quite recently have her spirits been somewhat dampened I'm sure she'll soon find there was no cause for it though, and perk right back up.

Juno Morticia Auspex: Therma Alba is the place for it. The Amathalis estate is quite restorative.

Juno Morticia Auspex: can step aside to continue unloading and talk to Nik to give Gueiris and Katherina some privacy.

Katherina: So I am told! smiles at her and Nik as they step away, then steps a little closer to Gueiris

Katherina: (quietly)A family friend?

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: I've only met her recently. It's complicated.

Katherina: Well that's not an encouraging message to relay I'm afraid....

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: has a confused look

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: Was there a message to relay?

Katherina: Well it is an unexpected development to spring on her so, don't you think?

Katherina: sounds a little surprised that you don't seem to see the issue

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: I am sorry that you and your sister have not been communicating, and I am not going to make assumptions on the reasons why, but you really need to work things out with her.

Katherina: frowns I assure you our communications are unimpaired, but I certainly can convey your sentiments to her, my Lord.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: She should already be aware of my sentiments.

Katherina: glances towards Juno and Nik and the Czeirnos carriage, then back at Gueiris, then responds frostily Then I will tell her that you consider her a in position to draw the correct conclusions. Good day, My lord.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: Good day to you, my Lady.

Katherina: will return to the house, fuming on her sister's behalf

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: has a vaguely confused look, but shrugs it off

Nik Greets Leonara and Yadda

Leonora: is taking Yadda around the grounds, as she hasn't likely been here before, showing her all the interesting water features, etc., while at the same time keeping a keen eye open for a list of folks she wants to see.

Leonora: Now, Yadda, here is where ... well, the less said about that the better, actually. It was a long time ago.

Nik: will be nearby and stroll over to greet you both.

Leonora: gives a knowing smile.

Leonora: Oh, and there is Lord Evenor himself!

Nik: Lady Wengal, a pleasure to see you! How are you finding the grounds?

Yadda: Good day Lord Evenor

Leonora: As lovely as ever. It has been some years, I must confess. Life in Nachtur has kept me away from Thantopolis and its many pleasures.

Leonora: Thankfully my father was able to spare an airship so we were able to travel over with ease.

Nik: Ah, you will find many new offerings that perhaps will be to your liking, my family try to keep the place updated.

Nik: Good day, miss... ? I'm sorry, I don't believe we've met.

Leonora: Oh, my apologies!

Leonora: This is my niece, Lady Yadda Wengal.

Nik: A pleasure to meet you, Lady Yadda.

Nik: bows politely

Lavinia: will curtsy.

Leonora: Yadda, this is Lord Evenor. Therma Alba belongs to his family, the Amathalis. I've known his parents - well, the Palatines have known the Amathalises, for many years.

Nik: We briefly met at the foosball match, did we not? It was so busy, all a bit of a blur.

Leonora: Quite right.

Leonora: Thank you, once again, for the invitation. I find that too many events in Highmark make for a rather insular social season.

Leonora: It is good for people to remember that it is not the center of the world.

Nik: Well, I wanted to ensure that everyone had a chance to relax and unwind - the busy schedule of the social season seems to make people quite tense at times.

Yadda: It's a lovely estate, My Lord.

Nik: Thank you! I hope you'll find many enjoyable ways to pass your time here. Please let me know if there's anything you would like to do, and I'll try to make it happen 🙂

Leonora: Not to mention that its many features provide ample opportunities for people to get to know each other ever so well.

Nik: smiles at that

Yadda: Do you suppose Lord Vilyawen will be here?

Yadda: will try to ask casually.

Nik: Coifare? Yes, they have arrived with some of their family, I believe, although I haven't had the opportunity to speak to them yet.

Leonora: We can make sure to make some time to see them, then, Yadda.

Yadda: will smile.

Leonora: Oh, that reminds me to ask you, though, Evenor. Stillmarch, did he make it here?

Leonora: We had some hopes.

Leonora: He sent me a letter. But ... I wanted to make sure.

Nik: Yes, he's here. He arrived a little early in fact, and has been resting, but he's much improved even in just these past few days.

Leonora: Oh good!

Nik: I'm sure you will be able to see him, he's been up and around.

Leonora: Of course I will make time for that.

Leonora: And your parents, are they here in person? Or have they left you in charge of the place?

Nik: laughs at that.

Nik: Oh, I don't think they would entrust such a responsibility to me on my own. They're here, although they did promise they would not... well, not lean over my shoulder too much.

Leonora: The estate has been marvelous to visit. The new fountain behind the sauna is remarkable.

Leonora: When I was a little girl, which of course is now more than twenty years ago, that sauna wasn't even there. There was an older one, as I recall.

Nik: Thank you, you're most kind! Yes, there have been many new amenities added. I think perhaps since I was not able to venture out too widely, my parents wanted to make sure there were new things for me to enjoy here.

Nik: Have you seen the reflecting pools yet? I can show you around a bit more if you would like, some of the more out of the way sites are quite lovely and get less traffic 🙂

Leonora: No, I haven't, and Yadda would love to see them as well.

Yadda: Oh, yes, that would be lovely.

Nik: Then permit me to take you there 🙂

Nik: offers his arm to Yadda so we can stroll, if she wants

Yadda: will take it somewhat shyly

Coifárë, Chitara, and Victorina Meet Up

Coifárë | Vilyawén: will spot Victorina doing her breathing exercises and approaches.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Miss Allement, are you quite all right?

Chitara/Gale: Sees Coifare and smiles up at them

She's just a bit portal sick, unfortunately

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Oh, poor dear. Would you like some help?

Victorina: "It's...it's all right. I'll be all right. It's mostly faded already."

Coifárë | Vilyawén: It would be a shame if Therma Alba made a less than stellar impression because of the unsteadiness of portal travel, I'm sure.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: It's good to see you as well, Chitara. I was sorry to have missed you at recent events.

Victorina: She smiles wanly and waves a hand, "Oh, I'm one of those unfortunate few who always gets portal sickness. It wouldn't have affected my first impressions of this marvelous place."

Chitara/Gale: It's wonderful to be reunited with the both of you.

Beams at them both

We were called away to some diplomatic engagements in Vanillora, which were... productive, if not as socially fulfilling.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: I'm glad to hear that. I think Miss Allement managed a productive time recently as well, corresponding with a god and all.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: smiles.

Chitara/Gale: Corresponding with a god?

raises an eyebrow

Victorina: Victorina smiles back, "I met with some priests who recommended I write a letter explaining our cause."

Coifárë | Vilyawén: I was able to help with some introductions. I'd be happy to put you in touch with them as well, Chitara. They seemed quite sympathetic to your shared cause, in which I find myself in alignment as well, these days.

Chitara/Gale: I would appreciate it, thank you. Those sound like potentially powerful allies. What priesthood, might I ask?

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Erathis, Sehanine, and Avandra. I'm passingly familiar with Councilors Rihtbraeden and Laekseid, and the Gaath respectively.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Modern heroes of Nerath, but nicely progressive.

Chitara/Gale: smiles more

Ah, Sehanine and Avandra are near to my heart, I can't say I'm surprised they'd support us. Erathis, however... well, that's going to appeal to exactly the people who are resistant. And of course, any political alliances are very welcome.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: You really should meet Councilor Rihtbraeden. Many of her family have been staunch supporters of Ahkasic rights for some time. Her grandfather was instrumental in negotiating the end of the last of the Ahkasic wars.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: And I didn't realize you were a devotee. Forgive me, I had assumed you followed the Sovereign Host, though I suppose they would claim they're all one and the same, wouldn't they?

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Sorry, theological opining is a bit of an occupational hazard.

Victorina: "I try to avoid political discussions involving religion. Too many differing opinions held fervently."

Coifárë | Vilyawén: A bit more difficult for us Nerathi, when two gods ostensibly sit on our governing body.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: But I do take your point.

Chitara/Gale: laughs

I suppose I should say that those aspects of the Sovereign, properly. But honestly, I tend not to pay too much heed to the traditionalist nitpicking. They represent aspects of the divine I particularly heed. But I do take Victorina's point as well

Coifárë | Vilyawén: nods.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: How are you feeling, Miss Allement? Shall we take in more of the grounds? Perhaps fresh air will help.

Victorina: She stands and wipes her skirt off. "I think a walk might help. I need to stretch my legs after sitting for so long."

Coifárë | Vilyawén: is happy to offer an arm to either or both.

Chitara/Gale: A walk sounds wonderful

will happily take their arm

Victorina: Victorina will take the other arm.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: You know, Chitara, I envy you your time in Vanilorra. I'm told it's beautiful, especially in spring.

Chitara/Gale: It was very beautiful, yes. But it felt rather like... a grandparent's fine porcelain things. Beautiful, but you hardly dare breathe on anything.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: That jibes with my experience with many of the old elven Houses. Granted, there are other reasons for an icy reception in my regard. Little love lost between Aethrennar and Vanilorra. What's the old saying? . "They chose the wrong dragon," roughly translated.

Chitara/Gale: laughs

Yes, I imagine that would be cause for contention indeed. Though, the oddly stiff 'hospitality' we got was quite funny in its own way, I imagine you could have a very similar experience.

Victorina: "How did they treat you, Chitara? We haven't had much time to talk since your return."

Chitara/Gale: Our host was quite gracious, he was a friend of Lord Callais and very sympathetic. The others we interacted with... well, they were painfully polite and not subtle about their casual disdain.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: That...sounds like eluar nobles. I'm sorry you were treated so regrettably.

Victorina: Victorina bites her lip to keep from saying something she might regret.

Narrator: (Say it! 😉 )

Chitara/Gale: That said, we did win people over. It wasn't as bad as all that.

Victorina: "Good."

Coifárë | Vilyawén: nods.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: How do you feel your cause it progressing?

Victorina: "It's hard to tell, honestly. I feel that the normal populace is coming towards our side. But it's convincing the politicians who cast the vote is another matter."

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Perils of a republic, I'm afraid, especially ours. Things can come at a glacial pace, even for my people.

Chitara/Gale: My uncle seems pleased by our progress, which is a great sign. He's not particularly optimistic

Coifárë | Vilyawén: When even the pessimists see the light at the end of the tunnel, we all have something to celebrate.

Chitara/Gale: Definitely, yes. And I admit, I am very much in the mood to celebrate this weekend

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Well, then, I believe you should take every opportunity to do so.

Victorina: "How did you want to do that? Anything here catching your interest?"

Chitara/Gale: Oh, goodness, there's so much to do here, but I will have to check out the baths at some point for certain. Maybe a massage?

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Oh, yes! Nik was telling me they have great masseuses here, and I was planning to relish the opportunity.

Victorina: "I'm curious about the hot springs. I might join you for a massage later."

Chitara/Gale: Well, we could head toward the springs and then get a massage afterward?

Victorina: "Oh, that sounds like a wonderful plan!"

Coifárë | Vilyawén: That works for me!

Chitara/Gale: Wonderful! Shall we, then? And does anyone object to the traditional baths?

Victorina: "I've never done a hot spring before, what's the proper dress code for it?"

Coifárë | Vilyawén: A lack thereof. 😉

Chitara/Gale: Well, that's what I was asking about. Traditionally, there would be no dress

Coifárë | Vilyawén: If we hew to Thantopolitan tradition.

Victorina: Victorina turns a deep, deep red. "Oh."

Chitara/Gale: There are others where you wear bathing costumes, we don't have to go nude if you'd prefer to not.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: There are also more modest options if you prefer.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: It's of course a matter of comfort.

Victorina: "I...I...um..." She clearly doesn't know what to say.

Chitara/Gale: Apologies, I didn't mean to fluster you

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Cultural differences can be daunting.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Why don't we adjourn to retrieve our bathing attire, and meet back up at, hmm, the pool by the south garden?

Victorina: "That, that sounds delightful."

Chitara/Gale: smiles

I will see you both there

Lavinia and Katherina Share a Bath With Juno

Lavinia: will return to her room after a massage and a shower, seeming a bit more relaxed, or at least, not actively distressed.

Katherina: Oh good, there you are. grab your bathing things, we're going to the springs.

Lavinia: Oh? What about Lord Kyrnon? What did you find out?

Katherina: frowns a bit, looking a bit cross

Lavinia: looks at your face and a shadow falls over her own.

Katherina: Well he was not at all forthcoming with me but seemed to think you should be capable of interpreting the situation, which does not reflect well on his manners as a gentleman at all, if I do say.

Lavinia: puts her hands over her mouth.

Katherina: all he said was that the situation with Lady Auspex is 'complicated'

Lavinia: What... but...

Katherina: I suppose he did ask after you, but declined to take any opportunity I offered to pass you an explanation!

Lavinia: I thought...

Katherina: so we are going to go bathing where the gentlemen cannot trouble us, and we shall do our best to put him out of our mind for the time being.

Lavinia: I can't believe it...

Lavinia: What am I saying... of course I can.

Katherina: well perhaps he will come to his senses but I don't think we ought to wait for that. so, here we are, Vinnie, no fretting now, we have all weekend to enjoy ourselves and will not let some thick-headed boy ruing it. I refuse.

Katherina: Come along.

Lavinia: will allow herself to be lead out and down to the pools.

Katherina: there we are! it is so lovely here with the bright spring air - what do you want to try first? true thantopolitan style?

Katherina: I have heard it is the best way to enjoy the springs, though there are other pools...

Lavinia: Whatever you think best.

Katherina: *frowns, but will take charge of her sister and get her ready for a little pleine air dip ;)

Juno Morticia Auspex: will have made her way down to the hot pools to soak her leg after the journey, completely comfortable in the Thantopolitan style, her bright vrylokan red hair pinned up out of the water.

Katherina: pauses upon seeing her...Oh.

Lavinia: will blush deep red as she enters.

Juno Morticia Auspex: smiles up politely.

Juno Morticia Auspex: Ah, Miss Orsino, lovely to see you again. Is this your sister Lord Kyrnon mentioned?

Katherina: Yes... Lady Juno Auspex, this is my sister Hersir Feigrsteinn.

Juno Morticia Auspex: A pleasure, Hersir Feigrsteinn. I see you also are getting a quick start on the pools. They're quite invigorating.

Lavinia: ...charmed.

Katherina: considers

Lavinia: says, staring directly into Juno's eyes.

Katherina: are you very familiar?

Juno Morticia Auspex: And "lady" truly isn't necessary. We're in Thantopolis, so I rate at best "Magus", and more honestly merely "citizen."

Juno Morticia Auspex: nods.

Juno Morticia Auspex: It's been some time, but I spent a fair bit of time here when I was much younger.

Juno Morticia Auspex: gestures to a cane resting on a towel near to hand.

Katherina: What about with Lord Kyrnon, do you know him well?

Juno Morticia Auspex: shakes her head.

Juno Morticia Auspex: We met only recently, through our families, though he's quite amiable. And a capable soldier, I'm told, which is where our Houses' align.

Katherina: Oh yes very amiable >.>

Lavinia: I see... you're a soldier as well, then?

Juno Morticia Auspex: Perhaps slightly less of one for the past little while; I was reassigned to the War Office from my post in Morro.

Juno Morticia Auspex: And you? Feigrsteinn is a marcher title, if I recall?

Lavinia: Yes, our family are the traditional wardens of the outerlands of Grimfarr., although there is less call for it lately. I suppose you and Lord Kyrnon have your martial backgrounds in common.

Juno Morticia Auspex: chuckles.

Juno Morticia Auspex: Along with a great many others, I'm sure.

Juno Morticia Auspex: He's been kind enough to entertain my cousin and myself when my family foisted us upon him for the nonce.

Juno Morticia Auspex: Hopefully we have not presented too much of an imposition.

Lavinia: Yourself... and your cousin?

Juno Morticia Auspex: Hraal Cziernos? From the Thunderbolts?

Juno Morticia Auspex: She's around somewhere, I'm sure. Probably paying respects to Lord and Lady Amathalis still.

Lavinia: 's eyes will go a bit wide at that.

Juno Morticia Auspex: How are you both finding Therma Alba?

Katherina: Oh goodness I knew I recognized her from somewhere! the book covers hardly do her justice though.

Lavinia: It's been... surprising.

Katherina: (muttering)really I should have put that together.

Juno Morticia Auspex: (to Lavinia) Oh? How so?

Katherina: Oh I just meant, regarding your cousin. She is quite famous.

Lavinia: I suppose there's just something about the water here that makes everything seem clearer.

Katherina: But we have only arrived today, and have never been before. The facilities here seem quite lovely, as you say, but I wonder if they might be better enjoyed with fewer crowds

Juno Morticia Auspex: I assure you, there's plenty of opportunity to find time to oneself. Lord Evenor showed me a lot of the little alcoves and getaways when we were children.

Lavinia: I'm sure you and Lord Kyrnon will have ample opportunity to explore them together.

Lavinia: If you'll both pardon me, I'm feeling a bit faint. I believe I need to go lie down.

Katherina: Oh here, vinnie, I'll get you a towel...

Katherina: will hop up and see to her sister

Lavinia: Thank you, Kitty.

Juno Morticia Auspex: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that! The pools can have that effect on people who are unused to them. I do hope you feel better!

Juno Morticia Auspex: watches them go with a concerned look on her face.

Sebastien and Chitara Get Steamy and Are Joined by Coifárë

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: has decided to take full advantage of the entertainments of the event, and has wound up at the springs in the company of some friends who have just had to leave to see to their own affairs, so is alone for the moment.

Chitara/Gale: will wander in alone, as casually as if she hangs out naked with potential strangers all the time

Oh, hello. I didn't realize anyone was in here. I hope you don't mind a bit of company

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: Oh not at all! I was just thinking I ought to try and engage some, as my friends have just had to leave to meet a relation. I don't believe we've et?

Lamont: (met)

Chitara/Gale: I don't believe so.

Drops a curtsey

Chitara Kituss, of Ebemar. It is a pleasure to meet you

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: Grins, and gestures for Chitara to join him. “Sebastien Doumens, Duke Harcourt A pleasure indeed! Ebemar's Akhasic isn't it? What brings you all the way out here?”

Chitara/Gale: *Slides comfortably into the water.* "Oh, I believe I briefly met your sister at Lord Callais' ball. I see the beauty runs in the family.

cheeky wink

My uncle and I have come to petition that we be officially considered a part of Nerath, as we have been linked for some time.

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: Oh yes I think I heard a little about that

Chitara/Gale: nods

But for the moment, I'm here to enjoy the weekend and relax. There's only so much politics a girl can take before needing a break.

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: Well that's always my attitude but I admit my tolerance can be quite low and I'd rather focus on the enjoyments ^-^

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: Have you been here before?

Chitara/Gale: No, but I'll have to make a habit of visiting. Nik- Lord Evenor- and I have been penpals for years, but this is the first time I've been able to visit

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: I've been a few time, but it seems like there's always something new. You seem like you're adapting to the customs quite easily, or is everyone as open in Ebemar?

Chitara/Gale: It's not uncommon back home to spend time on the beach au naturale. It's considered a bit scandalous for young people of Quality, but most of the best things are

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: Absolutely!

Chitara/Gale: I understand that in Nerath, outside of this specific area, that is fairly unusual?

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: Oh, yes, society can be quite stuffy. Somethings the elduar definitely have right, if you ask me.

Chitara/Gale: Grins I have to agree. But it's nice to spend time with more open minded people

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: Yes, I always try to make myself open to having a good time, though my sister would prefer to settle me down. Ithink - what's the rush to close oneself of from all the joy of life?

Chitara/Gale: sighs in agreement

I'm expected to marry into some kind of noble house as part of our efforts here in town, but honestly I am kind of dreading it. Most noble spouses would expect me to settle down. I've never precisely been the monogamous type.

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: Oh? Well, let me tell you frankly - I've seen a number of friends married now and you can imagine how it goes with these things when it's all arranged by others. I think it would be better for those invoved to be honest about their intentions, probably many happier people in the world. But then, I've n=managed to avoid it so far ;)

Chitara/Gale: Yes, I agree entirely. I would be so much happier agreeing to marry someone who could have a frank conversation on the matter beforehand. And to a certain degree, such a marriage would provide more freedom than remaining single

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: Absolutely! I couldn't discuss it with Rosie, of course but it is something I keep in mind with every introduction. It's good to meet someone so likeminded

Chitara/Gale: laughs

Ah, yes, I've heard about your sister desperately trying to find you a match. That must be stressful

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: I don't know why she's so worried about me! She ought to find someone who will keep her happy. Tough she may have made some progress there, which is cheering.

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: I can take care of myself, really. here I am making new connections and she's nowhere to be seen ;)

Chitara/Gale: smiles flirtatiously

Well, here's hoping her connection will go far enough to at least help her lighten up. I know I've been having a wonderful time making connections of my own

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: welll if she's off elsewhere, then I expect it's a pleasant distraction, and I'm quite happy to find my own entertainment. It's nice to have a chance to meet new people and see just how deep those connections can go ;)

Chitara/Gale: I definitely am enjoying finding out how deep my new connections can go

Coifárë | Vilyawén: will have just approached.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Oh, I'm terribly sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: says, practically giggling, having overheard the last line.

Chitara/Gale: grins over at Coifare

Oh, hey there. We're just getting acquainted. As far as I'm concerned, you're welcome anytime

Chitara/Gale: winks

Coifárë | Vilyawén: returns the grin.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Duke Harcourt, a pleasure to see you.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: is conspicuous in their assessing look.

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: grins widely in delightoh, Vilyawen! how delightful - don't tell me yo two are already... connected, are you?

Chitara/Gale: Oh, we've been building a connection. They're delightful company.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: I've done my best to make sure Nerath should Chitara are proper welcome.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: It's good to see you've had a similar idea, Harcourt. Mind if I join you then?

Narrator: (has shown, not 'should')

Narrator: (I'm typing entire words wrong here @.@ )

Lamont: (been there. every day :p)

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: oh yes - I think we do have the same idea, and would be delighted indeed for the extra company. Perhaps we should retire to somewhere a little more private, for a proper welcome?

Coifárë | Vilyawén: I'm sure we could find some place more accommodating a...'proper welcome', of course.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: grins.

Chitara/Gale: That sounds delightful. Would you care to lead the way?

Duke Harcourt | Sebastien: Fantastic. and he will hop up out of the water and prepare to do just that

Chitara/Gale: will very happily follow

Leonara Uses Her Cougar Powers on Fyan Akan Nabari

Nenea Spargo: will have informed Leonora that Fyan Nabari is present at Therma Alba, but his presence is more coincidental than a planned invitation, representing an unusual opportunity to meet the itinerant warrior.

Leonora: will definitely keep an eye out, and whenever she spies him, she will leave Yadda to her own devices for a bit, to make a chance to catch Nabari.

Akan Nabari: can be found alone in quiet contemplation among the gardens near the small chapel on the Therma Alba grounds.

Leonora: Lord Nabari. Such an honour to see you here.

Leonora: I don't believe we have met properly. Lady Leonora Wengal. Your exploits at the first battles in Nachtur are legendary.

Akan Nabari: gives a small, genuinely friednly smile at that as he turns to address you. He is an older human man, dark-skinned, with his long salt-and-pepper braids pulled back. He is dressed in simple clothes of fine material, slightly worn but well cared for.

Akan Nabari: It is kind of you to say so, Lady Wengal, though I was but one of many. Your title suggests you must have a personal connection to the city, so I'm sure you've done just as much as I.

Leonora: You may know my parents, the Curiate and Lady Palatine. We've been in Nachtur since shortly after those early days.

Akan Nabari: And Akan will suffice, if you don't find it too forward. My brother is the lord of Nabari, while I am a humble servant of Nerath and the gods.

Akan Nabari: Ah, yes, I fought alongside them at . They are well, I hope?

Leonora: Yes, quite well, thank you.

Leonora: Nachtur still has its challenges, of course. But my husband and I can take care of ourselves.

Leonora: And thank you, Akan. You may call me Leonora.

Akan Nabari: A pleasure to make your acquaintance, then, Leonora. Would you care to sit?

Leonora: Certainly. Or perhaps even, I know a small pool over by that copse of trees that is very warm, if you would care to?

Akan Nabari: chuckles.

Akan Nabari: I am here for a bit of rest and recuperation, so I would be happy to.

Akan Nabari: stands and will offer an arm to Leonora.

Leonora: takes Akan's arm.

Leonora: takes Akan to the pool she mentioned, which is not exactly secluded, but is at least out of the main area.

Leonora: This will do very nicely, yes.

Akan Nabari: smiles.

Akan Nabari: Therma Alba has proven quite lovely, I must admit.

Akan Nabari: will begin disrobing for entering the pool.

Akan Nabari: Have you and your husband visited before?

Leonora: disrobes casually, but folds her dress carefully, almost military-style, and deposits it on a chair.

Leonora: I have been here many times, having grown up in Thantopolis. Magga has been here once before, I think, with his uncle Hruggek. But you understand that it has not always been welcoming here for the goblin races.

Akan Nabari: I'm sorry to hear that, though not entirely surprised. Old elven enmity, or just the usual northern disdain?

Leonora: A little of both, I suppose.

Leonora: And I should add, it was more that they did not suppose they would be welcome, and so did not come, rather than anything that actually happened.

Akan Nabari: Ah, understandable, if regrettable. I hope he's finding a pleasant welcome this time around.

Leonora: Thankfully I believe firmly that we are moving towards a more enlightened time. In Nachtur, of course, but throughout Nerath as well.

Leonora: I imagine he is getting into all sorts of trouble.

Akan Nabari: smiles at that.

Akan Nabari: There are a lot of ways to indulge in a little trouble here, I think.

Akan Nabari: And I hope you are correct about Nerath. It can be strange, in my travels, to encounter the...stratification of the northern cities.

Akan Nabari: Not that Yondon doesn't have its problems, but we're a bit more egalitarian than, say, Highmark.

Leonora: All these things take time, I suppose.

Leonora: So tell me, Akan, are you here on your own? I don't believe I've seen you around at the other events of the social season, though of course we might just have missed one another.

Akan Nabari: Ah, no, to be honest, I'm not much for society affairs. I was nearby helping with a nest of cultists and their pet demons, so I came here to rest after the work was done. I'm maybe not quite as spry as I used to be.

Akan Nabari: is still clearly in very good shape, well-muscled but not overly bulky. He does sport quite a few scars, however.

Leonora: Well, I should say, sir, that while living among bugbears does give one a different view of what constitutes physical fitness, that many of the youth at the balls in Highmark could use a little exercise.

Akan Nabari: laughs at that.

Leonora: So I would have some confidence in your continued, ahhh, spryness, if I were you.

Leonora: Tell me, Akan, what do you like to drink?

Akan Nabari: Is this a Thantopolitan test? Should I have a specific vintage in mind?

Akan Nabari: says jovially.

Leonora: No greater test than you have faced on a dozen dozen battlefields. And fewer scars to emerge from the testing, as well.

Leonora: smiles.

Akan Nabari: chuckles.

Akan Nabari: I'm a simple man, really. Wine, beer, what have you. Are you familiar with kumis?

Leonora: A man who knows his milk knows his history.

Leonora: I will be right back, then.

Akan Nabari: will watch her go appreciatively.

Leonora: pops out of the pool and strides away confidently, just far enough to wave down a servant to place an order, then returns.

Leonora: She'll be a minute, she says she needs to check if they have any. But I know the Amathalis family, have ever since I was a girl. They'll be able to accommodate us.

Akan Nabari: smiles and nods.

Akan Nabari: Much appreciated. Lord and Lady Amathalis seemed very friendly on short acquaintance, and the Curiate was able to help me with some old wounds. I honestly feel better than I have in years.

Leonora: Your latest conquest, the cultists you were mentioning. Tell me more about that, if you can. I do always love a good battle story.

Akan Nabari: Living in Nachtur, I'm sure you're familiar with Kossuth? Fire primordial, nasty servants on Arth. We'd hoped they'd been largely stamped out, but I guess they flare up occasionally. Banked coals or some other flame metaphor, I'm sure.

Akan Nabari: will regale Leonora with the story of assaulting a remote stronghold of Kossuth's cultist that had been waylaying travelers.

Akan Nabari: Fire's nasty stuff, to be sure, but somehow people like that forget that protection spells are a thing. Or dragonmarks, in my case.

Leonora: listens intently, nodding along.

Leonora: You are a most remarkable man, Akan.

Leonora: Everything they say seems to be quite accurate.

Akan Nabari: Oh? Who is saying what, exactly?

Leonora: Well, I think these were folk who were perhaps a bit unaccustomed to military folk. Coming from a Sentinel house, I of course do not have this difficulty.

Leonora: There are those who are perhaps expecting a stuffy man, someone hard and inflexible, intimidating.

Leonora: That is clearly not you, though, Akan.

Leonora: I am sure you are hard when you need to be.

Leonora: tries not to smirk.

Leonora: But a person of great experience and knowledge of the world must necessarily become more flexible with age, or become useless.

Akan Nabari: I try to maintain a steady balance of flexibility and fortitude, of course.

Akan Nabari: There's an old Yondon saying. 'Sometimes we are the serpent, and sometimes we are the spear.'

Leonora: A wise saying.

Leonora: Well, then, Akan ...

Leonora: comes over and kisses him on the lips.

Leonora: You should make time to visit me and my husband, when next in Highmark. Or send me a letter, when you have a moment.

Leonora: But I am reminded that I should attend to my niece, before she gets into too much trouble.

Akan Nabari: is still somewhat surprised by the kiss, but is happy to return it.

Akan Nabari: I would be happy to pay you a visit when next I return to the capital.

Akan Nabari: I shall be sure that comes before too long.

Leonora: /me shimmies back into her dress, which she has chosen specifically because it slips on well enough even when she's not fully dry.

Leonora: Then I will look forward to that.

Akan Nabari: smiles, appreciating the view, and will remain in the pool for propriety's sake.

Nik And Coifárë Check Up On Lamont at the Pools

Narrator: (How do we want to set this up?)

Lamont: (idk. catch him at the hot springs just to make everything a little more awkward? Nik knows where his rooms are, of course, but it could just be out somewhere on the grounds)

Nik: (hot springs is good with me, I haven't gotten to bathe yet 😉

Lamont: (i'm not sure if they are actively looking for each other :x)

Narrator: (Coifare was going to look for them, but certainly someone could have directed them to...them)

Lamont: (I think Lamont is partly still here for treatment so he probably has things he is supposed to be doing, like spending a certain amount of time in the springs or whatever, so it mght be easier to get directed to him)

Narrator: (We could have Coifare run into Nik while they're both on their way to see Lamont?)

Nik: (sure)

Coifárë | Vilyawén: will be making their way towards where they've been told Lamont is, when they spot Nik and make a beeline for him.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Nik!

Nik: is heading in the direction of the hot springs, wearing a soft robe.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: calls out, grinning and waving.

Nik: Oh, Coifare, hello!

Nik: smiles and waves back

Coifárë | Vilyawén: And hello to you. Somehow I've managed to miss you in all the hubbub. How are you doing?

Nik: Busy, but good. It's wonderful to have so many guests, but I do hope to be able to have some time to devote to relaxation as well.

Nik: How about yourself?

Coifárë | Vilyawén: You know me, I can always find ways to amuse myself, and your family's estate is so beautiful! I'm glad I brought my paints.

Nik: Ah, I'd love to see what you wind up making, if you feel like showing me 🙂

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Of course.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Oh! Nik, you must sit for me!

Coifárë | Vilyawén: In one of the gardens, by some of the pools...it would be so lovely.

Nik: oh, well, of course, if you'd like! I'm happy to oblige you with some visual interest 😉

Nik: I was just on my way to the hot springs, are you headed that way as well?

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Yes, I was told Lamont was over in this direction, and I wanted to pay my respects. Imagine my delight in running into you, as well.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: And you always provide visual interest. 😉

Coifárë | Vilyawén: will take Nik's arm and, making sure no one is currently around, give him a quick peck on the cheek.

Nik: smiles at that, blushing a bit

Nik: Yes, I think Lamont is undergoing his regimen of bathing at the moment, we should find him down this way I believe...

Nik: can lead the way to wherever Lamont currently is

Narrator: (Presumably Lamont can hear the two of them talking as they approach.)

Lamont: is leaning back in one of the pools, submerged to his chest with his elbow up on the stone behind him, but will turn to look as the two of you approach

Coifárë | Vilyawén: smiles brightly to see Lamont.

Lamont: oh... hello.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Seldarine be praised.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: says quietly.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: I hope we're not intruding?

Lamont: No... of course not.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: May we join you?

Lamont: Of course.

Lamont: 's face is a bit red from the heat already >.>

Coifárë | Vilyawén: will slip out of their dress, fold and set it aside carefully before stepping into the pool.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: How are you feeling?

Nik: disrobes and descends into the pool as well, sighing contentedly.

Lamont: takes a moment to push his hair, made quite unrult by the damp, out of his face as people are entering the pool.

Lamont: Much better since I arrived, though I'm still rebuilding my strength

Coifárë | Vilyawén: will have their hair up to keep out of the water. It is a bright, cheerful pink to match the blossoms in the trees.

Lamont: By the time the event is finished, I am told I should be fully restored

Nik: has his hair in a loose braid to keep it slightly out of the way.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: That's great news. As you know, many of us were quite worried.

Lamont: nods

Lamont: I do appreciate the concern, and the support.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: The very least we could offer a friend.

Nik: nods

Nik: I thought if you couldn't partake in the season for a little while, I could bring the season to you 🙂 At least some of it.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Very considerate of you, Nik.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: smiles.

Nik: Hopefully only the enjoyable parts...

Lamont: Well beyond anything I had expected.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Well, someone needs to be looking out for you.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: And if it won't be family, please allow it to be your friends.

Lamont: considers

Lamont: I appreciate that but... I would not want to see my friends drawn further into my affairs, or to bear the consequences of such.

Nik: You know, you can speak freely here. What, in truth, do you think the consequences could be, that you're so concerned about?

Nik: says gently

Coifárë | Vilyawén: nods encouragingly.

Lamont: looks down in the water, where hehas crossed his arms over his chest

Lamont: It's not so simple as that, to put a voice to such thoughts

Nik: Are you concerned at how we might respond?

Lamont: ...no.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Then, please, let us offer support in whatever has clearly been bothering you.

Lamont: it s just... none of it is at all certain, or definitive,

Lamont: if anything you'll probably be overly indulgent

Nik: it doesn't need to be, to weigh on your mind. and maybe in sharing it, there will be things that we can help guide more towards certainty, one way or another.

Lamont: I don't even know where to begin.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: The beginning tends to be the best place...

Lamont: I'm not clear even where that is.

Nik: Or with whatever the biggest concern is?

Lamont: Well. I think my uncle wishes me ill. I think he is willing to harm friends of mine that put themselves in his way and...has before.

Lamont: finally manages to say it out loud (sorta), but probably still just looking down into the water

Nik: slides over closer to put his hand on Lamont's shoulder.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: will scoot closer themself, but doesn't want to overwhelm Lamont.

Lamont: seems very tense for some reason :V

Coifárë | Vilyawén: How do you mean?

Lamont: Gerry...

Nik: oh...

Lamont: Arnaud even...

Nik: That was a skirmish - or was it just made to seem like one? I am not saying this to disprove you, I'm just trying to understand what you think happened.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Wait, you think Thurston is responsible for Algernon and Arnaud's deaths?

Coifárë | Vilyawén: tries to keep their voice low, but definitely upset.

Lamont: ...Yes.

Lamont: With Arnaud.... I was meant to be with him

Coifárë | Vilyawén: looks at Lamont in horror.

Lamont: With Gerry, it was meant to be me, but ... I asked him to take the patrol in my stead...

Lamont: It was right after I'd heard about Fritz

Coifárë | Vilyawén: He's already made an attempt...and you were at Griffin's Crest, sick...

Lamont: looks at Nik

Lamont: It wasn't just a skirmish. It was... an encounter with other Nerathi forces

Lamont: Of course there was an investigation, but they found no one to be at fault. Just a 'miscommunication' somewhere along the line.

Nik: oh...

Lamont: and of course it's standard to target officers...

Nik: and I took you back there when you were ill. I'm so sorry, Lamont. I wish I could have pressed my father to keep you at our house, not put you in such a position.

Lamont: These kinds of expectations and relationships are precisely how he operates. I'm sure he would have pressed for you to return me in any case.

Nik: looks over to Coifare

Nik: We'll find a way to protect you.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: nods, frowning.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: You can't go back there, for one. We can find you somewhere to stay that he can't second guess, I'm sure.

Lamont: I don't want to put either of you in danger.

Nik: It wouldn't be you putting us anywhere... and we can't just leave you to deal with this alone.

Lamont: I thought when I took my commission that I would have more freedom from him...

Coifárë | Vilyawén: If he has enough reach for an ambush on one of your patrols...

Lamont: Then I though if I could get married and take some control over things... but now, I don't know

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Well...you could.

Nik: nods

Coifárë | Vilyawén: You have...options.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: glances at Nik.

Nik: blushes intensely but nods

Lamont: both I and my fiance would have to make it through the engagement alive, and even then, until there was another heir, there would be a threat

Lamont: any 'option' woudl need to be approved by him.

Nik: If ... if it would be an option, I could marry you.

Nik: manages to say

Coifárë | Vilyawén: nods.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Heir to the Curiate Palatine, Thurston can't gainsay that.

Lamont: of course he could.

Lamont: You're unlikely - I should hope- to inherit the title in my lifetime.

Lamont: and if he didn't it would only put you in more danger.

Lamont: No.

Nik: looks crestfallen but tries not to show it too much

Coifárë | Vilyawén: I wouldn't be so quick to dismiss it, Lamont. Nik is volunteering, and would know what he's getting into.

Nik: what is it he wants? your title? estates? money? Maybe there is another way around this.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: I could offer as well, but I'm a much easier match for Thurston to disallow.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Gueiris has his own engagement problems...

Narrator: (And more than any of us know at this point 😉 )

Lamont: looks pained but really is trying not to look at either of you

Lamont: I assume so.

Nik: maybe this is foolish, but have you thought about just giving them to him? Your life and your well-being are worth more than a title or lands.

Lamont: does look at Nik now

Lamont: I.... had not.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: gives Nik a strange look as well.

Nik: like I said, maybe it's not a good idea, I'm sure there are things I haven't thought of... I don't know a lot about the legalities of such a thing, or the politics, or anything...

Nik: I just know I don't want you to die.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: gives Nik a sympathetic look and nods, then turns back to Lamont.

Lamont: I'm... sorry to have given you such a burden :/

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Lamont, this is what friends are for. To help shoulder these burdens.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: I'm just sorry you've been doing it alone.

Nik: don't be. now that it's shared, we can help you.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: will finally cross the distance to give Lamont a very awkward side hug.

Narrator: (Awkward in the physical configuration, not emotionally (at least not for Coifare))

Nik: hugs you too, at least with one arm, to the extent that we can physically manage that ;)

Lamont: just gonna have a cry now 😭

Nik: it will be okay... we'll figure out something. you don't have to do this alone anymore.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: will rub Lamont's back reassuringly.

Narrator: (This would look very awkward if someone walked in.)

Lamont: (oh man Lamont would just die)

Lamont: You don't... if anything happened to you,... I.. couldn't bear it

Lamont: manages through his sobbing

Lamont: Nik when you... when you fell.. I... can't do it again....

Nik: oh...

Nik: but we helped each other. we found our way through it, it was all right. we can do that again. and Coifare is there to help too, it isn't just me. I think Gueiris would help too. I know I'm not much just on my own, but there are other friends too.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: nods.

Lamont: They mean well, but they don't understand. I wish I hadn't said anything. I wish I could break them of any affection for me. But how can I wish that when they are two of the people I care the most for in the world? But I'd rather be alone than them in danger. That I could bear, and if I couldn't... It's so hard to choose to life, and fight for that, every day. But now they won't let me be. What can I do? What if I'm sent to Morro, or anywhere else? How can I protect them then? Nik you sweet fool, how do you think I could do this to you, even if it was ever permitted? But I have no idea what to do now.. Is he right? Can I just give it up, and let my uncle win? Would he let me go? and who or what would I be then? I feel so lost, like I'm drowning and dragging down everyone who comes to my aid...

Lamont: (And then they can let him cry until he is out of cry, then help him back to his room and snuggle him until he falls asleep)

Nik and Coifárë Discuss Lamont

Nik: will wait until Lamont falls asleep and then disentangle himself, gesturing to see if Coifare will go with him to another room.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: nods and will follow suit.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: looks troubled and thoughtful.

Nik: manages to scrounge up a bottle of wine from somewhere, so we can at least drink about our problems ;)

Nik: That was... a lot.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: nods.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: I don't really know what to say.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: It seems so incredible to believe, but Lamont's family has had such a terrible string of bad luck, so if it's not bad luck, but actual malice...

Nik: nods

Coifárë | Vilyawén: shakes their head.

Nik: It would make a lot of sense, if it is true.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: nods.

Nik: Not that I doubt him... but I think he's had a lot of stress lately and it's hard to see things clearly in that kind of state of mind. maybe he's right about some but not all of it, I don't know.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Oh, no, I think you're right. I trust Lamont and his discernment, so if he thinks his uncle wishes him ill, I'm sure that's true.

Nik: nods

Coifárë | Vilyawén: I just, I don't know what the hells we can do about it.

Nik: He seems to think now that even marrying wouldn't help :/

Coifárë | Vilyawén: He does seem hopeless, in the very literal sense.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Hopefully some time here to rest will help.

Nik: I hope so. But then at some point he'll have to go back... I'm not sure if we can find reasons for him not to go to Griffon's Crest, at least?

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Hmm. We could arrange other visits for him, perhaps? And Gueiris's family has some military contacts. Maybe we could get him assigned to some sort of on-site security or something of the sort.

Nik: Could we.... fake a military assignment?

Nik: thinks out loud

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Possibly, but if he's right about Algernon...

Nik: for him, I mean. Say that he's called away to somewhere on an assignment, but really keep him in Highmark just... hidden. but if his uncle has military connections maybe that wouldn't stand up to scrutiny.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: nods.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: That's my concern.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Oh! The Ahkasic delegation. Maybe we could get them to ask for Lamont for diplomatic security? It's prestigious, a little unusual but not so far outside the norm. Thurston might have trouble forestalling it.

Nik: maybe... do you think they'd go along with it?

Coifárë | Vilyawén: We could ask, at the least.

Nik: nods

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Best to have multiple ideas for contingencies.

Nik: My friend Juno could maybe be convinced to help if we need a military connection, too...

Coifárë | Vilyawén: I can see if there's anyone in my family I can convince, but they have little enough to do with Highmark's military.

Nik: sighs, taking a drink of the wine.

Nik: I am worried for him... because of this, but also his own state of mind. I guess he's been thinking for a long time that this was happening but either wasn't sure or didn't think he would be believed...

Coifárë | Vilyawén: nods.

Nik: but that's what makes it so nefarious! if it was something straightforward, then there would be proof... I don't know what kind of proof there might be here, if we could even find something like that.

Nik: Obviously my first priority is Lamont's safety, but then... if his uncle was actually able to be shown to have conspired to murder at least two of his own relatives... there would have to be consequences for that.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: nods.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Try as we might nobles aren't actually above the law, thank Erathis.

Nik: nods

Coifárë | Vilyawén: I can see how this would be so isolating, why he's so worried, withdrawn.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Poor Lamont.

Nik: ...Do you know about his mark?

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Only very vaguely.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: I'm given to understand it's something it behooves him to be less than forthcoming about.

Nik: Well, yes.

Nik: He did tell me a few things ages ago, in letters. I don't pretend to really understand it fully.

Nik: But I think it might be contributing to how he's feeling.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Oh, that's...unfortunate.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: I know sometimes they can be as much curse as blessing.

Nik: It gives him an impression of people's intentions. and if his uncle is intending him harm, and he's subjected to that day in and day out...

Nik: and it's not as if he can prove anything with that. or... or even turn it off, I don't think. so he must feel awful whenever he's home.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Oh, gods. We really must keep him out of Griffin's Crest.

Nik: nods

Nik: He really didn't want to go home, but my father insisted, and so I let him go... I feel terrible that I didn't try harder. but like Lamont said, maybe his uncle would have demanded his return anyway.

Nik: I think that's why he often has a hard time with big gatherings too. If there are too many people trying to get his favour or persuade him to do something or manipulate him, it's just too much to deal with.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: That...makes some things make more sense.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: And don't blame yourself. None of us knew the extent of Lamont's predicament.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Now we just have to worry about providing aid going forward.

Nik: nods

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Should I talk to his mother? Or write to her if she's already gone by the time we return?

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Margo is lovely, but...flighty.

Nik: maybe we can ask Lamont what he thinks about that, once he's recovered?

Nik: I don't really know her well enough to say whether that would be helpful or not.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: nods.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Historically, I think it could go either way.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Not that she won't be concerned, but there's no telling what she'll do, or be able to do.

Nik: She is his mother, after all... he could have told her anytime. if he hasn't, maybe there's a reason. but he did ask for her when he was sick, so that must count for something.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Right.

Nik: I'm sorry that you got dragged into all of this... but at the same time, I'm glad at least I'm not trying to figure out what to do about all of this by myself.

Nik: offers you the wine so he isn't just hogging it all to himself ;)

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Hey, I'm here of my own volition. For Lamont, yes, but I'm also here for you, now. This is difficult, and everyone involved deserves to have their burdens shared.

Coifárë | Vilyawén: will take the bottle and take a drink.

Nik: smiles a little at that

Coifárë | Vilyawén: Except for Thurston, obviously. He can go sit on a spike or whatever. If Lamont's right about even half of what he's said...that man needs to pay, and pay dearly.

Nik: nods firmly

Coifárë | Vilyawén: But for now, I'll settle for Lamont feeling better, and everyone managing to get some rest.

Nik: I'll drink to that.

Leonora Propositions Lamont

Leonora: is wandering around the house, a glass of some cocktail in hand, later in the day but before sunset.

Lamont: can be observed in a hallway asking a servant for something

Leonora: tries to catch your eye, heading over in your direction.

Leonora: Stillmarch!

Leonora: smiles warmly upon seeing you.

Lamont: looks over when he hears his name, as the servant slips away

Lamont: Lady Wengal - good evening

Lamont: looks probably better than he did at the masquerade, to be honest

Leonora: I'm so glad to see you looking so well.

Leonora: I know I cannot have been the only one to be saddened to hear of your recent illness.

Lamont: Thank you, I am feeling much improved

Leonora: Therma Alba has that effect. I know young Evenor has benefitted from its properties, of course. And when I was a girl, we would often come here when one relative or another was taken down with something.

Lamont: Is your experience of Therma Alba living up to its memories?

Leonora: I love it here. So welcoming and open, unlike so much of Thantopolitan life.

Leonora: There is a certain closedness about life, especially among the Palatines, who take things so very seriously.

Leonora: It's strange to say but, being in Nachtur, despite all its perils, gives one the opportunity to be more open with oneself, to be more at ease.

Lamont: That sounds familiar - perhaps more a Sentinel trait than Thantopolitan solely

Leonora: Yes, perhaps so. The Allard family, historically, has been a fairly ... what's the word I'm looking for?

Leonora: reflects.

Lamont: will let you fill that pause in yourself

Leonora: I was going to say 'fusty', but that's not quite right, and I certainly hope to cause you no offense.

Lamont: I did not know you were acquainted more broadly with my family, apart my uncle.

Leonora: Personally, I suppose I am not. But for someone in my various roles it is important to know the history and character of all the great military families.

Leonora: Is your uncle here? I haven't seen him.

Lamont: He is not.

Leonora: nods slowly, as if trying to read into your tone, perhaps?

Leonora: Not his scene, I would judge.

Lamont: (guardedly neutral)

Lamont: nods

Lamont: That is so.

Leonora: Might we find a quiet place, Stillmarch, for a drink? The hallway is lovely but offers every opportunity for an unwelcome passer-by.

Lamont: Certainly - I believe there is a sitting room down this hall

Leonora: I think you're right. Come.

Leonora: takes your hand and leads the way.

Lamont: will extract his hand, but follow

Leonora: heads into the room and sits, making sure that Lamont's seat will be close but not too close for his comfort.

Leonora: Grab yourself a drink there on the sidetable, if you care to.

Lamont: I'm fine, thank you.

Lamont: will sit

Lamont: (I feel like she is trying to really keep control f the situation and keep him a little on edge but I don't know if I am reading that correctly, Steve - am I way off base?)

Leonora: (you're right, or at least, she's trying not to freak you out, but to stress that this is not just a Casual Chat)

Lamont: Your letter mentioned some business you wished to discuss?

Leonora: Yes. Well. Quite so.

Leonora: activates her dragonmark.

Lamont: 9Remind me how this works and if there is any visible cue?)

Leonora: We are now in utter secrecy. No sound, no incantation, no witchery of any sort I know of, can penetrate this area.

Leonora: (we basically are in an invisible bubble of silence from outside + nondetection)

Lamont: raises his eyebrows

Lamont: You have my full attention, Lady Wengal

Leonora: Please call me Leonora, as my friends do.

Lamont: nods

Leonora: When I first came to the social season, I was eighteen. Younger than you are now, and surely more naive. I did not yet have any military experience, and this was before the Nachtur campaigns. A girl from Thantopolis, in search of ... a husband, I suppose?

Leonora: I do not say this to make myself sound old. Goodness, I do not feel old! But to say that there are various purposes for which one might come to the season, and marriage, of course, is one of them. For many.

Leonora: But of course, I am married now, and to a man who I love and trust with all my heart. From the outside, it may look like a mismatch, but I assure you that my dear Magga and I have a most loving partnership, no matter how strange it may sit with some, and no matter how ill-fitting it may look from the outside.

Leonora: smiles, as if imagining Magga's kind embrace.

Leonora: And I am a Palatine, and so beneath what some might perceive as a soft exterior there is a hardness to me. We stand in strength, against the darkness in Nachtur, together.

Leonora: Forgive me if I am meandering. Let me be direct.

Leonora: When I married Magga, I gained much. In Nachtur, access to wealth, and to power, even beyond what my family could provide, which was already of great substance.

Leonora: But I also, in that union, inherited a problem, that I am bound by honour and my own signature to remedy.

Lamont: Ah..

Leonora: I am contracted to provide Lord Wengal an heir. Or heirs, if possible.

Lamont: I see.

Leonora: sips her drink.

Lamont: So, you are looking for someone to... help you provide him some.

Leonora: Exactly right. Someone of honour, ideally someone of one of the Sentinel Great Houses, thought that is not a rigid requirement, who might enter into a bond that would be contractual, yes, and mutually beneficial, yes, but also with the full understanding that, in so doing, a social bond is also being created.

Leonora: I am not a whore, Stillmarch. You would never suggest it, nor even think it, but I feel that I must say it, so bluntly, as I know that there are some who would see it as such.

Lamont: seems a bit shocked that you would put it so bluntly in this apparenlty spy proof area you've got going on

Leonora: And Wengal is no cuckold. He is as much a party to this requirement which I have willingly undertaken.

Lamont: Lady, I would not judge you so.

Leonora: And if I thought you would, then we would not be having this conversation.

Lamont: or your lord husband

Leonora: We are pragmatic people. How could it be otherwise, living in Nachtur, which requires not only vigilance but constant pragmatism, just to survive and thrive?

Leonora: I do not know if you are a good choice for this enterprise. But rest assured that I am coming into this conversation with already more than a sense of who you are, and who your family is.

Lamont: take a moment to try and parse what you mean by that

Leonora: This is, naturally, a lot to take in. You may have questions. I encourage you to ask them freely.

Lamont: (so what are her intentions at this point - is she still just trying to get a sense of whether I would be suitable or amenable?)

Leonora: (yes, seems that way)

Lamont: (I mean, this is how his mark works, so its not really about how it seems, but what her intentions actually are. I am willing to spend a resolve token if you think it is necessary!)

Leonora: (she is feeling you out for interest, and wants to answer your questions. She is also trying not to freak you out!)

Lamont: Lady... Leonora, I don't find that your situation is so strange or unimaginable. It seems to me a logical extension of your marriage, though I don't envy your position.

Leonora: It is not simple, that is true. But I am blessed with the wealth and privilege to be able to effect the choice that is right for me.

Lamont: You speak of contracts, so I assume you are looking for a formal arrangement - but you must also know that I'm not in a position to enter into any such arrangements on my own behalf at this juncture.

Leonora: Yes, I understand, of course.

Lamont: So I do wonder - why you have approached me, in particular, and so diretly

Leonora: Well I assure you that you are not the only name on my list.

Leonora: smiles.

Lamont: Of course.

Leonora: But beyond that, because I know that any contract involves a give and take, and that the person involved needs to be in a position to benefit.

Leonora: And so I am looking for those who, I imagine, might have some benefit they desire that I can provide. Other, of course, than the vulgar moment itself.

Lamont: Then.... what benefit is it that you imagine I might desire from you?

Leonora: Well. I am very imaginative, or so my father always has told me.

Leonora: I can imagine that a young man might wish to be liberated from his own constraints. Or who might wish to advance himself militarily. Or might wish to have access to the wealth, power, and contacts of the Grugalen. Or more...

Leonora: You do not need to answer me now. In fact, let me be clearer: Do not answer me now.

Leonora: We are only in the first steps of what might be a very long dance. One th

Leonora: I am offering you my hand in friendship, and in my frankness today, simply saying out loud what I must, to get the band to start playing.

Leonora: But what you want, Stillmarch, is not fully known to me, and in fact, may not be fully known to you.

Lamont: nods

Lamont: I do have more questions

Leonora: Certainly. You're sure you don't want a drink?

Lamont: ...Perhaps I might, after all.

Lamont: will briefly excuse himself to visit that sideboard

Leonora: And ask all you like. We are in absolute privacy still.

Lamont: thank you

Lamont: Are you still well supplied, while I am here?

Leonora: I'd take another. Thank you.

Leonora: downs her glass and hands it to you.

Lamont: can get us each a drink, and will pass yours to you before retaking his seat

Lamont: What happens if we pursue this dance and you settle in the end on another partner?

Leonora: Then, I imagine, we shall have become closer friends, and will remain so into the future.

Leonora: Both of our Houses are sufficiently prominent that neither of us has any interest in causing strife, should I go another direction, or should you choose to decline.

Lamont: nods

Leonora: And, as with any of my good friends, there might still be ways in which I would be able to help you, in the future. Non-contractually, you understand.

Lamont: I see.

Lamont: You said earlier that this arrangement would entail a social bond - you mean something more enduring?

Leonora: I do. The question of paternity will almost surely require it.

Leonora: Imagine, if you will, this child, or children. They will be Lord Wengal's heirs. But clearly not his progeny.

Leonora: And one day, these children will, in likelihood, have dragonmarks of considerable potency.

Leonora: Of the sort that my children's future suitors will want to know whether they are the product of some wayward byblow. Not to mention, the children themselves.

Leonora: So I reckon it is best to have some level of clarity and frankness about the matter, from the beginning.

Lamont: That seems sensible. But these human children... will be heirs of a goblinoid lineage?

Lamont: What would their House be?

Leonora: They would be Magga's heirs. Wengal in all but blood.

Lamont: Forgive me, I admit that my understanding of Goblinoid inheritance is rudimentary, but would that not draw a major title away from his people?

Leonora: nods.

Leonora: I believe it would, yes.

Lamont: ...are you trying to found a new Sentinel house?

Leonora: smiles.

Leonora: There are many unknowns, at this point. You understand the chaos of Nachtur from a military perspective. But you should also think of it from the perspective of society.

Leonora: New ways of being are emerging, to the benefit of the goblinoids, and humans, and anyone else.

Leonora: My grandchildren will inherit titles, yes, but I aim to see that they inherit a world very different from the one you and I were raised in.

Lamont: you are setting them a challenging path - I understand your caution in approaching this.

Leonora: I have set myself a challenging life.

Leonora: And so there are any number of names from the Great Houses who I have already excluded because I cannot see how they will participate or benefit from the kinds of transformations that may emerge.

Leonora: Who may, in time, come to regret their involvement.

Leonora: If you are the candidate, Stillmarch, it is not simply because you are a pretty face with a fine name and mark.

Lamont: I am flattered that you would consider it, but then - how is it that I have made your list?

Leonora: smiles.

Leonora: Of course, I know of your military history. But also, your family history.

Lamont: frowns a little at that

Lamont: do you?

Leonora: Just what is known publicly, and then, beyond that, from my association with your uncle a decade or more ago.

Leonora: I do not suppose to know every intimate detail.

Leonora: Your uncle made a ... distinct impression on me.

Leonora: leaves that just hanging.

Lamont: I am not my uncle.

Leonora: No indeed.

Leonora: Which is why you are still on the list.

Lamont: but that... does not answer my question.

Leonora: The person who I choose will need to gain some very real advantage from this union. But they cannot be so desperate that they are entering into a permanent state of subjection, vis-a-vis the Wengal and Palatine lineages.

Leonora: You are, I understand, for the moment, your uncle's ward. But that is a passing moment, in the span of a lifetime.

Leonora: You are a Marquess, of a house whose character, influence, and history is so well-known that to simply say Machel will be enough to silence many who might be critical.

Leonora: Simply put, you might have some great need for me now, but we are, in every meaningful respect, equals.

Leonora: And I know that you are young, but that span of years will matter less and less, as time goes on.

Lamont: I believe I understand you

Lamont: I will consider what that may be.

Leonora: takes a drink.

Lamont: I feel I should disclose, as it is only somewhat publicly know, that my brother Frederic recently expressed a mark of our mother's house. For your calculations.

Leonora: nods.

Leonora: There is no fine science to any of this. But I appreciate the disclosure.at, if culminated, could last the remainder of our lives.

Leonora: I am offering you my hand in friendship, and in my frankness today, simply saying out loud what I must, to get the band to start playing.

Leonora: But what you want, Stillmarch, is not fully known to me, and in fact, may not be fully known to you.

Lamont: nods

Lamont: I do have more questions

Leonora: Certainly. You're sure you don't want a drink?

Lamont: ...Perhaps I might, after all.

Lamont: will briefly excuse himself to visit that sideboard

Leonora: And ask all you like. We are in absolute privacy still.

Lamont: thank you

Lamont: Are you still well supplied, while I am here?

Leonora: I'd take another. Thank you.

Leonora: downs her glass and hands it to you.

Lamont: can get us each a drink, and will pass yours to you before retaking his seat

Lamont: What happens if we pursue this dance and you settle in the end on another partner?

Leonora: Then, I imagine, we shall have become closer friends, and will remain so into the future.

Leonora: Both of our Houses are sufficiently prominent that neither of us has any interest in causing strife, should I go another direction, or should you choose to decline.

Lamont: nods

Leonora: And, as with any of my good friends, there might still be ways in which I would be able to help you, in the future. Non-contractually, you understand.

Lamont: I see.

Lamont: You said earlier that this arrangement would entail a social bond - you mean something more enduring?

Leonora: I do. The question of paternity will almost surely require it.

Leonora: Imagine, if you will, this child, or children. They will be Lord Wengal's heirs. But clearly not his progeny.

Leonora: And one day, these children will, in likelihood, have dragonmarks of considerable potency.

Leonora: Of the sort that my children's future suitors will want to know whether they are the product of some wayward byblow. Not to mention, the children themselves.

Leonora: So I reckon it is best to have some level of clarity and frankness about the matter, from the beginning.

Lamont: That seems sensible. But these human children... will be heirs of a goblinoid lineage?

Lamont: What would their House be?

Leonora: They would be Magga's heirs. Wengal in all but blood.

Lamont: Forgive me, I admit that my understanding of Goblinoid inheritance is rudimentary, but would that not draw a major title away from his people?

Leonora: nods.

Leonora: I believe it would, yes.

Lamont: ...are you trying to found a new Sentinel house?

Leonora: smiles.

Leonora: There are many unknowns, at this point. You understand the chaos of Nachtur from a military perspective. But you should also think of it from the perspective of society.

Leonora: New ways of being are emerging, to the benefit of the goblinoids, and humans, and anyone else.

Leonora: My grandchildren will inherit titles, yes, but I aim to see that they inherit a world very different from the one you and I were raised in.

Lamont: you are setting them a challenging path - I understand your caution in approaching this.

Leonora: I have set myself a challenging life.

Leonora: And so there are any number of names from the Great Houses who I have already excluded because I cannot see how they will participate or benefit from the kinds of transformations that may emerge.

Leonora: Who may, in time, come to regret their involvement.

Leonora: If you are the candidate, Stillmarch, it is not simply because you are a pretty face with a fine name and mark.

Lamont: I am flattered that you would consider it, but then - how is it that I have made your list?

Leonora: smiles.

Leonora: Of course, I know of your military history. But also, your family history.

Lamont: frowns a little at that

Lamont: do you?

Leonora: Just what is known publicly, and then, beyond that, from my association with your uncle a decade or more ago.

Leonora: I do not suppose to know every intimate detail.

Leonora: Your uncle made a ... distinct impression on me.

Leonora: leaves that just hanging.

Lamont: I am not my uncle.

Leonora: No indeed.

Leonora: Which is why you are still on the list.

Lamont: but that... does not answer my question.

Leonora: The person who I choose will need to gain some very real advantage from this union. But they cannot be so desperate that they are entering into a permanent state of subjection, vis-a-vis the Wengal and Palatine lineages.

Leonora: You are, I understand, for the moment, your uncle's ward. But that is a passing moment, in the span of a lifetime.

Leonora: You are a Marquess, of a house whose character, influence, and history is so well-known that to simply say Machel will be enough to silence many who might be critical.

Leonora: Simply put, you might have some great need for me now, but we are, in every meaningful respect, equals.

Leonora: And I know that you are young, but that span of years will matter less and less, as time goes on.

Lamont: I believe I understand you

Lamont: I will consider what that may be.

Leonora: takes a drink.

Lamont: I feel I should disclose, as it is only somewhat publicly know, that my brother Frederic recently expressed a mark of our mother's house. For your calculations.

Leonora: nods.

Leonora: There is no fine science to any of this. But I appreciate the disclosure.

Leonora: There is no set list of what I can provide to you, as part of this contract. In other words, it has yet to be drawn up in any way. So you should reflect on what it is that you want out of this, before we proceed any further.

Leonora: I also cannot promise you that I will not, at this time, be making similar overtures to others. But I promise you this. Absolute discretion. Outside my own household, your name will not be raised in regard to this matter, until we are at a much later stage.

Leonora: I can only imagine the embarrassment that might entail, to both sides.

Lamont: I can appreciate that. However, within my own household, the boundaries of where I might reasonably turn fur advice are... extremely narrow

Leonora: I understand.

Lamont: It is quite a lot to contemplate alone... and there could, in theiry, at east, be other who would be affected by any such agreements I might enter into

Leonora: Your position is a complex one, I grant. Which did lead my assistant to wonder whether we ought to find something ... simpler. But I have not chosen a simple path to date, and see no reason to start now.

Lamont: I understand why you have a list

Lamont: I will take some time to think this through, but thank you for your candour.

Leonora: You are welcome. And regardless, I am truly glad to have had this time to get to know you better, Stillmarch.

Lamont: Likewise, Leonora.

Misunderstandings Redux (Lavinia and Gueiris)

Lavinia: Later that evening, Lavinia will make her way down to the dining room and gather a plate of the most sugar-filled, unhealthy things she can find.

Lavinia: sits in a corner of the room and sighs as she pokes at a coconut confection.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: by luck Gueiris wanders through the dining room just at that moment

Lavinia: seems lost in her thoughts and does not notice him enter.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: happily spots her and will head over

Lavinia: looks up as he approaches and freezes.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: Lavinia, I've been hoping to run into you all day. Where have you been?

Lavinia: Hoping to run into me? Why? You made your intentions quite clear to my sister.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: is a little taken aback

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: I talked to your sister when I first arrived, but I don't understand what you mean.

Lavinia: I should have known, I suppose. It was always too good to be true.

Lavinia: stabs at a piece of devil's food cake with her fork.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: If there was some misunderstanding with your sister, it was not my intention. I know she claimed you had talked but it seemed to me that it was not entirely true.

Lavinia: We talked. Well, she did mainly. I was too busy being humiliated.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: I understand that the way I arrived isn't ideal, but humiliated? If this is that hard for you... I don't want to keep hurting you.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: I just thought we could find a way... that all this could be temporary.

Lavinia: Temporary... I see.

Lavinia: I think I'd like to be alone now, please.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: Do you see? If that is what you want.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: steps back

Lavinia: I can't be what you want me to be.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: Then I will be the perfect gentelman and let you be.

Gueiris/Xenos/Vess: turns quickly and walks away

Lavinia: begins crying softly.

Rosalie and Juno Hit It Off

Juno Morticia Auspex: will be trying to retrieve a book on a higher shelf in the library, perched precariously on a ladder.

Rosalie: will enter and find her there

Rosalie: Oh, do be careful!

Juno Morticia Auspex: Hmm? What?

Juno Morticia Auspex: turns a bit to sharply and seems to be losing her balance.

Rosalie: will rush to help her...somehow

Narrator: (What're you thinking, help-wise?)

Rosalie: (Stabilizing the ladder or politely grabbing a leg)

Narrator: (Are you okay with Juno falling on Rosalie, at least in part? It seems funny to me.)

Rosalie: (Go for it)

Juno Morticia Auspex: will try to right herself and manage to fall back towards her savior, who manages to hold the ladder for a moment before they both fall together in a heap.

Juno Morticia Auspex: Ow. Well, now I'm going to have to change my middle name to 'Mortified.'

Rosalie: Oof

Rosalie: giggles

Juno Morticia Auspex: My sincerest apologies, Miss...?

Rosalie: Lady Rosalie Doumens, at your service...although, badly. I shall not try for saviorhood without practicing more, Magus Auspex.

Juno Morticia Auspex: Entirely my fault, Lady Doumens, and please, don't fault your impulse or follow-through. The guilds can attest that, ahem, dexterity is my dump stat.

Juno Morticia Auspex: will struggle to her feet and attempt to help Rosalie do the same.

Juno Morticia Auspex: Thank you again, and I am truly sorry. Have we met?

Rosalie: It's no trouble, accidents happen. And no, I don't believe we have yet.

Juno Morticia Auspex: I'm far from famous, so how did you know my name?

Rosalie: laughs Oh, that, yes. A gift from birth. I forget it can be unsettling if we're not at a dance or party.

Juno Morticia Auspex: Oh! A dragonmark, I should have guessed. That's a handy gift. Much more polite than mine.

Juno Morticia Auspex: smiles.

Rosalie: Well, now you have me curious!

Juno Morticia Auspex: Oh, well, I wasn't meant to be coy or anything. I can spot weaknesses.

Rosalie: Ah, yes, I can see how that would not be labeled as "polite". But I daresay it is useful.

Juno Morticia Auspex: It lends itself to my line of work.

Narrator: (Can we say it's evening for this scene?)

Rosalie: (Works)

Juno Morticia Auspex: What brings you to the library at this hour? Also a light sleeper?

Rosalie: A bit. I generally fall asleep while reading in the early hours.

Juno Morticia Auspex: smiles and nods.

Juno Morticia Auspex: I get like that sometimes when I'm not out in the field.

Juno Morticia Auspex: To many things going on in my head.

Rosalie: nods

Rosalie: Yes. Sleeping in an unfamiliar place adds to it, as well

Juno Morticia Auspex: That, I'm more or less used to.

Juno Morticia Auspex: What were you looking for?

Juno Morticia Auspex: gestures around the library in general.

Rosalie: I'm not sure, honestly. I just finished a history, and now I'm in the mood for something different. What that might be remains to be seen. What were you looking for up so high?

Juno Morticia Auspex: Lord Evenor has a fondness for military histories, particularly the life of Laris Valerius Corvis. The Amathalis's have an original copy of the Ordo Pugnae I was wanting to take a look at.

Juno Morticia Auspex: He also has a surprisingly extensive collection of romance novel, a few shelves over. 😉

Rosalie: laughs Well, it is certainly a well-rounded library.

Rosalie: So what is it you do as your line of work?

Juno Morticia Auspex: Soldiering. A necromancer specifically, hence 'Magus', though Juno is fine. We have different standards of propriety than you Highmarkers.

Juno Morticia Auspex: And you?

Rosalie: Lady Rose, or Rose, whichever is more comfortable. And my family deals in Parfums and a dukedom.

Juno Morticia Auspex: laughs at that phrasing.

Juno Morticia Auspex: Oh, right, I sometimes forget that it's the same Doumens. You have that floral scent I really like that I can't recall the name of...

Juno Morticia Auspex: Which I suppose make's Rose a fitting appellation. 'By any other name' indeed.

Rosalie: laughs

De la vallée. It's one of our more popular scents.

Juno Morticia Auspex: snaps her fingers and nods.

Juno Morticia Auspex: The very one.

Juno Morticia Auspex: So what sort of work do you do in that regard? I know nothing about perfumery.

Rosalie: Well...looks hesitant for a second

Juno Morticia Auspex: I swear, I'm not trying to pry trade secrets from you.

Rosalie: laughs

Juno Morticia Auspex: smiles.

Rosalie: Oh, no, it's not that. It's just...I do my brother's job.

Rosalie: He has no interest, really, so I make the decisions. Advertisements, approval of new scents, artwork for the bottles. Where we spend our money, all of that.

Juno Morticia Auspex: That sounds like productive work, and I'm sorry you're having to do someone else's job for them.

Juno Morticia Auspex: If it helps, they a good scents and effective advertising. Even if I can't remember their names.

Juno Morticia Auspex: smiles reassuringly.

Rosalie: smiles

Thank you. I do love my brother, and enjoy the work, so it's not too much of a hardship. But i sometimes wish I could do something else.

Juno Morticia Auspex: What would you do?

Rosalie: considers

Rosalie: It might sound naive, but I should like to do something with an impact. Make a difference somehow.

Rosalie: Worry about more than just profits.

Juno Morticia Auspex: I know the feeling. I'm assigned to the War Office right now, delivering letters and filing mountains of paperwork, when just a few months ago I was actually helping people on the front lines in Morro.

Juno Morticia Auspex: What's stopping you from doing the sort of work you want to do?

Rosalie: Ah, well, opportunity mostly.

Juno Morticia Auspex: I'm sorry if that was impolite. I'm told I can be a bit blunt. And that's saying something for a Thantopolitan.

Rosalie: smiles

Rosalie: I find it refreshing.

Juno Morticia Auspex: returns the smile.

Juno Morticia Auspex: How fortunate for me.

Juno Morticia Auspex: Why don't we find you a book so you can try to get some rest, and I'll try to stop endangering myself with ladders.

Rosalie: Yes, quite. You might not have a lady to fall on next time!