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<blockquote data-quote="steeldragons" data-source="post: 6149138" data-attributes="member: 92511"><p>Guards arrived in bright blue tunics emblazoned with the golden dragon, wings outstretched, holding the blue diamond in its claws, the symbol of Daenfrii and the house of the Dragonmage. At Celerion’s instruction, and Alaria’s protestations, the ShiDaeiri was taken away with the Lord Chamberlain keeping close eye on the prisoner. As they left the party’s chambers, the elderly elf turned back to them.</p><p></p><p>“You are welcome to return to the gala. There will be ramifications to this night’s events we can not, now, guess. you shall be summoned tomorrow, after the Lordmage has been apprised.” Celerion said curtly.</p><p></p><p>“Celerion, you must let us interrogate this...um..dark elf.” Alaria protested, again.</p><p></p><p>“Peace, Magess.” the old elf said with a quieting hand upon her forearm. “As the caretaker of the Ihs Repahl, you shall be included in all further actions. But for tonight...we are defeated. You can make the best of it or remain here and lament. “</p><p></p><p>Celerion winked at Alaria with a weak smile. “I suggest you enjoy the time that is. For tomorrow shall brign all new concerns.”</p><p></p><p>With that and a small dip of his head as a “good night” to the rest of the party, Celerion departed after the guards.</p><p></p><p>“I can’t believe...” Alaria began to say, her mind and body fully tense with frustration and anger...and the realization of failure.</p><p></p><p>“Do you wish to return to the party?” Braddok said.</p><p></p><p>Alaria looked at him. His lovely new “formal” tunic was shredded in several places. Haelan looked, not unexpectedly, as if he would burst into tears. Pyrnion’s sweat was glistening in the magical light of their chambers all over his bared chest. Finally, she looked down at her own gown and finery.</p><p></p><p>“Where else shall I ever wear such finery?” Alaria said.</p><p></p><p>“N’after tonight when’re we ever gunna get an invitation?” Duor added in his typical cynical observational way.</p><p></p><p>The ball of light that kept them in communication with elsewhere in the Keep reported, simply, “Intruders no longer detected within the Keep walls. Security protocols dismissed by order of the Lord Chamberlain.” When it had finished this report, the ball of light faded from their presence. The party stood staring at each other in silence in the bright daylight-like ambiance of their sitting room.</p><p></p><p>“I think...I think we deserve a party.” Alaria said with a smile. “Let’s go back to the hall.”</p><p></p><p>The party, grinning weakly at their obviously defeated magess, returned to the festivities though few found comfort in the trappings of grandeur and promises of the new light to come.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="steeldragons, post: 6149138, member: 92511"] Guards arrived in bright blue tunics emblazoned with the golden dragon, wings outstretched, holding the blue diamond in its claws, the symbol of Daenfrii and the house of the Dragonmage. At Celerion’s instruction, and Alaria’s protestations, the ShiDaeiri was taken away with the Lord Chamberlain keeping close eye on the prisoner. As they left the party’s chambers, the elderly elf turned back to them. “You are welcome to return to the gala. There will be ramifications to this night’s events we can not, now, guess. you shall be summoned tomorrow, after the Lordmage has been apprised.” Celerion said curtly. “Celerion, you must let us interrogate this...um..dark elf.” Alaria protested, again. “Peace, Magess.” the old elf said with a quieting hand upon her forearm. “As the caretaker of the Ihs Repahl, you shall be included in all further actions. But for tonight...we are defeated. You can make the best of it or remain here and lament. “ Celerion winked at Alaria with a weak smile. “I suggest you enjoy the time that is. For tomorrow shall brign all new concerns.” With that and a small dip of his head as a “good night” to the rest of the party, Celerion departed after the guards. “I can’t believe...” Alaria began to say, her mind and body fully tense with frustration and anger...and the realization of failure. “Do you wish to return to the party?” Braddok said. Alaria looked at him. His lovely new “formal” tunic was shredded in several places. Haelan looked, not unexpectedly, as if he would burst into tears. Pyrnion’s sweat was glistening in the magical light of their chambers all over his bared chest. Finally, she looked down at her own gown and finery. “Where else shall I ever wear such finery?” Alaria said. “N’after tonight when’re we ever gunna get an invitation?” Duor added in his typical cynical observational way. The ball of light that kept them in communication with elsewhere in the Keep reported, simply, “Intruders no longer detected within the Keep walls. Security protocols dismissed by order of the Lord Chamberlain.” When it had finished this report, the ball of light faded from their presence. The party stood staring at each other in silence in the bright daylight-like ambiance of their sitting room. “I think...I think we deserve a party.” Alaria said with a smile. “Let’s go back to the hall.” The party, grinning weakly at their obviously defeated magess, returned to the festivities though few found comfort in the trappings of grandeur and promises of the new light to come. [/QUOTE]
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