Destiny's Tears- First Interlude

[Eonthar]

Abdiel Lyanthra

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Melody rolls her eyes upon seeing the Sacra. “I wonder if she knows that the ships are driven by tainted magic. Really, what do they have to do here? Are they looking for victims to lure them into their temples and kill or brainwash them in their strange rituals!? I suppose there's quite a few people here, they would consider as tainted. I should go up there and tell everyone about their true nature!”

Abdiel, seeing this, quietly whispers to Melody to try and lighten her mood (in Seelie) [SBLOCK]"Melody, do not worry overly much, I will make sure that we do not join one of their crews. You will have to excuse my bad joke, I have still not mastered humour, Mojiin humour does not translate very well. Seriously though, how do they power their ships? I thought that they only ran on arcane magic."[/SBLOCK][/SBLOCK]

 

[FreeXenon]

Mhrazhar, Mojiin Inquisitor HP: 28/30

AbM[sblock]Mhrazhar gives a highly annoyed look to the Circan as he speaks about their Blessings and let out a low "Hrrmmmph!!" and looks to Melody as she responds to its speech. He says in some form of Seelie "Followers of the Bat!", nods, and then continues to listen.[/sblock]

 

[Keia]

Zykovian T’Erilan, Male Altanian Hp's: 24/28

AbM[sblock]*Zykovian smiled at the interplay between his new friends and the speakers. He sat up more fully after the Sacran was finished, and was more attentive when the Altanian was about to speak.*[/sblock]

 

[Thanee]

Melody

AbM:
[SBLOCK]“They probably use it, as long as it helps them, but then demonize it, if it is no longer of use. Once they have arrived on their destination, they probably kill the helmsman during some great festival to honor this Circe and the other dark powers they pray to. I can't believe, that they let one of those wretched creatures spread their lies here. Well, at least the other ambassadors are hopefully chosen with a better taste.”[/SBLOCK]

 

[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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"Oh, I just came in. It would have been rather impolite to enter on you while you were busy, no? So I waited outside."
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[Rystil Arden]

All but Molpe:
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*Alyria Z'Avani steps onto to the podium. Alyria is a beautiful Altanian arcanist, with long, unbound waves of cyan tresses falling through her platinum circlet to rest gently upon her shoulders and upper-back. Her sapphire-blue eyes sparkle brightly in the spotlight, and she wears a revealing and comfortable Amaranthian shift underneath her transparent breastplate, although her waist is modestly covered by a fine Larakese sash.*

*She speaks about the joys of soaring through Wildspace, including her personal experience infiltrating the Pirate Lord of Darkmoon's secret asteroid base and besting him in single combat and how she once rode on the back of a giant Wildspace-whale. She then mentions that even after the convocation, there would be classes on Spelljamming and magic theory at the Altanian academies.*

"They can't teach you to be an Arcanist unless you're Altanian, but you'll always leave knowing more than you did when you came in."

*After concluding her speech, she introduces the next speaker, Praetorian Senator Rosa Olivia, an Archon.*
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[Thanee]

Melody

AbM:
[SBLOCK]“Alyria Z'Avani... sounds familiar, I think I've heard or read that name before.”[/SBLOCK]

 

[Rystil Arden]

Melody:
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(OOC: She's the sample character in the Rogue's Gallery Though feel free to have Melody know of her as well)
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[Brother Shatterstone]

Molpe Lilypetals: Limnad/Female (Siren)

RA: [sblock]“Then how do you know what my sister gave me?” Molpe eyed him carefully not sure what to make of him but certain that she should be more careful when alone than she had been in the past, “and why didn’t you knock at the door to announce yourself? Isn't that the socially acceptable and polite thing to do?”

OOC: What sort of race is Discovery anyhow?

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[Rystil Arden]

Molpe:
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"Oh dear, its not what you think--it is because of this," Discovery taps the leather covering that Molpe removed, "There were postal codes on the cover that indicated what was inside, and the courier noticed them when he moved this from your room at the inn to here. As for knocking...well," he moves to the little open-air entryway to Molpe's little area and does a little knocking pantomime on the air, "I guess it wouldn't help too much. My apologies if I have offended you, as it was not my intention."

*Discovery is a young man, not overly muscular, but still fairly well-muscled, with short blond hair, blue eyes and quick smile.*
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