Diplomatic Immunity: Wedding Bells a'Ringing

[Rystil Arden]

"Typically, peasants enlist as normal soldiers or are conscripted. Nobles become knights or commanders if they are in the military, which is likely for second or third sons. But they can still have an education, whether or not they choose to serve in the military."

 

[Bront]

"Oh no, it's just the way brothers are. I guess a Nymph wouldn't know what it's like," Plydek replies, shaking his head and laughing gently.

"No, not realy," Vasha admits and takes a sip of the wine. "But it's definately interesting to see."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"I guess so...It's funny. He's only seconds older, though I look young for my age so it doesn't seem it, but Kastor is definitely still the older brother."

 

[Bront]

"Twins? Is that the right term?" Vasha asks.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Yes milady. We are fraternal twins, though a somewhat unusual case, though considering Lynestra and Helena, maybe it's just a special blessing for our family."

 

[Bront]

"Are not Twins unusuall themselves? How could you be more so?"

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

"Typically, peasants enlist as normal soldiers or are conscripted. Nobles become knights or commanders if they are in the military, which is likely for second or third sons. But they can still have an education, whether or not they choose to serve in the military."

“That sounds much the same, at least for the lower ranks, where women never serve. As for our nobility, since we don’t directly inherit rank from our parents, though there are certainly families with more standing than others, the only way to gain rank is to serve.”

“Well, all this talking has dried my throat, so I think we’ll head over to the bar to get a drink, and let you gentlemen return to your conversation...for a little while at least,” Tiberius remarks with a grin.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Well, yes, that's true, but we're...different. I'll show you sometime later, I suspect, but not at the reception," his hand instinctively goes to a spot behind his back between his shoulders, and he rubs it.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Very well then--good day to you," Tyrus replies.

"Yes, good day," Atreus adds.

 

[Bront]

Vasha chuckles and nods, "They do seem to be a bit squimish about exposing flesh here aren't they? I'm glad I didn't wear my shadowsilk dress."