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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rystil Arden" data-source="post: 3055240" data-attributes="member: 29014">*The door opens again, and the four ladies enter the reception, all busty and gorgeous visions of beauty, as expected considering Rowaini culture.  First into the room are two dark-haired young ladies, one of whom looks about about old enough to be the other's older sister.*  *The younger, looking to be perhaps just barely twenty, wears her hair neck-length, has bright blue eyes, and carries a book sized about the same as Claudia's sketchbook.  She wears several pieces of elegant jewelry that are beautiful without being gaudy and perfect highlight her hair and gown as if they were custom-made.  She waves to everyone:*"Hi, I'm back.  Oh, Ammon's friends are here--Hi, I'm Amber."*The older raven-haired beauty, perhaps in her late twenties, is definitely the prettier of the two, with long dark hair, big green eyes, and full red lips.  She wears a daringly-enticing dress with a low cut that displays her prominent cleavage.  She looks around at the newcomers and heads over to Ferris, who hasn't entered a conversation with anyone yet.*"Hi there.  I'm Aerope Atreides.  Are you a Knight, good sir?  I see you are wearing shining armour, and let me say that it suits you splendidly."*After Aerope and Amber come two blonde-haired ladies.  The first is probably in her mid-forties, but she has aged gracefully and is still possessed of an elegant, mature beauty, even if she can't quite match the others near her.  She heads over to Tyrus and gives him a kiss.*"We're back now honey.  Sorry for taking so long.""That's my mom," Plydek points out for Vasha's benefit, "And over there, that..."*Last, but certainly not least, is a being of such incredible beauty that focusing on her causes an onlooker to gasp and takes their breath away.  It causes the entire room's colours to seem to fade and become less vibrant, the other ladies to become plain and unattractive, and causes their heart to palpate rapidly.  Her beauty is undescribable--indeed, only Vasha can barely even begin to describe it thanks to living among Nymphs for a while.  Everything about her is just so perfect that even if it wasn't the ideal of perfection for an onlooker before seeing her, after seeing the way she combines each trait together to create an overwhelming whole, it becomes their ideal of perfection.  Those attracted to women can't help but be strongly allured, and other women are struck with a deep sense of inferiority.  She looks around and puts her hands over her face:*"Oh no--I forgot about the guests!" her voice is like honey, and just listening to it so pleasant that it causes a tingle down the spine.*She hurriedly dons a veil to cover her face, and some of the strongest effects of viewing her beauty become slightly muted, the room regains its colour, and other women their beauty.*"...is Helena.""I'm so sorry!"</blockquote>

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