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<blockquote data-quote="Drusilia Nailo" data-source="post: 732056" data-attributes="member: 2062">&quot;Drusilia.&quot;&nbsp; Papa stood in the doorway of her room in the new safe house.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Dru looked up from her histories.&nbsp; &quot;Yes?&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; He came into the room, and sat down in a chair.&nbsp; &quot;Your one hundredth birthday is going to be here next month,&quot; he said, looking a little sad.&nbsp; &nbsp; Dru grinned at him.&nbsp; She had been looking forward to that birthday for a long time now.&nbsp; It was a significant time in a young elf's life, marking the beginning of adulthood.&nbsp; &nbsp; He returned the smile, and said, &quot;I have people planning your coming of age party.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Dru raised her eyebrows, surprised.&nbsp; Many elves in Freeport didn't hold with the old traditions, or at least to that extent.&nbsp; &quot;Really?&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; He nodded.&nbsp; &quot;I think that we're going to have a week of it.&nbsp; Four days to invite the general public,&quot; he said, meaning non-related elves, &quot;And one night with just you, Kennic and I.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Dru nodded, biting her lower lip.&nbsp; &quot;Alright,&quot; she said after a long pause,&nbsp; feeling a little intimidated at the idea of such an extravagent social event being held in her honor.&nbsp; Who would come?&nbsp; &nbsp; &quot;You're going to need to be fitted for dresses,&quot; he told her.&nbsp; She made a face, but he continued relentlessly.&nbsp; &quot;And you're going to have to sit for your portrait.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; She sighed.&nbsp; &nbsp; With a faint chuckle, he rose to his feet.&nbsp; &quot;The rest is going to be a surprise.&nbsp; I'm quite sure that you will like it.&quot;&nbsp; He moved towards the door, and then said, &quot;Nilia will help you with your clothes.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Nilia, an older woman and &quot;retired&quot; courtesan, turned Dru so that she was facing the mirror.&nbsp; &quot;Look,&quot; she said with a light laugh.&nbsp; &quot;We have turned you into a lady.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; The fabric was still pinned in places, but what was going to be a stunning midnight blue dress clung to Dru's slender form.&nbsp; It had long sleeves, which Nilia had insisted on, since they covered her myriad of scars.&nbsp; Dru blinked.&nbsp; &quot;I'm- impressed.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; The tailor breathed a sigh of relief.&nbsp; &quot;I am very thrilled to be doing the work for you, Miss Naïlo,&quot; he said anxiously.&nbsp; &quot;And if there is anything, and I mean anything, that you want changed with the dress, let me know.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Nilia held Dru's hair up experimentally.&nbsp; &quot;It will look very elegant in an upsweep,&quot; she pronounced.&nbsp; &quot;Now.&nbsp; We need a costume.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &quot;A costume?&quot;&nbsp; Dru stared at her.&nbsp; &nbsp; Nilia's eyes twinkled.&nbsp; &quot;It wouldn't a ball without being a masquerade ball, would it?&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &quot;There's going to be a ball?&quot;&nbsp; Dru felt a sinking sensation in the pit of her stomach.&nbsp; &quot;But I don't know how to dance very well!&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &quot;Well then,&quot; said&nbsp; Nilia, &quot;You're going to have to learn.&nbsp; Starting tomorrow, after your portrait sitting.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Dru sighed.&nbsp; It was going to be a long month.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Drusilia Nailo, post: 732056, member: 2062"] "Drusilia." Papa stood in the doorway of her room in the new safe house. Dru looked up from her histories. "Yes?" He came into the room, and sat down in a chair. "Your one hundredth birthday is going to be here next month," he said, looking a little sad. Dru grinned at him. She had been looking forward to that birthday for a long time now. It was a significant time in a young elf's life, marking the beginning of adulthood. He returned the smile, and said, "I have people planning your coming of age party." Dru raised her eyebrows, surprised. Many elves in Freeport didn't hold with the old traditions, or at least to that extent. "Really?" He nodded. "I think that we're going to have a week of it. Four days to invite the general public," he said, meaning non-related elves, "And one night with just you, Kennic and I." Dru nodded, biting her lower lip. "Alright," she said after a long pause, feeling a little intimidated at the idea of such an extravagent social event being held in her honor. Who would come? "You're going to need to be fitted for dresses," he told her. She made a face, but he continued relentlessly. "And you're going to have to sit for your portrait." She sighed. With a faint chuckle, he rose to his feet. "The rest is going to be a surprise. I'm quite sure that you will like it." He moved towards the door, and then said, "Nilia will help you with your clothes." Nilia, an older woman and "retired" courtesan, turned Dru so that she was facing the mirror. "Look," she said with a light laugh. "We have turned you into a lady." The fabric was still pinned in places, but what was going to be a stunning midnight blue dress clung to Dru's slender form. It had long sleeves, which Nilia had insisted on, since they covered her myriad of scars. Dru blinked. "I'm- impressed." The tailor breathed a sigh of relief. "I am very thrilled to be doing the work for you, Miss Naïlo," he said anxiously. "And if there is anything, and I mean anything, that you want changed with the dress, let me know." Nilia held Dru's hair up experimentally. "It will look very elegant in an upsweep," she pronounced. "Now. We need a costume." "A costume?" Dru stared at her. Nilia's eyes twinkled. "It wouldn't a ball without being a masquerade ball, would it?" "There's going to be a ball?" Dru felt a sinking sensation in the pit of her stomach. "But I don't know how to dance very well!" "Well then," said Nilia, "You're going to have to learn. Starting tomorrow, after your portrait sitting." Dru sighed. It was going to be a long month. [/QUOTE]

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