JA's - The Prince's Own - Relaunch Part 1

Narc Trentson stumbles out of bed, then reminds himself of the day's importance. He washes up, and puts on his uniform, then heads out. Finding his chair, he sits and waits.
 

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Theric awakens to the sounds of drumming. Realizing the early start that will be required of them he gets out of bed and freshen up as best he can using magic. Having foreseen this possibility his uniform had been previously prepared. He therefore had little difficulty getting changed quickly. His very light partaking of alcohol the night before prevented any lingering effects this morning.

Once ready, he makes his way to his seat. He keeps an eye out for any of the others he met the night before, noting their locations.
 

Deaglan rises early, glad of his habit of partaking only sparingly. He performs his morning ablutions, and at the sound of the drums leaves his tent to see what the fuss is about. He makes note of the placement of the seats and makes his way to the one bearing his family sigil.
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Yevas is woken up by the sound of the drumming and realises that he is running late. Looking down at the two sleeping girls, he smiles as he remembers last night. As the girls have not been chosen, he lets them sleep. After all, them must be exhausted.

Yevas has brought some new clothes especially for the ceremony, so he quickly dresses and leaves his tent. He is later than he thought as people are already starting to take their seats. So he sets off to find his own.
 


Within 30 minutes of the drum roll the entire field of candidates has assembled, some in house colors some in court clothing. Those that are in court clothing are directed to a series of tents to be issued their uniforms. It takes another 30 minutes for everyone to become dressed in house colors and to your joy the day is quite comfortable despite an intense sun. As they are all assembled three gentlemen dressed in royal colors take a seat. One by one each candidate is called to take the oath of office as a candidate member of the house and affix his signature to the official patent of which you youself receive a copy. The oaths having been taken and witnessed each candidate is directed to another table where they are giving a rooming assignment and instructions on how to find the quarters as well as four hours to square away personal business before reporting. You are told that a welcoming feast will be held at exactly 8:00pm tonight in the Great Hall before the full court. As each of you check your room assignment you find yourself in Plantation House, level 5, Hall 1, Room 15. Candidates are then dismissed to see to the moving of their effects etc.

Roll preception at your first level stats.

1 - 15
[sblock]something about the young man in the center looks familiar[/sblock]

16 to 20
[sblock]the young man in the center is the first young man who bumped into Sigviald[/sblock]

21+
[sblock]the young man in the center from what you know seems to fit the description of Henry Vasa, great grandson and 4th in line to the throne[/sblock]

Once you arrive at your assigned quarters you find the quarters to consist of ten rooms 10 x 12 five with exterior windows and five facing the interior. There is a overlage bathroom at the end of the hall some 20/20 with 4 toilets and 4 showers and 2 baths. The doorway into the quarters opens directly onto a 30 x 30 common area. The hallway to the right contains the rooms while to the left are to smaller rooms both 15 x 15. One has a round table with 12 seats and the other is more of a private meeting room.

Stage your arrivials in your dorm room gentlmen
 

+3 at level 1
1d20+3=16

"Huh, didn't expect that." Says Mages Ecks softly. When the time comes, he goes to his assigned room and grabs a top bunk.
 

Narc is startled at the sight of the young man in the central chair, as if he might recognize him. (Perception=16)

Being one of the first to arrive at the dorm room, Narc stakes out a room near the entrance with an exterior window, putting his belongs there and finding a perch for Sahdzi. He washes up briefly, then awaits the others in the common area.
 

Henry is pleased he had inquired early and was already wearing a uniform. He has the chance to relax and nurse his hangover for a bit while other's scramble. The fellow in the center looks familiar and he can almost place him, but he's seen too many folk this week to place him. The ceremony is a bit of blur and it seems over all too soon. Henry returns to his tent and gathers the things he's had packed to take with him and has Daniel, his servant bring them.

He strides into room 15 wide eyed with excitement. A strapping well-muscled lad he has yet to get comfortable with a recent growth spurt which has set him towering above most men. His mother’s people were large northmen and his has her blue eyes, fair skin and aristocratic features along with his father’s dark raven hair. He is a well featured lad and could even be called handsome if he could overcome his current awkwardness and stoop shoulder pose. He is making a good effort to stand tall as he enters a young servant in his wake. He caries a very nice military style campaign desk and a custom chair made to his imposing size. He quickly selects an unoccupied room near the middle of things. He has the servant set about unpacking some fine clothing, a chain shirt, a massive two-handed sword, books, and a couple of bottles of good brandy along with the usual collection of personal items. He hangs a banner on the wall with a black horse at full chase portrayed upon it. He quickly explores the chambers and greets those he has met during recent days warmly and with boyish excitement. Soon he pens a brief letter for his servant to mail before sending the fellow on his way.
 

Deaglan accepts his new uniform, somewhat excited about the new world that's opening up before him. Once changed, he perches comfortably in his seat, attentive and quiet throughout the elaborate ceremony. He takes the Oaths without qualm or hesitation, and once the ceremony is done makes his way to the rooms. His possessions are few, his needs simple; he enters without fanfare in the wake of the much larger and more boisterous warrior (OOC: Henry). When the dark-haired northman takes one of the interior rooms, Deaglan quickly moves into a windowed room directly across the common area from him. He deposits his elaborate quarterstaff and other belongings in the room and strides out into the common area to meet his new roommates.

While he's a couple inches shy of 5½ feet tall, his 120 pound frame shows a compact muscularity and he moves well. A more than handsome face with well tanned skin and emerald green eyes is framed by jet black hair, worn pulled back in a long ponytail. He approaches the dark-haired northman confidently and puts out a hand in greeting. "Deaglan Mac Branain. I've seen you around the Green over the last couple of days, but haven't had a chance to make your acquaintance." His cultured Taldane carries hints of both Varisia and Cheliax.
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