JA's - The Prince's Own

[Scotley]

Henry ties back his hair as best he can and follows the others. He looks about as he moves along with the others trying to quell the nervous jitters in his stomach.

 

[J. Alexander]

The palace is indeed imense, you recall that the grand Hall is rumored to be just over a mil long running east and west. The feel though as you walk is that it is really a serious of buildings that overtime have formed a complex with very little thought as to the placement but built to serve a rulers whim or desire of the moment.

An inspection of the guards tunic only shows a well crafted silver dragon brooch that helps fix a cloak or tarbard to their uniform.

Yves
[sblock]the hallways show no noticeable traps but you do get a sense that some of the doors are thicker than they should be, and are perhaps not made of wood. The thing that stands out in entry room is the carved recess in the ceiling. You would almost swear that there are crossbows pointed at you.[/sblock]

 

[Rhun]

Vanessa continues along, amazed by the size of the place.

 

[ghostcat]

Yevas smiles wryly and makes sure that he don't make any sudden moves, while he waits for the old lady to clear them through security.

 

[Axel]

Declan

"Well, ladies and gents, I suppose this is it. We either made it through sheer luck and effrontery or the next few minutes will be our last alive. Will any of you join me in a prayer?"

Declan glances around for any acceptances before kneeling and praying silently for safe deliverance through the next few hours.

 

[ghostcat]

Although Yevas reveres the gods, he is not an adherent of any of them. However, he can see that Declan is going to become more than a colleague, so he respectfully bows his head while Declan prays.

 

[Scotley]

Henry is not particularly religious, but he grew up around soldiers and learned at a young age that every man finds the Gods when he is about to put his life on the line. He steps aside with Declan and joins him as he prays.

 

[J. Alexander]

The guards wait patiently while the prayer goes on then with a nod, the senior guard says"please follow me gentlemen and ladies" and begins to ascend the stairs. At the top of the first landing the stairs split left and right with a short 5 foot set of stairs leading to a door. The guard goes to the left and you soon find yourself in what can only be described as a formal informal parlor.

Standing by a burning fireplace is the older man you saw in the infirmary. Turning he faces the party. No crown or badge of office is evident other than a heavy signet ring, but you are in no doubt that you have a very real personal audience with Rolin Vasa, King of Carnimacar and lord of the great lake etc ect..

"Welcome, Please be seated" he says while indicating a long table set for dinner. "A few of the other attendees are running a bit late, I do apologize for the delay, but feel free to help yourself to some of the light refreshments while we wait"

 

[Thanee]

Kyra

Kyra drops down to her knee and bows before the king. “Your majesty.”

After a short moment, she gets back up, looking at the table fully prepared for dinner.

“I am honored,” she says, as she takes a place at the table.

 

[J. Alexander]

Acknowledging the formal courtsey, with a nod, the man briefly turns back to the mantleplace and pics up a clear liquid in a heavy crystal glass. There are particles of ice floating in it with a green colored wedge. Taking a sip, would you perhaps enjoy a something more fortying than the table wines. If so then Jason can assist you with the selection