Satin Knights
First Post
Elenka, Anaerion and Arianna
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When Elenka asks about her sleep deep in the pools, "It wasn't like the deep currents of the sea, but it was a quite refreshing sleep after all that heat we had to deal with yesterday."
Not happy with how her silks of her dress are just hanging, Arianna casts a little cantrip and a slight breeze starts to flow through the room. Just enough to keep her silks undulating and waving, and her hair moving the mermaid feels a little more confident and attention getting.
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It only takes one step towards the doors to trigger the maitre d' to rush forward and out. By the time the foursome arrive at the door, a carriage has already pulled up. Looking to the left, there are three more carriages waiting in a line for a chance to service the affluent visitors to this humble village.
"Greetings. Rides today will be three gold pieces each. The line hasn't gotten too long yet, so now would be a perfect time to get their in comfort." the coachman says. Arianna is a little miffed at the rise in rates in just one day, but understands the motive. Her father was a merchant, and he would have done the same on a special occasion that only comes once every few years. Boarding the carriage and paying the fee, the trip out to the dome doesn't take long. Getting through the streets of the village is a bit of stop and go, but once on the road, the traffic is organized and moving at a uniform pace.
While the carriage is rolling along, Arianna takes the time to prepare. A bit of mage armor seems overly cautious for a social affair, but not so much as it should offend someone. Casting that, and then rummaging in her haversack, she pulls out her crutches. If she can take advantage of sympathy and not be standing around waiting, she certainly will appreciate that. Anaerion takes advantage of the time too with a little illusionary magic to look his best.
Arriving at the gatehouse, instead of stopping at the end of the line waiting to get in, the coach driver waves a couple hand signals to the party planners at the head of the line. One nods, and the coach continues past the fifty or so people, straight to the head of the line. The man who nodded approaches the carriage and holds out a steadying hand for the ladies while they disembark. The smirk from the man as Anaerion gets out lets him know plain enough that his spell is not fooling everyone. But, as the man doesn't put up any more resistance than that, Anaerion follows the ladies.
"Greetings. If you will come this way, we will get you right through. It is obligatory for me to say, you must be a native of this world, body and soul in order to enter the grounds. If you are unsure, like if one of your grandparents were always referred to in family tales as Handsome Stranger, you should try to pick up the orb on that pedestal there. If the orb doesn't hurt you, the Shield will not kill you."
Moving slowly to keep pace with Arianna on her crutches, the trio confidently stride past the pedestal without stopping for the test, when a shout rings out from someone standing on line. "Back of the line, with the rest of them." The concierge spins on his heals. "YOU DARE to insult a lady of the sea? A priestess of the Stormlords?" Arianna, recognizing why she is getting special treatment and turns her gaze slowly and sternly towards the line. Before she can choose an appropriate show of temper her deities are known for, the unruly man calls out, "Apologies. Apologies, I didn't realize!" as he starts cowering behind others standing in line. A couple of guards gently suggest that it is he instead that should move to the end of the line as punishment for his outburst. The man grumbles about losing his place in line, but offers no resistance to the guards.
Spinning on his heels just as quickly as before, the concierge continues leading the VIP mermaid and her plus two guests towards the shield wall. "Do you have your invitations?" he asks all three. Anaerion pulls them out and hands them over. "What names or titles would you like to be announced as at the cathedral's door? If you prefer not to draw attention we can skip the formalities of announcement and quietly seat you instead." After getting formal titles the invitations are marked with announcement titles and given back. "You may enter when ready."
[sblock=ooc]For the trio of Arianna, Elenka and Anerion, the Shield is 10' in front. It is translucent. Once through, it is a 200' walk up a stone road to the cathedral. Beyond that is the keep on the hill. 10' behind is the pedestal with the testing orb if one wants to touch it. The announcement name can be simple, elaborate or blank for those that want to be skipped.
Fifteen guards and five event planners are processing others in the line that you just skipped. It definitely feels like only Arianna was getting the VIP treatment .
When you pass through the shield, it tingles a bit but does no harm.[/sblock]
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When Elenka asks about her sleep deep in the pools, "It wasn't like the deep currents of the sea, but it was a quite refreshing sleep after all that heat we had to deal with yesterday."
Not happy with how her silks of her dress are just hanging, Arianna casts a little cantrip and a slight breeze starts to flow through the room. Just enough to keep her silks undulating and waving, and her hair moving the mermaid feels a little more confident and attention getting.
"Greetings. Rides today will be three gold pieces each. The line hasn't gotten too long yet, so now would be a perfect time to get their in comfort." the coachman says. Arianna is a little miffed at the rise in rates in just one day, but understands the motive. Her father was a merchant, and he would have done the same on a special occasion that only comes once every few years. Boarding the carriage and paying the fee, the trip out to the dome doesn't take long. Getting through the streets of the village is a bit of stop and go, but once on the road, the traffic is organized and moving at a uniform pace.
While the carriage is rolling along, Arianna takes the time to prepare. A bit of mage armor seems overly cautious for a social affair, but not so much as it should offend someone. Casting that, and then rummaging in her haversack, she pulls out her crutches. If she can take advantage of sympathy and not be standing around waiting, she certainly will appreciate that. Anaerion takes advantage of the time too with a little illusionary magic to look his best.
Arriving at the gatehouse, instead of stopping at the end of the line waiting to get in, the coach driver waves a couple hand signals to the party planners at the head of the line. One nods, and the coach continues past the fifty or so people, straight to the head of the line. The man who nodded approaches the carriage and holds out a steadying hand for the ladies while they disembark. The smirk from the man as Anaerion gets out lets him know plain enough that his spell is not fooling everyone. But, as the man doesn't put up any more resistance than that, Anaerion follows the ladies.
"Greetings. If you will come this way, we will get you right through. It is obligatory for me to say, you must be a native of this world, body and soul in order to enter the grounds. If you are unsure, like if one of your grandparents were always referred to in family tales as Handsome Stranger, you should try to pick up the orb on that pedestal there. If the orb doesn't hurt you, the Shield will not kill you."
Moving slowly to keep pace with Arianna on her crutches, the trio confidently stride past the pedestal without stopping for the test, when a shout rings out from someone standing on line. "Back of the line, with the rest of them." The concierge spins on his heals. "YOU DARE to insult a lady of the sea? A priestess of the Stormlords?" Arianna, recognizing why she is getting special treatment and turns her gaze slowly and sternly towards the line. Before she can choose an appropriate show of temper her deities are known for, the unruly man calls out, "Apologies. Apologies, I didn't realize!" as he starts cowering behind others standing in line. A couple of guards gently suggest that it is he instead that should move to the end of the line as punishment for his outburst. The man grumbles about losing his place in line, but offers no resistance to the guards.
Spinning on his heels just as quickly as before, the concierge continues leading the VIP mermaid and her plus two guests towards the shield wall. "Do you have your invitations?" he asks all three. Anaerion pulls them out and hands them over. "What names or titles would you like to be announced as at the cathedral's door? If you prefer not to draw attention we can skip the formalities of announcement and quietly seat you instead." After getting formal titles the invitations are marked with announcement titles and given back. "You may enter when ready."
[sblock=ooc]For the trio of Arianna, Elenka and Anerion, the Shield is 10' in front. It is translucent. Once through, it is a 200' walk up a stone road to the cathedral. Beyond that is the keep on the hill. 10' behind is the pedestal with the testing orb if one wants to touch it. The announcement name can be simple, elaborate or blank for those that want to be skipped.
Fifteen guards and five event planners are processing others in the line that you just skipped. It definitely feels like only Arianna was getting the VIP treatment .
When you pass through the shield, it tingles a bit but does no harm.[/sblock]
Kalinn's wait in line is not long, maybe a half hour. Although no one in line is politely chatting to her, it appears there are a few that are chatting about her. Brightly polished mithral armor combined with the robes of a powerful sorcerer seem to be confusing those trying to categorize her. Harmless gossip and guessing is all it seems to be. When one whispers, 
Breninyr opts for the carriage ride out as well. Aradra and Shadow join him, filling the coach to capacity with the large wolf. The horses are a bit skittish until they hear the door latch shut. After that point, they proceed with their work. 
Aradra's turn takes a bit more. The concierge starts first with Aradra. 
