((OOC: hehe, going to probably be a lot of secret text over the next few posts. Please honor that... thanks!))
Odo: The happy halfling finds a attractive women gossiping and is able to wiggle his way into their conversation. The women are displeased at their sore luck to be born of a time when there are no princes to be wooed by. The king has only four daughters. However, this is not a sorce of true bitterness in them fore there are several young and handsome (apparently) Guard Captains who are quite available. The ladies find the halfling charming and "oh so cute."
Spoiler [sblock]While talking to the women, Odo overhears the following...
A human says to a very thin elf, “Come now, Chancellor, how could…”
The elf in long, flowing robes, cuts him off abruptly. “I am prepared to force the issue.” He says in a gruff voice and his eyes literally glow red with the words then it fades away.
The human, clearly intimidated, bows. “I shall inform him straight away, Chancellor.” Then he quickly makes his way through the crowd.
You notice that Ambassador Galiendel, an elf, is carrying a well hidden dagger when the Elf in the flowing robes moves over to speak with him after the conversation with the human. You learn the elf ambassador's name from one of the women to whom you are talking.
Just beyond the two elves, you notice 3 of the dwarves from the dwarven contingent are talking in hushed voices and eyeing a group of gnomes angrily. [/sblock]
Sonrik: Your kind banter earns you a clap on the back from a distinguished looking human of some 50 plus years. He is dressed in fine fashion, obviously a court official of some kind. "Well lad," He says happily, "Tis good to know that the mighty Tuskan Valley towns have responded to the king's summons." It is obvious that the man is being somewhat flippant, knowing that there are no major forces in the Tuskan Valley save for Shidon at the mouth spilling into the Piider River, which is generally not considered part of the Tuskan Valley. "Tell me, Lad, what news of the villages along the Tuskan? I've not been home for... near 8 years now."
Spoiler: [sblock]You see a beautiful half-elven maiden whom you will later discover is Lady Asta, Daughter of the King’s brother. She appears nervous and uncomfortable despite being surrounded by friendly suitors and dignitaries.
As well, you overhear the following conversation...
“But your honor…” Another human replies.
“Enough!” King Promus cuts him off. “Your advice has always been welcomed, Vizier, but if you continue with this foolish suggestion We will have you thrown into the dungeon.” The King says angrily then storms off.
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He'Rak: Finds a good vantage point on the balcony and busies himself watching the crowd from above.
Spoiler: [sblock] You notice that virtually all of the gnomes have not spoken to any of the other races. After watching them further, you note that even when approached by a member of one of the other delegations that the gnomes quickly make it clear they do not wish to speak with anyone.
It has taken some careful observations, but you notice that two guards at opposite ends of the ballroom are scrutinizing every move Ambassador Malcom, the Halfling Ambassador from Bobbit, is making.
And finally, you notice several of the Royal Guards moving through the crowd and whispering something to each other, as if passing along a very important message.[/sblock]
Liam: Your walk through the crowd is easy and you are greeted by many friendly smiles. A small troupe of young ladies giggle to each other as you pass them by.
Spoiler:[sblock] while moving through the crowd, You notice that Ambassador Grunden, a dwarf, is carrying a well hidden dagger. As you pass by him, you overhear the following...
“What exactly are you saying, Ambassador?” An elf wearing long, flowing robes demands of the dwarven ambassador, Grunden.
“Kendrian be dead, fer that, me grieves. But that nae proves anythin' o’ these supposed dragon whelps o' a long dead eff.” The dwarf says and storms away.
The anger in the elf’s eyes is hard to miss.
While making your way out to the lawn, you see the lovely Lady Asta sitting by a fountain. She is the King's neice but appears to be of Half Elven blood rather than human. She seems upset.[/sblock]
Kale: The hulking barbarian feels uncomfortable, not understanding all of the etiquette. Normally, he'd not care, but this seemed important. He watches as everyone mills about, talking amongst themselves, seeming to ignore the huge man, though he knows they are all too aware of his presence.
Spoiler: [sblock]You notice that Ambassador Malcom, a grinning and friendly halfling, is carrying a well hidden dagger. As well, you overhear the following bit of a conversation...
“Dragon children of Rox'Vorath!” You hear the shrill voice of the gnomish ambassador, Knoken. “Bah! I do not believe it. What dragon in its right mind would mate with an elf?”
The elf he is speaking to takes extreme exception to the words, but holds his tongue as the gnome walks away.[/sblock]
