Upgrade your account to a Community Supporter account and remove most of the site ads.

Reply to thread

Message: <blockquote data-quote="Vendetta" data-source="post: 2531539" data-attributes="member: 14961">SEL’TARIEN:  You slowly make your way across the grand ball room observing the various dignitaries from the gathered races.  Eventually, you stand at the door that leads out to the garden.Spoiler: [sblock] While inside the hall, you notice a tall, graceful human moves swiftly through the crowd.  You watch as he anxiously approaches a guard and whispers something in his ear.  The guard nods and hastily slips out of the nearby door.  The man looks around the room, smiles, wiping away the serious look on his face and rejoins the socializing.  Out in the garden, you see the lovely Lady Asta, the daughter of the King’s brother, sitting with her back to you at a fountain.[/sblock]HE’RAK: Rak moves down from the balcony and onto the main floor amid the many people at the ball.Spoiler: [sblock]You find the guard you noticed from above.  He is young, just about Sonrik’s age.  He looks at you skeptically.  “Sire,” He says, “Forgive’m sir, but tis not my place to talk to you, sire.  But if you are wanting to join the Guard, you must first enlist in the Royal Army, Milord.”  Though he seems rather unwilling to talk, he does mention that the entire gnome contingent had only just arrived at the onset of the ball.As well, while making your way though the crowd, you passed by the King and saw King Promus’ face turns red, and then say “We will not allow Our niece to be raised by that madman.” [/sblock]LIAM: Spoiler: [sblock] “Oh!  Milord!”  Lady Asta says, standing quickly and wiping her hands across her face. “No, Milord, I am most fine.  I…” She looks around as if looking for an excuse to run or something. “I…” Her eyes then turn to you, pleadingly.  A tear wells up and her bottom lip trembles.[/sblock]</blockquote>

Verification