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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Plane Sailing" data-source="post: 569508" data-attributes="member: 114">Arilyn has successfully fended off all attempts by men to get on her dance card, and is disturbed once more by a cough from behind her; she turns to find two of the journeymen from the Guild of Four. “No, I don’t want a dance…” she starts, but then she realises that the two are staring at her with an unfriendly leer.“So, sneak” one hisses “do you intend to sleep your way to the top of the guild?”The other laughs nastily “we’ve seen the way Ravi looks at you, and the provocative way you swirl your hair around”Arilyn seems a little nonplussed. What -are- they talking about?“Be careful” says the first, “don’t forget she’s from the city of -assassins-““nasty little pointy-nosed bitch” replies the second. Then they push roughly past her, and make their way towards the stage area. “oh!” says Arilyn, gingerly touching her somewhat prominent nose. “That was a bit unfair”.As the noblemen re-enter the hall, the band strikes up the first of many tunes for the evening, a lively polka. Laughing and waving dance cards women start seeking out their partners and the ball starts in earnest!</blockquote>