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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2016 9:01:22 GMT -8
Accessible through the canals and waterways, but guarded so not just any boat can come through, lay the Emira's Palace. It is located in such a manner that one could easily view the Temple of Serenity, the bazaar, and the Bejeweled Gardens from its veranda, as well as the port where ships sail to and fro. It is always guarded with its own guard, separate from that of the City Guard that patrols the streets, ports, and other buildings of Sakand. The Courtyard
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Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2017 9:11:26 GMT -8
The Feast
Those esteemed, invited guests of the Emira of Sakand, @ramesses and Grandma as well as the newly invited Ryden Greyiron were lead through the palace to a small but ornate and very private courtyard with high walls on all sides but open to the beautiful scarlet-and-violet skies of the sunset overhead. There were torches all around to illuminate everyone, and beautiful tables laid out with cushions for them to sit on. The Emira was there, looking beautiful as it seemed that she had captured the colors of the sunset into the fluttering material of the gown she wore, draped and swayed over her lush figure. There were two hand-maidens near her as well, dressed in a nude color of a rosy beige, their heads lowered, gold wrapped around their upper arms.
The Emira smiled, her sharp and sparkling green eyes traveling between them as she held out her arm. "Please, take a seat. You honor me with your presence." As if any of them really had any other choice. The seating was arranged so that there were four tables -- one for the Emira, where she would face them, and then two facing each other where two might sit side-by-side, and one would sit alone.
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Grandma
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Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
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An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
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She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Post by Grandma on Mar 20, 2017 11:05:56 GMT -8
The clicking of Grandma’s cane would alert those nearby of Grandma’s approach before she turned the corner and entered the courtyard itself, now fully visible to those inside it. Her gaze fell upon the Emira’s rather sizable belly, causing the corners of her mouth to twitch slightly, hinting at her repressing a smile.
It seemed the Chancellor was also in Sakand, a rather interesting development. Grandma would have heard if Naoki had sent him here, meaning his reasons for being here were yet unknown to Grandma. Although slightly curious as to his presence, she had more pressing matters to look into. For the moment, she simply offered Ryden of a nod of greeting, deciding she would speak to him during the feast.
“Thank you for the invitation to your palace here, Emira. It’s quite a lovely place. I must say, you have quite an exquisite taste in decorations.”
Although her eyes rested on Fairuz’ belly for just a moment, Grandma didn’t yet address the fact the woman had went from appearing in peak health to fully pregnant in the course of several hours. For the moment, Grandma simply took a seat to the right of Fairuz, using her cane to help lower herself down onto one of the pillows. Setting down the cane to her right, Grandma sat in a cross-legged position, now simply waiting for what was to come.
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Ryden Greyiron
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Chancellor of Isra
Roleplay posts: 226
Age: 42
Physical Description: Taller than most at 6'4, with relatively short, steel-grey hair, and a well-groomed, dignified moustache and beard, Ryden Greyiron would have been considered handsome, once upon a time, and still might be by some, but stress and worry has gotten to him over the years, and more than anything, he looks weary. With well-defined, prominent cheekbones, a strong-set jaw, and a proud nose, he looks every part the stately nobleman he professes to be. His dark blue eyes are filled with a solemn and calculative consideration of everything around him. He has the lean and muscular body of a great swordsman not long out of their prime, and his movements show it - they are graceful, yet dignified, confident and determined.
Clothes and Equipment: Ryden is generally only seen in his engraved armor. His armour is an assembly of intricately engraved detail and runic symbols in equal measures. With his long and flowing grey cloak, he creates a distinctive impression of gravitas in all situations. His preferred weapon, a hand-and-a-half sword, is rather unusual. The hilt is worn and weathered with battle, and seems to be ancient, and yet the blade gleams and shimmers in the slightest of light as though it emerged from the flames of a forge only yesterday. The blade's edge is razor sharp, and appears to have never needed sharpening. His armour and sword both possess a degree of enchantment, but the extent of which is unknown, even to him.
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Post by Ryden Greyiron on Mar 22, 2017 4:31:05 GMT -8
The Chancellor of Isra swept into the secluded courtyard where they would enjoy a meal a few minutes after Grandma, nodding to her as silent recognition and greeting - no doubt she would wish to speak to him during the dinner, but that could wait until then. He took notice, too, of Fairuz, and how she looked on the fine evening. It had been far too long since they had last seen each other.
He surveyed the seating state, briefly, before deciding to take the seat opposite from Fairuz. As Grandma had taken the seat to her right, the High Priest would surely be left to fill in one of the other seats, whether that was besides or opposite the aged lady.
"Many thanks for your kind invitation tonight, my lady Fairuz, and it is a pleasure to see you again - despite how my visit must have been foisted upon you. May I add, too, that your dress looks excellent, and compliments you well."
Until such time as Ramesses arrived, Ryden was content to sit and idly take in his surroundings, waiting for the priest.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 25, 2017 11:51:24 GMT -8
They would not have to wait long for the High Priest to arrive, as he soon entered the courtyard himself. He would pause at the top of the steps leading down into the courtyard taking in the view of the lovely courtyard, a light smile on his face as he looked over those seated below him. He too would look over the seating arrangement for a moment, noting where everyone had decided to take their seats before beginning his descent.
He would choose to sit opposite of Grandma, as he did like to keep things nice and symmetrical. The High Priest also did not seem to be surprised by Fairuz's change in appearance, though whether this was just because he knew of her condition prior or was very adept at keeping himself composed was another matter.
"I am honored to be here, among your honored guests for this feast today, Emira."
Ramesses, from where he was sitting would bow his head slightly in respect to each of them gathered there. He would otherwise remain silent for now but otherwise friendly and open to conversation as he took stock of those seated with him, especially Ryden, whom he had not gotten the chance to meet before.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2017 12:40:10 GMT -8
Fairuz smiled, the gesture not quite reaching her eyes for Grandma as she approached.
"Thank you," she said simply. "The others will be here shortly, I am sure." She gestured for the woman to take a seat, and she did.
The next to arrive was Ryden. The smile she gave him was a little warmer, but the Emira of Sakand was known for her poise and her poker face. As he complimented her dress, a little spark came to her jade eyes. "Thank you, Chancellor," she said and gestured for him to seat as well.
Ramesses then came next. "It is my pleasure," Fairuz said, and once he was seated, she went to take her own. Her hand-maidens continued to stand behind her as servants poured wine and she turned her attention onto the two Isranian officiants within their presence.
"How serendipitous that both of you have decided to visit Sakand within hours of each other, yet neither of you for political purposes, it seems. Was High Lady Naoki aware of your vacations?"
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
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An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
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She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Post by Grandma on Mar 28, 2017 12:56:32 GMT -8
Taking her glass of wine, Grandma took a sip from it, a small smile appearing on her face when Fairuz asked about Naoki. She supposed this did technically look like a ‘vacation’ from an outside perspective. That was fine, best to reinforce such opinions.
“I haven’t spoken to Naoki specifically about this trip, but we speak fairly regularly, so I suspect she’ll find out that I’m here in Sakand soon enough. So far my stay here has been most pleasant, largely due to your hospitality, Emira. I also must thank you, High Priest Ramesses for taking me to the library. I found it quite an enlightening experience.”
Turning her gaze to the Chancellor, Grandma regarded him for a moment with an ambiguous expression. Fairuz’ warmer greeting of the man hadn’t been missed by Grandma. Still, Grandma didn’t directly address Ryden yet, waiting to hear his response to Fairuz.
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Ryden Greyiron
Dedicated
Chancellor of Isra
Roleplay posts: 226
Age: 42
Physical Description: Taller than most at 6'4, with relatively short, steel-grey hair, and a well-groomed, dignified moustache and beard, Ryden Greyiron would have been considered handsome, once upon a time, and still might be by some, but stress and worry has gotten to him over the years, and more than anything, he looks weary. With well-defined, prominent cheekbones, a strong-set jaw, and a proud nose, he looks every part the stately nobleman he professes to be. His dark blue eyes are filled with a solemn and calculative consideration of everything around him. He has the lean and muscular body of a great swordsman not long out of their prime, and his movements show it - they are graceful, yet dignified, confident and determined.
Clothes and Equipment: Ryden is generally only seen in his engraved armor. His armour is an assembly of intricately engraved detail and runic symbols in equal measures. With his long and flowing grey cloak, he creates a distinctive impression of gravitas in all situations. His preferred weapon, a hand-and-a-half sword, is rather unusual. The hilt is worn and weathered with battle, and seems to be ancient, and yet the blade gleams and shimmers in the slightest of light as though it emerged from the flames of a forge only yesterday. The blade's edge is razor sharp, and appears to have never needed sharpening. His armour and sword both possess a degree of enchantment, but the extent of which is unknown, even to him.
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Post by Ryden Greyiron on Apr 2, 2017 3:49:59 GMT -8
Ryden listened quietly to Grandma's answer to the Emira's question, idly sipping at the wine that had been placed in front of him, thinking carefully about his response. As the assembled party turned to him, expecting his answer, Ryden sloshed the wine around in his glass, before speaking, quite casually and relaxedly.
"I don't believe Naoki knows about my visit - at least, I've not told her, although I've no doubt she's heard about it in some form or another. I was just heading up to Medan to visit the most affected areas as part of my offical duties, and saw fit to make a stop in Sakand - somewhat less officially - as I enjoyed it the last time I was here. It is a beautiful place, Emira, with a beautiful culture."
He smiled warmly around the table, taking another quiet sip from his cup, and leaving his answer for anyone else to take on - should they choose.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2017 17:54:55 GMT -8
An elegant dark brow perked on the Sakandi woman's face as she reached for her goblet. "How very interesting," she said, and meant it. That neither one of these high ranked individuals had told Naoki of their visit was, indeed, fascinating to Fairuz. She'd been under the impression that Naoki was much more controlling than that.
She drank, and ate a little of the dried fruits and salted meats in front of them. There was a whole assortment, almost akin to tapas. The meats ranged from fish to snake to something entirely new. There were spices sprinkled over everything, ranging in color so that even the food displayed was something of a masterpiece.
"Chancellor, I didn't know that you were on the way to Medan. When Goraia annexed Sakand under their rule, they took a very valuable and very important gem from Sakand into their Medanese territory." Her kohl-lined, sharp jade eyes were on him. "It needs to be returned to Sakand. We are progressing, ever so slowly, but to have our gem back in the Tallak ak Ara is only right."
She looked to Ramesses. "Is that not true, High Priest?"
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Apr 6, 2017 18:15:18 GMT -8
Post by Lum'Valia on a few seconds ago Even for the King of Gauldin, who spent as much of his life in the sky as he could, the revelation that the dias had been capped by a flying carpet was enough to get him to look around in surprise. His carefully cultivated royal dignity the only thing that kept him from gasping.
The little girl in his lap had no such reservations Gabriella loved to fly and doing so in a new way made her laugh and clap her little hands in delight. Renaux found himself having to keep a firm grasp on the squirming toddler as she wanted to crawl of towards the edge which he was fairly certain would end poorly.
They soon arrive at the Emira's palace, a sight that even rivals the Palace of Wings in Travere in architectural beauty, and Renaux had to admit that he had been impressed by their flying tour of the city. Despite its recent hardship Sakand remained a beautiful and prosperous place and he had to admire a people that put such effort into making their home a wonder to look at. "What are the Emira's plans for us?" He asks the officiant as he placates his sweet baby girl who is currently looking like she is thinking about crying over being denied the chance to crawl off his lap.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2017 8:57:39 GMT -8
The large flying carpet came to land at the very top of the palace, where more white-dressed servants awaited, along with one man wrapped in a deep red color. They all bowed as the carpet landed, and the Gauldin Royal Family stepped off. Djohi introduced them to the steward, Malti Al'awar, who bowed his head with deep respect to the King, Queen, and their children. Then, Djohi said his good-byes and left with his servants. "Welcome to the palace, Your Highnesses," Malti said, his Sakandi accent barely present. He had an air about him that he was very highly educated, and very, very composed. "Let us get out from under the sun. The Emira will be joining us shortly, but until then, I will show you to your quarters." His hands rested with one in a light fist and the other covering it, held against his lower chest. He turned and began the descent, the servants staying at the top most level of the palace -- which afforded an incredible view of the fantastic, legendary Sakand and its buildings and gardens -- for the shipment of belongings that would no doubt come after the royal family. They were brought down below into the wide falls, where the shade was cool and the air smelled of fresh water and the perfume of the flowers that blossomed everywhere. Distantly, the sound of a small waterfall could be heard. The floors beneath them were just as much mosaic as the walls around them. Even the columns were decorated at their top and bottom with nature. There was color everywhere. But then, Sakand was a very ancient city, and the city had had years to beautify itself... before the Cataclysm, anyway. Malti was quiet as he lead them, but of course, if any questions were to be asked, he would most certainly answer them.
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
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Post by Queen Arianne on Apr 8, 2017 9:01:44 GMT -8
The Queen at the moment had no questions to ask. She was enamored with Sakand, as was Prince Voltaire, who all but vibrated beside her with excitement.
While Renaux walked with Gabrielle, Arianne and Voltaire could be heard pointing out and exclaiming over the things they kept seeing, speaking in quick Gaulish between each other as they wondered and oooh'd and aaah'd as they walked through the palace toward their rooms.
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Apr 8, 2017 11:32:26 GMT -8
Gabrielle fidgets and shifts in his arms as the flying carpet lands and eventually, she decides to start crying, which somewhat spoiled Malti's introduction to the king as his majesty was busy trying to calm down his little girl. He bounces her in his arms makes soothing noises and rubs her little back until she finally decides that her daddy had made sufficient reprimands for not letting her risk her life.
While this was happening he had somehow managed to pay enough attention to walk along with the part and now that his baby girl was calm he was letting her direct him towards whatever beautiful bit or architecture or decoration she saw fit to want to touch next. While the king had a handful of question he'd like to ask Malti, he doesn't as he would want to hand Gabrielle over to a nanny while he talked to the man and he wasn't quite ready to risk upsetting her again.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 10, 2017 10:02:55 GMT -8
Ramesses would eat for a bit and converse, though he didn't say anything of too much importance. He would eventually excuse himself, as he was very busy.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 10, 2017 10:19:02 GMT -8
Malti lead them to their wide and lavish quarters, with five rooms and a salon, balconies for each of the rooms, and a grand view of Sakand and its sparkling bay. He bowed his head and left the family to it, informing them that the Emira will be requesting their presence after they had finished resting up a bit.
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Apr 10, 2017 14:58:49 GMT -8
They finally arrive in their chambers and Renaux barely notices when Malti leaves as he soothes Gabrielle who is finally deigning to settle down. His little princess is settled down for a nap and the kind heads out to the balcony to take in the breathtaking view of the bay. Again he marvels at the sheer beauty of the desert city, a true jewel of the sands.
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Post by Grandma on Apr 12, 2017 13:49:33 GMT -8
Grandma listened with what appeared to be a rather idle expression on her face, reaching out to try some of the food that Fairuz had provided. Taking a large bite out of a piece of some salted fish, Grandma chewed thoughtfully, washing it down with a sip of her wine.
Then Fairuz mentioned the gem. For a brief second, the edges of Grandma’s lips curled up slightly, a look of amusement in her eyes. This look only lasted for a moment, however, her disposition quickly returning back to one of neutrality and mild interest.
“I must offer my compliments to you on the food, Emira. I’ve always been a bit partial to dried foods and this assortment of them you have here is quite scrumptious.”
Grandma was still content to simply make small talk for the moment, she would let Fairuz and Ryden bring the more important topics to the table for now. The conversation was certain to head in that direction now that Fairuz had brought up the gem stolen from Sakand, however...
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Queen Arianne
Dedicated
The Queen of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 217
Age: Twenty
Physical Description: Arianne is plump in her bosom, with a little waist and a flare of hips. Because she is active, she is well toned with sleek musculature in her stomach and arms, and her long legs are finely made. She has flowing red hair and thick-lashed blue eyes. She has smooth strawberries-and-creme skin dappled with freckles. Her face is always active with some emotion or another. | JUST HAD A BABY!
Clothes and Equipment: Arianne wears finely made adventuring clothing. Although she has grown up considerably since her marriage, she still enjoys the finer things, so her leathers are always tailored to her gorgeous frame and feminine to boot. She has a sabre, a shortsword, and a dagger usually upon her.
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Post by Queen Arianne on Apr 12, 2017 17:31:04 GMT -8
"Renaux," Arianne said as soon as the doors closed and they were within their expansive quarters. "I've never seen anything like it." She set Voltaire down, who immediately ran for his nanny who was unpacking some toys. Gabrielle tottered after him, and Arianne moved out onto the balcony, setting her hands on the balustrade and looking over the glittering city.
She looked over her shoulder at Renaux, the Sakandi sun gleaming off her pale skin and vibrant red hair. "If Father would alive, I'm sure he'd be green with envy given the oppulance here. And everything feels so much older than in Travere..."
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King Renaux of Travére
Dedicated
The King of Gauldin
Roleplay posts: 368
Age: 29
Physical Description: Standing at 6'4 Renaux is an imposing figure. He is well muscled from years of training and he has collected his fair share of scars. His auburn hair is kept short in a military style, and his face is clean shaven. He has a powerful jaw, mid set cheek bones, and a smooth brow. His blue eyes are fierce and determined, though there are smile lines in the corners.
Renaux was never supposed to be king he is actually the second son of the now deceased King Voltair. The former king and the crown prince Vyun both died in an a tragic airship crash three years ago much to Renauxs sorrow and anger. Renaux never held any aspirations for the crown and hated the thought of having things given to him. He entered the Académie Royale de le Pégase by winning the yearly tournament while posing as a peasant. He kept up this charade over his years serving with the Royal Air Force reaching the rank of Captain on his own merits.
He may have spent another few years in this guise but with his father and brother dead he was forced to ascend to the throne. Relatively unknown among the nobility Renaux has faced many challenges in the last two years. These turned the young military commander into a king whether or not he will prove to be a good one is still unknown.
Clothes and Equipment: Pretty much whatever he wants he's a king.
The Crown of Wings, and his Bastard Sword.
Clothing changes between enchanted plate, military dress, and casual clothing.
Registered: Dec 3, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
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Post by King Renaux of Travére on Apr 12, 2017 17:47:43 GMT -8
Renaux looks up at his wife when she comes onto the balustrade and he smiles at her softly. "Should I be worried about you wanting to stay?" He asks and chuckles softly. Wrapping an arm about her waist he pulls her into his side and he lets out a content sigh. "I am sure he would and yes, Sakand is quite old compared to our fair city." He agrees, leaning his head against hers. "We will have time to see all the city I am sure, or you will, I will be in and out of meetings with the Emira." He says with a small sigh.
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Brother Gustav von Valland
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Roleplay posts: 27
Physical Description: A native from Asgeir, Gustav stands 6'2 and weighs 200 lbs. His sheer power is visible from his bulky - but agile body build. He has long, dark brown hair, a long bushy beard, and dark blue eyes.
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Clothes and Equipment: Gustav likes to wear his traditional chaimail or near-impenetrable plate armor, along with his white surcoat, emblazoned with the black cross of his order. He carries a heater shield, a longsword, crossbow, bolts, and a lance - usually with the help of a barded horse. Depending on the location he may change equipment.
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Registered: Sept 20, 2015 9:27:25 GMT -8
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Post by Brother Gustav von Valland on Apr 20, 2017 14:43:12 GMT -8
Gustav strolled through the courtyard. He observed all the sights and sounds, greatly impressed by Sakandi architecture and culture. It was a far cry from his own homeland, where the homes were made of logs, straw, and stone. He would continue to follow any guide assigned to him, or he would otherwise investigate his surroundings more until the Emira called for him.
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