The Starlight Dawn
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Roleplay posts: 116
Physical Description: This account represents the non player characters and establishments of The Midnight Sun/Starlight Dawn, all of its subsidiaries, child companies and partner organizations.
Registered: Nov 10, 2015 5:08:38 GMT -8
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Post by The Starlight Dawn on Jan 24, 2016 4:39:01 GMT -8
The dark wooden chateau that shells the Moonlight Eclipse, located just a stone’s throw from the Citadel, is the embodiment of elegance, every detail crafted with the sole purpose of giving off an aura of privilege and wealth. Behind the oaken doors lies a level of luxury which previously, all but kings could hardly even dream of. Now, this opulence is available to everyone, regardless of their class. Provided, of course, that they can pay. The interior is tastefully done up with plush rugs and polished elder wood panels; the dim light coming from ornate chandeliers creates an air of mystique and allure. A framed painting of the establishment’s benefactor, Calico Swartz , prominently adorns the mantle above the fireplace, joined on both sides by other works of art by none other than the up and coming artist Raulio Fletcher . 
One can enjoy their time here in comfort and privacy, for every booth, chair, couch, and armchair is masterfully designed and upholstered, and each is outfitted with runes of silence to ensure private conversations stay that way. The cuisine and liquor are of the highest quality; the kitchen and bar staff are rigorously trained and dedicated to ensuring that each gastronomic experience inside the Eclipse is one of the finest in your life.
There is always some form of fantastic entertainment in the main hall of the Eclipse. Musical arrangements, singing, dancing, ‘dancing’, poetry readings, and even occasionally plays grace the stage. Well-funded and put on by only the most skilled artists, the shows here are truly something to behold. Such illustrious focuses need equally magnificent wait staff to attend to their audience, and the charismatic men and women of the Eclipse are more than qualified. The gentlemen are sharply dressed in well-tailored suits, the ladies sport elegant dresses, and all provide a charming appeal and a friendly face to strike up conversations with as they take your food orders or see to one of your other needs.
Anyone who’s anyone knows that money isn’t all there is in life, however. For those privileged few with an invitation, a hidden door conceals a staircase down to the VIP section, where one can access special services without the prying eyes of society to judge them - should they choose to partake in them. Anything from exotic dancing to addictive substances, all the way and whatever is between the two, it won’t be frowned upon here. Of course, should one choose to have none of that and simply enjoy the company of another in peace and quiet, then they have the freedom to do so. It’s quite difficult to do anything at The Moonlight Eclipse and not enjoy one’s self.
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Calico Swartz
Dedicated
Time for some R&R
Roleplay posts: 151 
Age: 29
Physical Description: Calico is a person with a bird's head. Please don't mention it. It's very rude. He stands about 5'9" and has well-groomed feathers.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears tailored clothing reading glasses. On his person, he carries a pair of opera glasses, a pipe, and a pen and notebook.
Registered: Oct 5, 2015 15:05:49 GMT -8
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Post by Calico Swartz on Jan 24, 2016 13:26:26 GMT -8
Calico walks into the Moonlight Eclipse, chirping with approval. He talks to himself as he looks around the empty lounge and explores his latest investment.
"A painting of me? I thought they had me pose for that because that Naoki woman wanted it on her wall...I guess this is technically her wall. My wall, too. Still, it's a bit much..."
He notices, to his delight, that all the polished wooden banisters and counters have been dusted. Nothing worse than a dusty counter, after all. Finding that the upstairs area is to his liking, he descends the stairs to the VIP area.
"Hmm...nice chairs. Very comfy. And the fireplace is a nice touch. Were the poles really necessary, though? Ah well."
Confident that the decor is up to scratch, Calico goes back up to check out the performance schedule for the upstairs stage.
"Ah, looks good. Nice, sensible stuff. Ooh...Medy Marinne. I've heard of her. Quite the soprano. And they managed to book her here? My my."
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Registered: Nov 16, 2024 7:47:31 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2016 13:02:07 GMT -8
Viktor swaggered into the Moonlight Eclipse and looked around. Up at the ceiling, thinking, Oh, what nice chandeliers. They do so much for the ambience. The floor... Well, the rugs are expensive. Hardwood beneath it, it wood seem. Keeping with the theme, I see. The walls were scrutinized the most, due to their surrounding nature: What a fireplace. And the whole place adorned with the finest paintings. A play takes place as I stand here! The appearance of a club is very prevalent here. A sophisticated one, no less. They are catering simultaneously to the high and low of society...
Viktor went directly to the VIP section (nothing is hidden from the Devil, as they say -- that includes doors), and was surprised by the arrangements he found waiting for him. Catering to the high and low and offering them the same thing. This organization outdoes itself. He may even stay awhile. He worked for Hell. On the paperwork, he could simply write, "Facilitating Debauchery."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2016 13:15:51 GMT -8
Kematian smiled at Moon's suggestion of seeing each other often. "That would be great! I don't have much responsibility anymore, [as if he ever did] so I could come visit you often. I know you have your store to run, so I'll try to keep to that schedule. It would be hard for you to retire like me without making lots and lots of money." Retirement was still such a strange prospect to Kematian. It seemed to imply that one was free to do whatever one pleased... and so everyone chose to do nothing. Kematian was "retired," and he was still adventuring in the urban jungle! The city must do things to people. It did, after all, just compel him to stay awhile. Maybe even forever.
He raised his pace to keep up with Moon as she pulled him to the Eclipse's door. He looked over her shoulder at the interior and was left amazed. "Wow. Ah, is that the word to use? Fancy?" Curse this city tongue. It may as well be another language. "It reminds me of those castles, but still... alive." Unlike Moon, he had little concern for his attire. With no concept of social or economic class, he had just assumed that whatever he wore was good enough. Besides, when the day came that he was educated on the matter, he could just go out and buy a whole wardrobe of Sunday-best clothing.
"Well, then. We should probably go in." He opened the door wider and strode confidently into the Moonlight Eclipse, half-leading Moon. It was when he got halfway down the length of the room that he realized he had no idea what to do. He froze and tilted his head to Moon, whispering, "Where am I supposed to go? Those chairs, the big, counter thing...?"
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Calico Swartz
Dedicated
Time for some R&R
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 29
Physical Description: Calico is a person with a bird's head. Please don't mention it. It's very rude. He stands about 5'9" and has well-groomed feathers.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears tailored clothing reading glasses. On his person, he carries a pair of opera glasses, a pipe, and a pen and notebook.
Registered: Oct 5, 2015 15:05:49 GMT -8
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Post by Calico Swartz on Feb 14, 2016 13:16:03 GMT -8
Calico sits in one of the VIP chairs, smoking a pipe. It's taken a lot of work and money to get this place to where it is today, so he feels that he deserves a break. When the general walks in, he waves.
"Hello there, sir! Is this your first time here?"
He chirps.
"Get a drink at the bar. Whatever you like, this one's on me."
When Kematian and Moon enter, he lets out a little twitter.
"Ah! I remember you! You're that talented wood carver and item-maker! I see you decided to take my suggestion?"
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Moonflower Làidir
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 537 
Age: 25
Physical Description: Moonflower is tall and willowy, standing at 5'11"; for all her slimness, she definitely has a woman's figure, with subtle curves that she does her best to hide beneath clothing slightly too large for her. Her hair is white, and falls to her waist, framing a face with a delicate bone structure and fair skin, set with a pair of silver-blue eyes that have a tendency to change intensity of hue to reflect her emotions. She has a few scars scattered all over her body, but the only real visible marks are the scars and callouses on her hands, a product of her work. For all her slight build, she is somewhat strong, likely due to her lupine-shifter nature, and she is flexible, swift, and dexterous.. when she's not dropping things due to being clumsy and awkward.
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Clothes and Equipment: Her usual clothing consists of any mixture of one of her white linen shirts, a vest with two small pockets (one dark blue, one light blue, one light grey); a pair of breeches (one black, one dark grey, one dark blue), and her black knee-high boots. Always around her left wrist is a pewter Dwarven bracelet, and around her right a bear-claw bracelet; on the fourth finger of her left hand, she wears a silver engagement ring with a single oval-shaped moonstone framed by a pair of triquetra. Tools of her trade include whittling knives, and glass- and metal-etching tools.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 20, 2016 23:36:00 GMT -8
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Post by Moonflower Làidir on Feb 14, 2016 13:39:59 GMT -8
"I can close my shop up any time. I'm doing pretty well, really, so the occasional lunch out won't hurt me.. neither will closing early to go out.. or.. well, whenever." Had she basically just given Kematian an open invitation to whisk her away whenever he pleased? Essentially. The realization caused her receding blush to return full force, especially when Kematian peeked over her shoulder into the building, then led her inside. Yep. She was still holding his hand. This had to be some kind of record for the amount of time she'd actually willingly touched someone since.. well.. Cass.
Looking around in wonder, she was just about to respond to Kematian's uncertain questions when she heard Calico's voice. Shifting her attention to the bird-headed man, she offered him a smile. "Hello again, sir. That's me, alright. Actually, coming here was Kematian's idea, but I was happy to come along. Err.." That's right.. she was the only person here who knew both people. Might as well do that introduction thing. "Mister Swartz, this is Kematian Sahar, my uh.. um.. friend?" Way to go, Moon, just make yourself sound as awkward as possible. "Kematian, this is Mister Swartz, he owns the place."
Oh, look, it was that demon guy. Moon just.. let him be. She didn't want any of that mess right now.
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Calico Swartz
Dedicated
Time for some R&R
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 29
Physical Description: Calico is a person with a bird's head. Please don't mention it. It's very rude. He stands about 5'9" and has well-groomed feathers.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears tailored clothing reading glasses. On his person, he carries a pair of opera glasses, a pipe, and a pen and notebook.
Registered: Oct 5, 2015 15:05:49 GMT -8
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Post by Calico Swartz on Feb 14, 2016 13:47:52 GMT -8
"Ah, lovely. Nice to meet you, sir."
Calico gestures for them to head inside.
"I do hope you enjoy yourself today. We have drinks, and a band that plays requests. If you find that you like it here, you can also purchase a VIP pass and relax in the exclusive VIP lounge. However, the main floor is plenty relaxing. Nothing at all like the hectic Midnight Sun."
Waiters and waitresses stroll around with small sandwiches on trays, each one speared with a tiny little toothpick.
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Tyrus Sephiran
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Feb 14, 2016 14:16:59 GMT -8
Minister Tyrus Sephiran enters the establishment for the first time. It had been a while since he had some free time and had heard of this place's recent opening, so he figured he'd give it a visit. He was dressed in his stately attire as usual with his hair tied back in a short ponytail with a blue ribbon. Once he enters, he'd walk over and examine a painting close to the entrance while he awaited the host/hostess.
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Calico Swartz
Dedicated
Time for some R&R
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 29
Physical Description: Calico is a person with a bird's head. Please don't mention it. It's very rude. He stands about 5'9" and has well-groomed feathers.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears tailored clothing reading glasses. On his person, he carries a pair of opera glasses, a pipe, and a pen and notebook.
Registered: Oct 5, 2015 15:05:49 GMT -8
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Post by Calico Swartz on Feb 14, 2016 14:37:28 GMT -8
Calico turns to Tyrus, ruffling happily.
"Hello there, sir! Welcome to the Moonlight Eclipse!"
He chirps, recognizing the man from his daily walks around the town.
"Oh! You're minister Sephiran, aren't you?"
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Tyrus Sephiran
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Feb 14, 2016 14:44:06 GMT -8
Tyrus turns as he's adressed, "Yes, Good day. You are the proprietor of this establishment are you not?"
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Calico Swartz
Dedicated
Time for some R&R
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 29
Physical Description: Calico is a person with a bird's head. Please don't mention it. It's very rude. He stands about 5'9" and has well-groomed feathers.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears tailored clothing reading glasses. On his person, he carries a pair of opera glasses, a pipe, and a pen and notebook.
Registered: Oct 5, 2015 15:05:49 GMT -8
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Post by Calico Swartz on Feb 14, 2016 14:48:42 GMT -8
Calico nods, bobbing his head up and down in a very birdish way indeed.
"Yes, I am! What brings you to the Moonlight Eclipse, Minister?"
He chirps, gesturing towards the bar.
"Would you like to try one of our drinks?"
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Tyrus Sephiran
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Feb 14, 2016 14:53:23 GMT -8
"I've been buried under paperwork for a while, wanted to relax." Tyrus explains. "I would like that, got any recommendations? "
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Registered: Nov 16, 2024 7:47:31 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2016 23:06:23 GMT -8
Kematian was a bit overcome. There was a strange man with a parrot's head. He had once fought a deity with a falcon's head, maybe they were cousins? But this one seemed very personable, and on top of that, Moon seemed to know him. He returned Swartz's greeting and listened intently. He didn't know what VIP meant, but he assumed that it meant something very good. He wanted to impress Moon, so he decided to do that. "Thank you," he told the strange parrot-man. The bar was his next target, where he asked to purchase two of these 'VIP' passes.
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Moonflower Làidir
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 537
Age: 25
Physical Description: Moonflower is tall and willowy, standing at 5'11"; for all her slimness, she definitely has a woman's figure, with subtle curves that she does her best to hide beneath clothing slightly too large for her. Her hair is white, and falls to her waist, framing a face with a delicate bone structure and fair skin, set with a pair of silver-blue eyes that have a tendency to change intensity of hue to reflect her emotions. She has a few scars scattered all over her body, but the only real visible marks are the scars and callouses on her hands, a product of her work. For all her slight build, she is somewhat strong, likely due to her lupine-shifter nature, and she is flexible, swift, and dexterous.. when she's not dropping things due to being clumsy and awkward.
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Clothes and Equipment: Her usual clothing consists of any mixture of one of her white linen shirts, a vest with two small pockets (one dark blue, one light blue, one light grey); a pair of breeches (one black, one dark grey, one dark blue), and her black knee-high boots. Always around her left wrist is a pewter Dwarven bracelet, and around her right a bear-claw bracelet; on the fourth finger of her left hand, she wears a silver engagement ring with a single oval-shaped moonstone framed by a pair of triquetra. Tools of her trade include whittling knives, and glass- and metal-etching tools.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 20, 2016 23:36:00 GMT -8
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Post by Moonflower Làidir on Feb 14, 2016 23:15:03 GMT -8
"Oh, um, thanks, Mister Swartz." Moon was just about to suggest that she and Kematian find a booth to themselves when she found herself being towed toward the bar, and she was once again amazed when she realized she was still holding Kematian's hand. This was definitely a record. Her brows shot upward in surprise when she heard him request two VIP passes from the staff at the bar. "Oh. Well. VIP area. Why not? I've never been in one of those before." She didn't even know what a VIP area was, but she saw no reason to admit that.
Momentarily distracted by the sight of a waitress passing with a tray of tiny sandwiches, Moon felt a brief pang of.. nostalgia. And that was it. The memory of an old friend who had enjoyed them. A friend she had hoped would be.. more. But never was. Puzzlement filtered into her features as she reflected on this. It appeared that she had been.. wrong. She hadn't loved him? If she had, she'd miss him more, wouldn't she? But all she felt was.. glad that she didn't have to chase after him anymore, and more than that, excited at the prospect of getting to know the man whose hand was in hers. With that thought, she looked toward Kematian, and she felt that oddly pleasant flittering sensation again. It was enough to make her smile brightly. "I'm really glad you came by today, Kematian."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2016 23:52:10 GMT -8
Kematian took the tickets and paid the staff, superficially oblivious to Moon's blossoming feelings. He was just glad to be with her in its own right. All the complex mechanisms of love were lost to him. There was just Moonflower and Kematian, and they were going to have something to eat right now probably, and it was going to be really nice, and he'd tell her old adventuring stories, and then they'd arrange another date sometime. "Yeah, I'm glad too." He smiled, and his grip tightened just slightly on her hand.
Downstairs, Kematian didn't exactly know what to expect, but he found that it was quieter than above, and that was what mattered. He gestured to a table and glanced questioningly at Moon, soundlessly asking, "Shall we go there?"
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Moonflower Làidir
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 537
Age: 25
Physical Description: Moonflower is tall and willowy, standing at 5'11"; for all her slimness, she definitely has a woman's figure, with subtle curves that she does her best to hide beneath clothing slightly too large for her. Her hair is white, and falls to her waist, framing a face with a delicate bone structure and fair skin, set with a pair of silver-blue eyes that have a tendency to change intensity of hue to reflect her emotions. She has a few scars scattered all over her body, but the only real visible marks are the scars and callouses on her hands, a product of her work. For all her slight build, she is somewhat strong, likely due to her lupine-shifter nature, and she is flexible, swift, and dexterous.. when she's not dropping things due to being clumsy and awkward.
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Clothes and Equipment: Her usual clothing consists of any mixture of one of her white linen shirts, a vest with two small pockets (one dark blue, one light blue, one light grey); a pair of breeches (one black, one dark grey, one dark blue), and her black knee-high boots. Always around her left wrist is a pewter Dwarven bracelet, and around her right a bear-claw bracelet; on the fourth finger of her left hand, she wears a silver engagement ring with a single oval-shaped moonstone framed by a pair of triquetra. Tools of her trade include whittling knives, and glass- and metal-etching tools.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 20, 2016 23:36:00 GMT -8
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Post by Moonflower Làidir on Feb 15, 2016 0:17:31 GMT -8
Kematian's response just made her smile brighter, those silver-blue eyes sparkling happily. Following him down into the VIP area, Moon looked around curiously, yeah, the place was pretty nice.. though something did make her pause and blink in puzzlement. Why were there.. poles..? Must be some sort of city thing. She dismissed it, and looked back at him just in time to catch his gesture. She nodded, sticking close to him as they approached the indicated table, and once they reached it, it was with notable reluctance that she released his hand so she could sit down. Flipping her braid back over her shoulder, she placed her elbows on the table and leaned forward, resting her upper body weight on her arms.
"So.. um..." Uh oh. She was drawing a blank. Conversation had never been her strong point. She scrambled for something to say, and was saved by the approach of a waiter with two menus. Accepting one of them, she hid her face behind it as she blushed. Wow. She didn't know what most of this stuff was! What was.. foie gras? She could smell beef cooking somewhere. Ah, there! Beef.. bour.. bourg.. well hell, no way was she going to try and pronounce that. Trying to ignore her embarrassment, she pointed to the dish and handed the menu back to the waiter, cradling her flushed cheeks in her upraised hands. "Well whatever that is, it sure smells good. Always trust your nose, or so I say."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2016 0:41:01 GMT -8
Shown here is an example of the author's past work with unfamiliar consumers and exotic foods fit for the Bourgeois Gastronomie. Kematian sat upright at the table, smiling almost emptily. He knew Moon had something good to say at all times, and even when she didn't, the situation was just like his and he could probably help her along. But... then that waiter arrived and interrupted her with strange papers that bore lists. Glancing over the list, it seemed to be items with prices. Probably foods. Moon's words shortly after confirmed this. He sought one of the more expensive dishes to impress Moon, then, following her example, pointed to it and asked for the item. "Yeah, smell is very useful. It can keep you safe a lot."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2016 1:45:18 GMT -8
Viktor gave the two of them a wolfish grin from across the room. Ah, young love blossoming. Perhaps not tainted, but it was good enough. Manipulable. The wolf had run into the most complicated past before, yes, and the fighter was more used to engaging in battle than a relationship... but perhaps that was what made this whole thing so pliable. She was rethinking her old feelings, and he still didn't know how to process them, the naive man. Left to their own devices, they would be far too sinless. Intervention was necessary.
At his little corner, he lit a cigarette. It was a horrible anachronism, even by his standards, but he couldn't help it. Smoking was very much a part of him. Besides, if Tortus was allowed his constant anachronism of 1300 years (by the Devil, that ten thousand-year-old dragon spoke the same language Tortus insisted on using... get with that times), then Viktor could have his 900-year anachronism. He drew in the smoke and idly watched the events unfold, looking away whenever noticed.
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Calico Swartz
Dedicated
Time for some R&R
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 29
Physical Description: Calico is a person with a bird's head. Please don't mention it. It's very rude. He stands about 5'9" and has well-groomed feathers.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears tailored clothing reading glasses. On his person, he carries a pair of opera glasses, a pipe, and a pen and notebook.
Registered: Oct 5, 2015 15:05:49 GMT -8
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Post by Calico Swartz on Feb 15, 2016 8:10:19 GMT -8
Calico thinks for a moment, tilting his head to one side as he considers what to suggest.
"You have a stressful job, sir. I would suggest a strong stout, or a glass of brandy or whiskey. Something to warm your bones."
He ruffles at the thought of hard liquor, chirping softly when he sees the young couple purchase VIP passes.
"Of course, if you'd prefer mixed drinks, our bartender can make even the most exotic of drinks with a flourish and a smile."
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Moonflower Làidir
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 537
Age: 25
Physical Description: Moonflower is tall and willowy, standing at 5'11"; for all her slimness, she definitely has a woman's figure, with subtle curves that she does her best to hide beneath clothing slightly too large for her. Her hair is white, and falls to her waist, framing a face with a delicate bone structure and fair skin, set with a pair of silver-blue eyes that have a tendency to change intensity of hue to reflect her emotions. She has a few scars scattered all over her body, but the only real visible marks are the scars and callouses on her hands, a product of her work. For all her slight build, she is somewhat strong, likely due to her lupine-shifter nature, and she is flexible, swift, and dexterous.. when she's not dropping things due to being clumsy and awkward.
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Clothes and Equipment: Her usual clothing consists of any mixture of one of her white linen shirts, a vest with two small pockets (one dark blue, one light blue, one light grey); a pair of breeches (one black, one dark grey, one dark blue), and her black knee-high boots. Always around her left wrist is a pewter Dwarven bracelet, and around her right a bear-claw bracelet; on the fourth finger of her left hand, she wears a silver engagement ring with a single oval-shaped moonstone framed by a pair of triquetra. Tools of her trade include whittling knives, and glass- and metal-etching tools.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 20, 2016 23:36:00 GMT -8
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Post by Moonflower Làidir on Feb 15, 2016 12:53:49 GMT -8
Fidgeting idly with the cuff of her sleeve, Moon eyed Kematian. Small talk.. the bane of her existence. Given the choice, she'd sit in silence all day, working. Or would she? She liked talking to Kematian, and Alden. Maybe it just had to be people she liked to draw her out of her habitual lack of speech. Tilting her head, she pondered. "So.. do you have a favorite place you've adventured to? What was it like?"
She smiled sheepishly, then bit her lip. She hadn't been on many adventures - only the three, really, and one was more blind fleeing with what she had thought was a broken heart - but she'd talk about them, or even her past, if he wanted. An acrid scent reached her, and she blinked, then sneezed. Wrinkling her nose, she glanced around to see what was causing that awful smell. ..Oh. It was the demon guy again. She smiled hesitantly, nodded his way, and looked back to Kematian. Weirdness...
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