House Corvin Masquerade Ball

[DruinsBane 240]

                                                               [Not a noble house]

             

 

To all those among the realm my family greets you, you're welcome to our domain high above the clouds. We're a family from old lands distant and far apart. We're among the more social. We invite you to a grand masquerade, food and wine will be supplied. Three moons from now a night you won't forget.

                                                  

                                              

 

Atop the peaks of old Malinor we dwell, we like guests. We like expected guests, don't be unexpected. (Meaning don't show up before the date)

 

                

                   Due to confusion and the servers stability the ball will be postponed.

                                                                           Cords

                                                                    X: -369.28396

                                                                       Y: 178.000

                                                                     Z -1137.62573

                                                          

                                                               

                                                               - Straud Corvin

[Booklight12 481]

Blake will not be there.. Or will he?... He might be unexpected. Or expected. Only sunday will tell the outcome of his expectancy. "I Beranabus Whitewolf am coming... Wait no.. I 'ave duties that day.. Nevermind! Wait do I? Nay nay! I 'ave studyin' te do! Aye. I am nay comin' sorreh."Oh wait nay now I am comin'."

[Abysmall 119]

A dark elf named Andor scratches his head as he reads the fancy lettering.

"Well, if they don't like unexpected guest...I-I mean I don't wanna be on anyone's bad side, or anything....So how do I become expected do I just sign?"

The dark elf says as he sloppily writes his name in the corner of the parchment.

"Oh damned, my handwriting doesn't match the fancy stuff...Damn, now I've gone and made a fool of myself!"

The dark elf quickly crosses out his name with a fury of stray lines, he then gasps shouting.

"Nether, now I've made a mockery of the corner of this invitation! Blast I am the worst party guest!"

[Salamandra 1136]

[[Coords would be nice! D: I'd love to be there!]]

[DruinsBane 240]

[[Coords would be nice! D: I'd love to be there!]]

 

As you requested I added the cords, plus I've added a picture.

[A Spooky Witch 156]

Poppy's eyes light up as her father shows her the invitation and she looks in her chest, making sure she still had her mask polished and ready. 

 

"Oh yay a dance! I love to dance!"

 

And with that she strode around her room before the firelight, practicing her dancing to make sure it was perfect.

[Lark 2227]

Lark says nothing.  

[DruinsBane 240]

Town criers bark and scream in efforts to inform the populace of Anthos. "All is welcome, wine food and games! Come one and all to the Corvin family ball!"

[- Pastry 931]

Griffin has a look at the invitation. Probably a murderfest, which means he'll probably die.

Sounds fun!

Griffin marks his calendar and contacts his tailor friend in order to procure a mask.

[Samler 1566]

A tall golden blonde haired elf looks at the poster and tilts his head a Little. "Hmmm, maybe I should go there. If Anya and Elleyun wants to, that is." He thinks to himself before going home to the two.

[Guest Guest]

A note is left pinned next to the ad, "The wizard's guild is honored to announce that they will be attending. List of people attending:

 

- Arch Wizard Ambros

- Archanix Dante

- Chair in Recent Ruins Laurina

- General of Indefinite Studies  Garfunkle

- Master Wizard Ibar

 

P.s. Cecil, one of the guild's dear friends might also attend."

 

 

[DruinsBane 240]

As the time begins to eve into the presents the servants and the masters place the final touches on the house. A roast boar, fine wines. "This'll be a night to remember!"

[Aeus 2653]

*Lord Chancellor Aranel Aergon wakes up as a boy is yelling about the masquerade. He rushes out of the palace angrily and yells*

"What is the meaning of this?! I am trying to sleep!"

"It is a masquerade my lord. Near Malinor."

"Oh.. In that case.. Thank you; I will get the men working on the mask and the robes. Can you tell my daughter about it? Oh, and make sure Lady Atmorice and the Tundraks know of this, we would not want them to miss it."

"Yes my lord." The boy says and runs off.

*Lord Chancellor Aranel Aergon returns to the palace and starts preparing for the masquerade.*

[DigitalRescue 4]

Thalwë hears some Elves in the Conclave talking about the ball. He smiles, before turning to a shop and browsing through 'rich looking clothes'. He has to look his best for this, of course - even if he can't see what he looks like himself.

 

If only he could see the way to get there...

[Kardel 1054]

As Thar Tundrak rewrites the holy scriptures of Fenn, he is disturbed by a obnoxious rapping at his door. Thar tries to ignore it, but after a long while of rapping he gathers his robes about himself and goes to open the door, yelling "What is so urgent that I must be disturbed at this late hour?"

A body stands at the doorway "Sire! The Lord Chancellor instructed me to tell you of the masquerade that will be happening shortly in the lands of the Mali'Ame."

Thar rubs his forehead "Is the Lord Chancellor himself attending this matter?"

The boy nods "Yes sire."

Thar sighs "As much as I despise the rest of Malin's children. . .go and tell the tailors to come up with something sophisticated for this ball. If he is going, then brother is going, and so I must attend as well. Have you awoken the others yet?"

The boy shakes his head "No sire."

Thar replies "Then make sure you gently awake the High Prince and be sure to violently awake General Eregurn. Make haste Malil!"

The boy nods and runs off, as Thar retreats back into his room, and starts combing his hair and beard.