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Pasted to message-boards and walls alike, an invitation, penned neatly on parchment, would flood the cities and towns of the Empire of Man.

 

An image of a Mask

+-- Each invitation is accompanied by a simple image depicting a mask --+

Come one, come all, Nobility and Citizenry alike. You have been invited to a Masquerade ball in celebration of the esteemed

Imperial Grand Marshal, Ser Rolando Castelo for his services to the Empire as he humbly retires.

Join us in the celebration- donning a fantastical mask of your choosing and formal garb fit for dancing- at the Imperial Palace.

((6pm EST, Saturday the 13th of October.))

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Do take care to consider:

Trouble-makers will be denied at the door.

If you wish to be let in, please assure you maintain a level of decency and cleanliness.

Gifts may be brought for the Grand Marshal. They are a welcome surprise, but not a necessity.

Only a select few will be allowed the rights to carry weapons. Be prepared to be searched and have potentially harmful belongings confiscated for the duration of the event.

((This invitation extends to all  who reside within the Empire of Man))

 

Signed,

Elaine, Minister of Arts and Imperial Painter.

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"Looks like I'll need to steal Sebastian's pumpkin mask..." Commodus comments as he reads his invitation. "His father won't mind, tis his ball after all." He smiles and begins searching for a gift to give his OLD MAN friend.

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"Guess the crow mask aye bought las'month will come in handy, finally."  

 

Thorvn huffed out upon reading the flier, now that he thought further- A large sigh came out, he'll be tasked with defending claudius again, unless otherwise. 

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"I sure hope I don't get shot."

 

Vaelii mutters, looking over a paper with one of his associates, RSVPing.

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"Ah, the women won't see how hideous to behold Ser Robert is. Perhaps he has a chance!" exclaims Ser Carlovac, donning his new Kharajyr-skin pelt.

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Ser Philip de Honneur smiles broadly upon hearing the news. “Seems that time has certainly flown by. I will try my best to make it.”

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"Alright your turn. What is one thing you have always wanted to do?" Roland Castelo would inquire, leaning back to rest his hands behind him as he kicked his legs absentmindedly in the pond water.

"Well.... I suppose I have always wanted to attend a masquerade ball," She would chuckle lightly. Aldonza Cervantes would follow his lead, slipping off her boots to stick her feet into the water as well. 

 

The memory would remain sharp in her mind, bringing a smile upon Aldonza Castelo's face every time she thinks of it as she now prepares her mask and gown 14 years later. 

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Sebastian reads the flier as if its a regular boring old paper. He seems excited to dance at the ball, but not celebrate his father. Sebastian situates his mask, prepared for it all.

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The stewardess of Fenn emitted a a scoff as she noted that the Empire had arranged their ball to be on the exact same date, at the exact same time as the one she had planned for her own beloved nation. She silently pondered whether this was down to their own ignorance or an attempt to undermine her own plans. Regardless of their intentions, she continued to make the finishing touches to her own event. 

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Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. 

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