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Le Vol d'un Canari

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Their Imperial Majesties, MARCUS I AND VALENTINA OF ASTURIAS, the Emperor and Empress of Azuras and The Imperial House of Horen

 

UNTO ALBA

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His Lordship, Luka Weiss

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…And all those of Azuras who may wish to attend. 

 

 

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Le Vol d'un Canari 
Penned by Roswyn Halcourt and Olivier Halcourt, 2080


Nearly eighteen summers ago a roaring cry carried throughout the streets of St. Godwinsburg. As a small cherub with faint red curls graced the Halcourts home. Over the years she has made herself known through her tenacity, her infectious joy and her rare disposition, growing into a young lady cherished by her kin.
Now as Wynith Andromède Halcourt, nears the age where she will be considered a Lady grown, her parents wish to host a celebration where all will be invited to celebrate the young lady. Held upon the grounds of Orchere Hall, the name day festivities shall commence, we pray this eve will be filled with joy, music and honored company.

 

Itinerary


A Bird’s Bicker
    Held within a pit beside the estate a brawl will be held, names will be picked by random off a roster and the one who comes out victorious will win a prize of 300 mina.

 

A Canary's Melody
    Afterwards those who have not found themselves too tired from the fisticuff may join as a special performance by the band Landskar plays on the western most side of the estate.

 

Flapping of Wings
    As the night grows on and a chill seeps into the air, guests are invited inside for food, drinks and a dance in the warmth the Orchere fire place provides.

 

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Olivier, the proud father of Wynith felt his eyes fill with tears as he wrapped his arms around his Petit Canari "I remember when you were just a little bundle, I could barely hold you because everyone was so in awe of your beauty." he sniffled feeling nostalgic.

 

He would then pull away and grab her shoulders looking her sternly in the face "If I see any young Lords trying to weasel their way into your good graces I will not be pleased" he said with no real bite

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"How. Bird themed! I quite love birds. We should go." Mused the Margravine. Arya Altwegg would prepare her bags and gifts too! 

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2 hours ago, Kabaffahp said:

Olivier, the proud father of Wynith felt his eyes fill with tears as he wrapped his arms around his Petit Canari "I remember when you were just a little bundle, I could barely hold you because everyone was so in awe of your beauty." he sniffled feeling nostalgic.

 

He would then pull away and grab her shoulders looking her sternly in the face "If I see any young Lords trying to weasel their way into your good graces I will not be pleased" he said with no real bite

Wynith hugged her father back, laughing a bit as he sniffled, finding his words sappy but endearing. She'd gently pat her father's back, and when she was just about to reply, he spoke of Lords being weasels, and she rolled her eyes lightly.
"Papa, it will be fine, I promise you have nothing to worry about, but oui, I am not sure if being that bundle is what you'd prefer me to be, as now I can really hug you back, I couldn't if I was still that bundle... and, I'm sure it'll be a great party."
A bright smile was given as she tackled him with a hug in hopes that he would no longer be worried.

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“Oh, it feels like only yesterday I first met her in her bassinet,” Romund spoke, gazing wistfully at the letter handed over to him by his wife. “I do wonder if that canary plush I gave her all those years ago is still intact…” He trailed off before he readjusted his position in his seat.
 
“Say—what do young ladies like nowadays? Perhaps we could get her a necklace of a burger this time around.” He joked, his eyes drifting over to see a relatively unimpressed-appearing Sabrina Aldor.
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