Royal Ball

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

Patrick looks to Kais

"I'm rather well actually. Things are going smoothly and I was just talking to Artorus of soldiers and travel between our lands"

He smiles at Kais

"How are you then?"

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

* Kais looks to Alexander

"Same old, same old, policing the Empire as best I can with the assets been given to me, most of my time is spent in Arethor so it is harder to police the other provinces of the Empire."

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

Patrick gives a knowing nod

"I might be able to assist with that in the future..."

He gives a smile

"But we will discuss that when the time comes, now?"

He waits for Shais

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

* looks to Patrick

"We can talk about anything you want right now, though if you wish to assist that will help, to many people break the laws out of spite these days, not any major laws mostly just climbing on rooftops and trespassing but I think I'll have to set up some sort of City Watch rather than wasting the Knights time with this nonsense."

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

Patrick smiles at Shais

"That is what I was proposing. Pruvia is very... Quiet I would say, and I would be more than willing to have my Bannermen assist in the crownlands, but I would need my grandfathers permission first of course"

Patrick smiles politely

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

* Kais nods to Patrick

"Hmm, yes I'll support it as long as your men know discipline and not to be to brutal on small time offenders"

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

Patrick nods

"They are still in training and I need to up recruitment, but I hope we will serve Oren well"

He smiles

[Sultan 3953]

As the nobles delight themselves in wines and hor'dourves , the Herald strikes his large staff on the ground twice and the trumpets blare throughout the hall. He cries “His Imperial Highness the Crown Prince Horen IV, and Her Imperial Highness the Princess Ari Hightower!“ The large carved doors fly open, and Horen IV on his Black Steed charges forward into the crowd, narrowly avoiding trampling several ladies-in-waiting to Princess Anne. Upon reaching the middle of the ballroom, the horse stamps anxiously and looked towards the gates where Princess Ari approaches. She rides upon a beautiful white mare, escorted by an Imperial Guard in full Horen livery. The guards holds the reins and gently leads Ari’s mare to the room to stand by its mate.

Horen IV dons his Black Dragon Helm. He wears armor, although it seems not to be meant for war. The fine tunic of leather and wool is embroidered with the symbols of House Horen and House Hightower intertwined; a crowned ebon dragon wrapped about a crimson tower, a griffon similarly crowned above the two. The tailoring, which emphasizes his broad shoulders and comparatively narrow abdomen make him an elegant figure, seeming to embody the ideal Orenian. About his shoulders he has pauldrons of black fur, clasped with a cloak long enough to cover his entire body.

His bride, though still seated upon her mare was truly a sight to behold. Her gown, normally of the colors of House Hightower, had been exchanged for one of the deep violet of House Horen. Along the edges of her sleeves and accenting the edges of her skirt was a light shade of grey silk. The material of the dress clung closely to her beautiful figure, a long violent silken cloak hung over her shoulders and draped down off the side of her steed, nearly reaching the floor. Though her long sleeves covered her hands, she wore silken gloves upon her hands, which were folded over one another and rested upon her lap. A perpetual look of bliss remained present on her face as she looked briefly at the crowd of nobles, before turning her gaze to her husband in anticipation.

Horen moves his hand under his cloak and draws his sword, bringing it parallel to his face, pointing upwards in a salute. He looks towards the balcony where his father, the Emperor, is seated. In the back of the hall, the orchestra begins the Anthem of the Empire as the nobles turn to face the Balcony. The Emperor presided over them as they sing in unison.

“God save our Emperor!

Long live His Majesty!

God save Godfrey!

Send him victorious,

Happy and glorious,

Long to reign over us:

God save Oren!

O Lord our God arise,

Scatter our enemies,

And make them fall:

Confound their politics,

Frustrate their foreign tricks,

On You our hopes we fix:

God save us all.

Thy blessed gifts in store,

On him be pleased to pour;

Long may he reign:

May he defend our walls,

And ever give us cause

To sing with heart and voice

God save Godfrey!”

As the instruments fall silent and the Anthem comes to an end, the nobles cheer.The Emperor seats himself, and Horen approaches. He removes his helmet, mahogany hair falling to his shoulders as he un-mounts his steed. He hands the helm to a guard that escorts the horse away from the ceremony, awed at the honor. Horen turns to his still-saddled bride, and puts his hands about her from the waist. The Prince lifts her off with ease, as if she is a gentle leaf in his hands. The guard that held the reins of her mare moves to leave, as other nobles approach the newlyweds to pay their congratulations.

[Snake Plissken 637]

((Stole my image from the Rhodir thread :P))

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

((Gryphon is my smybol! :P))

Patrick goes down, saying farewells to Shaister and Axl, and goes and stands on the right side of his grandfathers throne, where he belongs in his full armor, a gryphon poised to attack on his breastplate

He adopts a stone cold face, knowing his duty now was one all too serious

As he rests his hands upon the hilt of his blade, the hilt a gryphons head and the cross bar the wings of one, the blade Godfrey gave to his son Alexander, and Alexander gave to his son Patrick

Patrick says "Congratulations uncle, on behalf of your late brother, my father, I wish you a happy and blessed marriage with many children."

He forces a quick smiles and turns back to the crowd, his face cold again

[Scipp3r 451]

Patrick walks to where Horen IV stands and bows deeply, "Congratulations your Imperial Highness on your marriage and I pray it will bond you two until death" Patrick steps back and awaits Horen IV's response.

[Braxis 813]

((Stole my image from the Rhodir thread :P))

[actually he used that pic about 3 months ago .w. he just reused it. SO you techinicly stole it from him. :3 And please no Pure OOC post on this thread as stated before.]]

*Uthor a few steps near Denims turns and motions the Young half elf next to him to do the same. Uthor and the young half elf watch from a few steps away and watches as Horen begins to get swarmed by nobles some with good meaning and some just wanting to kiss up for their own sake. He looks to the young half elf for a moment and speaks to him.*

"Let's wait boy, lets not aid the crowd swamp the newly wed crown prince. Paitince is a virtue and its one im gonna make sure ye grow up with."

*The Half elf nods and continues to look at the crown prince pondering and Uthor looks around for another Cup of wine. Or Ale*

[The Lion 736]

Lion gets up in his drunken haze and walks over to the conductor of the orchestra. With a flick of his wrist he swings up his cleaver, putting it to the neck of the man, "This is my spot now, got it?" The conductor gulps and nods stepping down. Lion stands and looks over the the shaken and unsure orchestra and looks down at the music sheets, he nods and taps the wand lightly. The orchestra looks up and gets a morale boost as they see Lion knows what he's doing, at this they begin playing.

[Sultan 3953]

A servant comes forward with a tray of drinks towards Horen and Ari as he nears them he stops bowing his head and presents the tray for them to choose. Horen looks at the young man without saying a word and without moving, the servant begins to be frightened, and he beings to stutter an apology. Horen keeps on looking at the man, he turns and glances at Ari for a moment and then returns his gaze to him he motions with his hand towards Ari and says with a shallow voice ''Pr esent..it..to..the...Pr..incess..''

[Old Man Boiendl 1454]

Adeodatus I stops drinking for a while and decides to look around. After mingling for a few moments he sees Prince Horen and Princess Ari. He shrugs and makes his way over to them. When he gets there he imidetialy bows to the pair and says "Good Eve Imperial Prince Horen and Imperial Princess Ari. You are looking very handsome this evening Imperial Prince Horen and you Imperial Princess Ari, most beautiful. I hope you two are having a lovely evening?"He slightly yawns