Royal Ball

[Snake Plissken 637]

*Artorus opens his mouth, getting ready to say something to Thorenir. "W-" He is cut off by Derrek. As Derrek explains to Artorus, he smiles and sighs deeply. He looks down to meet his gaze.

He notices how tall Derrek has grown, almost as tall as his father. He smiles and says."My boy, we are counting on you. You are your father's heir, and will one day take my place. We will await your return, as well as the return of your men."

Artorus hugs his grandson, pulling him close. He let's go and says coldly "Remember our words, Brave men do Brave deeds, this does not mean I want you to do anything foolish. Come back to us."

Thorenir watches his cousin speak to his grandson, then quickly changes the subject, "So, how goes the war against the Rhodirs?".

[Agith 224]

Aemond looks to Isabella, tilting his head before he turns his gaze to her brother. He chuckles before leaning inward toward Isabella, keeping his face toward her brother as he whispers into her ear, cheeks partially flushed and a smile on his face

" Do you want to dance, maybe we can show him how to by example? Plus, it'd be lots of fun!" he says, turning his eyes unto Isabella.

He would turn to face her, extending his right hand out toward her as he continues to smile. Aemond reaches up with his left hand, brushing away the hair from his eyes.

[Braehn Elendil An'Hiraeth 474]

*Artorus looks back to Thorenir and gives a deep sigh. He motions for the bar tender to refill his chalice. As he does so he turns back to Thorenir "It is annoying, I'll give you that much. The Rhodir have killed five of my small folk in cold blood, Roland's dead, Roy is missing and we can only assume it is the Rhodir, and another Deschain...Richard, is missing."

Artorus sips his wine and swallows and hangs his head."We presume Richard is dead seeing as he is not of High Noble blood and not worth any coin,and Roy is a prisoner."

Artorus looks back to Derrek, "Derrek, tell him everything you know. Then after the party, head to the Krak with Talon and Bergthor, and speak to Thomas Chivay, he'll tell you the rest of the details."

[The Lion 736]

WARNING THERES PROLLY EXPLICIT LYRICS IN THIS DOPE TRAP SONG

Dread is all he felt as he walked up what seemed like an endless spiral staircase that he knew meant certain doom at the top. He kept walking and took in a deep breath before walking up the last curve to face the doorway of the Lion Pit. His face was pale and hopeless when he moved away the vines obscuring his full view. There Lion sat, across the room in his war chair with a cane leaning against the arm of the chair and a crossbow ready-to-fire aimed dead center at the boys chest. "Y-y-your royal highness, I bring a letter from Emp-" Lion gives the boy a stern look and motions to fire the crossbow. The boy coughs, "The Great and Grand Emperor." He looks at Lion's lifeless eyes searching for his next move. "Leave it on the table and buck town before you get got, yah hear?" The lad nods, setting it down and quickly makes his way out the door and back down the staircase. Lion bursts out laughing, "Damn I think he pissed himself! Goofy did you see that!?" Goofy nods, "Mahbe cool ib down boss, dats ta ferth un taday." Lion shoots him a look and flicks his hand for his servant to get the letter. He pops the seal on that sucka and reads it quickly. "Goofy get the posse together, we gotta ball to attend."

“Does this smell weird to you?” Asks Lion as he picks out his clothing. After an hour of brainstorming which outfit would best suit the event and go with his man cleaver he picks out a long black leather sleeveless trench coat with a cuirass, groin protector, and chainmail underneath. He puts on heavy rings that will cause the most facial damage on those asking for a knuckle sandwich. Lion puts on standard cloth pants in the color of dark grey. Over that he straps on his royal cuisses and greaves finishing with steel capped boots. He looks over his outfit while nodding and slips his hunting knife into his boot sheath. Lion wraps a long leather strip around his right wrist with a loop attached to a sheathed cleaver for easy access. For the final piece he puts a pauldron on left shoulder that has a clip for his crossbow to go into and slips on his gold chain, “Do I look good or what?” He says to his servant as he puts on his hunting hat.

From here Lion gathers in his lobby with his crew and waits for the stretch carriage to arrive. Arriving at the ball his posse goes off to attend and he steps in surveying the crowd.

[Gemmylou 484]

Aemond looks to Isabella, tilting his head before he turns his gaze to her brother. He chuckles before leaning inward toward Isabella, keeping his face toward her brother as he whispers into her ear, cheeks partially flushed and a smile on his face

" Do you want to dance, maybe we can show him how to by example? Plus, it'd be lots of fun!" he says, turning his eyes unto Isabella.

He would turn to face her, extending his right hand out toward her as he continues to smile. Aemond reaches up with his left hand, brushing away the hair from his eyes.

-Isabella blushes and nods taking his hand and is led to the centre of the ballroom floor.

"Aemond, I might have laughed...But I don't know if I'm very good at all..." she says and bites her lip nervously playing with her hair.

She hesitantly puts her hand on his shoulder and keeps her hand in his and waits for him to lead the dance. As she dances, she has a continuous blush on her face

[Dukester 120]

*Derrek accepts his Grandfathers embrace and nods*

"I would be more then obliged to tell ye my knowledge of these Rhodirs. Yet I know not any news of them what so ever. Merely that I must find them, and well, what happens from there lies in my decision,"

*Derrek scratches his chin and then grasps both Artorus and Thorenir's shoulders*

"Farewell,"

*Derrek then walks slowly towards the exit, rubbing the back of his neck in thought..*

[Goldd 126]

-Isabella blushes and nods taking his hand and is led to the centre of the ballroom floor.

"Aemond, I might have laughed...But I don't know if I'm very good at all..." she says and bites her lip nervously playing with her hair.

She hesitantly puts her hand on his shoulder and keeps her hand in his and waits for him to lead the dance. As she dances, she has a continuous blush on her face

*Elizabeth smiles at the two and walks over to them. She goes quickly to Isabella's ear and whispers.*

"Have fun with your boyfriend."

*She giggles and walks away.*

[Snake Plissken 637]

Once Derrek is far enough away as to not hear him, Thorenir exclaims, "I cant believe you put a child in charge of my rangers....". He then places his hand on his cousins shoulder and continues, "Think he's going to need all the help he can get". Thorenir then removes his hand and leaves the hall before his cousin has a chance to reply.

[Gemmylou 484]

*Elizabeth smiles at the two and walks over to them. She goes quickly to Isabella's ear and whispers.*

"Have fun with your boyfriend."

*She giggles and walks away.*

-Blinks and then calls after her

"He is not my boyfriend!"

Rolls her eyes at Aemond and says to him "Sorry about her..." And continues her constant shade of crimson.

[Goldd 126]

*Elizabeth sighs as Derrek leaves, wondering if her likes her. She looks back to Isabella and giggles loving that Isabella got a taste of her own medicine. She then walks to her mother and just stands there.*

"Hello, Lord Elendil and Mother."

[Guest Grey]

*Gavin strolls around arethor, wondering where everyone is*

[Jorgen Reimer 74]

Looks at Akimao and says "Go away." He then makes a motion with his hands to send him on his way. Begins thinking in his head "Crazy children these people are, wishing to duel old men. Crazy times.." He turns away and hands his empty wine glass to a servant, carefully taking another and having a sip.

YOU HAVE FORCED MY HAND!

If you do not grant my this honor, then my honor must be satisfied in steel! Your nephew shall regret this decision.!

He says, as he notices the old man walk away. Akimoto disappears into the masses, in vengeance that his honor could not be satisfied the easy way, and that he must do it the hard way.

[Nummy 413]

Piper smiles at her daughter, her silver eyes meeting hers.

"Are you enjoying the ball, my darling?"

She asks, trying to recover herself quickly from Artorus's question about her husband.

[Goldd 126]

Piper smiles at her daughter, her silver eyes meeting hers.

"Are you enjoying the ball, my darling?"

She asks, trying to recover herself quickly from Artorus's question about her husband.

*Elizabeth nods and smiles wondering if she saw Derrek kiss her. She pats her dress a bit and looks at her mother.*

"I am enjoying it very much. Grandpa Boiendl looks good too. He seems happier that usual."

"Where is Father?"

[Nummy 413]

Piper sighs, getting down on a knee to be more level with her daughter. She puts on a smile as she straightens Elizabeth's hair.

"Papa is working Lilibeth",

She tells her daughter, something she is used to saying by now.