Tea Party

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Letters are sent out to the most important and notable figures of the realm from Patrick Denims to attend his tea party.

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His Imperial Majesty Saint Godfrey first of his name, by the grace of the Creator Emperor of Oren, King of Renatus and Seventis, Defender of the Faith, Protector of the Realm, Regent Enternal of the Kingdom of Haven leader of the House Horen-Hightower

Her Imperial Majesty The Emperor's Consort Empress Duchess of Norjun Rose of House Horen-Hightower

His Imperial Highness the Crown Prince Horen the fourth of House Horen-Hightower

Her Imperial Highness The Crown Prince's Consort Princess Ari of House Horen-Hightower

His Imperial Highness Prince Henry the second of House Horen-Hightower

His Imperial Highness Prince Patrick of House Horen-Hightower

His Majesty The Most Reverent and Right Honorable His Eminence The Prince Archbishop King James of House Horen-Hightower

Her Majesty Queen Kyral of House Horen-Hightower

His Highness Prince Lancel of House Horen-Hightower

His Grace The Duke Alexander De Stolistes

His Grace The Duke Shas'O Kais Ishikawa

The Right Honorable Count Throdo Therving

The Right Honorable Count Grand Ser Uthor Silverblade

The Right Honorable Count Great Ser Peter Chivay

The Right Honorable Count Great Ser Thomas Chivay

Great Ser "Fluffy" Imperial General Grimbeard

The Right Honorable Marquis Augustus Flay

His Eminence High Pontiff Velwyn Ashford

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The Royals and Nobles arrive at the tea party at the Imperial Party Plaza building just built. They step out of their carriages and tea Imperial Guards stand at the door ready to defend. Music plays as the people gather into the central room and servants begin to serve tea.

(Talk politics, mingle, try to get married, and drink tea)

[Thu'um 530]

(Talk politics, mingle, try to get married, and drink tea)

(Maybe Uthor can court a woman now so I can play his son)

[Stevie 1598]

The carriage rolls along the rocky road, bumping frequently, rocking the carriage to and fro. From inside, Thomas grumbles incoherently, no doubt swearing about the unstable and uncommon ride. In fact, this was the first time Thomas had ridden in a carriage, even more so this was his first "Tea party". There have been feasts, balls, gatherings he has attended, but nothing with such a small amount of guests. The bearded Marshal couldn't as easily mingle with the crowd as he had always done. No, this time he had to speak directly and intently, a task otherwise difficult for him... or so he thought.

The short carriage ride to the party plaza was finally over, and the rider quickly leaped from his spot at the reins to the door, opening it and presenting the Count - the Marquis, rather, stepping down from the two small steps. Adorning robes of the finest quality he could obtain, he nods to the carriage boy and enters the plaza, his groomed hair and tidy attire a strange sight to most as he approaches.

This soldier-baron turned Marquis was much different from when he first held land in the old continent. He had caught the eye of the important people, and benefited because of it. The old disgruntled and arrogant Thomas was still there, though, but this Marshal had learned how to hide it with a facade of faces and smiles. He was a professional now, in many self-proclaimed respects, and it seemed people were beginning to notice that there is much more to this Chivay than just a big beard and a foreign accent.

Being one of the first to arrive, he greets the host of the party, Lord Denims, with a shake of his hand and a smile, throwing compliments and light jokes as an introduction. He would involve himself in more important conversation once the rest of the guests had arrived. But for now, he chose to bide his time, converse with one of the guardsmen outside instead, and sip the foreign taste that was tea, from an even stranger small teacup, hardly as filling as he would have liked.

So here he stood, waiting for the rest to arrive. He was slowly easing himself into a more refined life, despite his protests. He was a real noble now, a long way from the half-drunken commoner he used to be. But if there was one thing Thomas is known for, it would be his respect for his family, and his remembrance of his roots. The half-drunken commoner was still there, he will always be there, for that is Thomas Chivay - The man many have known, and all too many have hated.

[Braxis 813]

Uthor sits on the edge of his bed as he continuously goes through several papers pondering on when ever he would receive one that is not of bad news or just another field report from his knights or spies. He raises a brow as he sees the Tea Invitation from Duke Denims and reads it and gives out a chuckle looking over his shoulder. "Elene, do ye wish to accompany me to a small party? Duke denims seems to get some peoples mind off the bad things that have been occurring." He watches as she nods slowly "That sounds wonderful Uthor, when would we depart?" Uthor nods with a smile "Very well, and it should be in a few hours we should get ready No?" She nods to him as they get out of the bed preparing themselves. Uthor readies himself getting into one of his best outfits a Dark blue coat with several spots of Silver and light blue to represent his House Color and ranking in the house. Once he finishes he walks outside readying awaiting outside for Elene once she comes out he simply nods offering his head "Shall we?" She simply gives a simple nod "Lets" as they make their way to the party.

As they arrive the Party they enter quickly right on time almost a tad late. As the two enter the look around as they look for some friends to talk with and to enjoy the party.

[Coaster 2086]

Mud splatters against the iron boots of the party, three men - one in full plate - the other two in assorted leathers and mail. The one in the center wears a blood red bandanna around the bottom half of his face, a mess of brown and grey hair atop his head. August Flay and his guard.

As they approach the Imperial Plaza, August clicks his tongue, and the guards lean lazily on their spears; keeping watch, their tabbards emblazoned with the sigil of the flayed man.

He wore his usual affair, a jumble of mismatched clothing, dirty with grit - all covered by the steel plate he had taken to wearing constantly. He enters the building, and looks around, taking in the guests, all of equal or greater social status then he. His eyes stop at the sight of the Grand Marshall, and he scowls, he still begrudged the man for taking the position that he thought rightfully his, he who conquered Seventis in one fell swoop, who tamed Hanseti with one simple ruse.

He thinks about leaving, but decides against it, current events force him to stay. By now there has been at least some word that he wishes to marry again, so as to continue the line of House Flay and produce an heir. He accepts a drink from a serving man and looks on, hoping that any one of the Lords present can see past his reputation to grasp that marriage would mean his men, his political support, and a very significant dowry.

[Avacyn 1712]

A shadowy figure slinks along the perimeter of the crowd of guests, watching, observing, noting every bit of information spoken, every glance given to another with some emotion behind it, whether it be anger, joy, or lust. Of course, he is here on behalf of the Inquisition, having been sent by the Lord Inquisitor as a bit of a training exercise. He is here to make sure there are no... disturbances among the people. After all, corruption does tend to sit among the nobles of Oren, and a gathering of them is a prime opportunity to learn a few things. He clasps his hands behind his back, and silently makes his way around the room, keeping track of every noble present. He gives a brief, courteous nod to Lord Denims, and finds a good, dark corner by the stairs to roost until he is needed.

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

The Duke and Lord High Sheriff Shas'O Kais Ishikawa begins walking into the party plaza wearing his new armour mixed with robes, not looking like any other in the Oren Nobility

Kais continues walking inside until he reaches the door into the plaza guarded by three men, the officer of the men says to Kais

"Greetings my lord, please state your name so we can check the guest list"

"I am the Duke and Lord High Sheriff Shas'O Kais Ishikawa."

"Very well your grace allow me to tell the herald you've arrived so you may enter."

The Guard walks off into the room to whisper into the heralds ear and Kais stands awaiting the guard he takes a moment to remember how he got to his position of power, he fiddles with the ring on his index finger. The Guard walks back in and gestures for Kais to walk into the Plaza, as Kais walks into the Plaza the Herald speaks

"Presenting His Grace the Rt Honourable Lord High Sheriff of Oren Shas'O Kais Ishikawa."

As Kais walks in he pulls his hood down revealing his topnot hair style, he then takes his mask off handing it to one of the servants taking peoples coats, he goes to find a quiet spot to sit down and drink his tea awaiting someone to talk to him

[Electric Wizard 78]

A carriage trots down the road slowly, an open top, with one white horse on the front. Beside the driver, is a man in burgundy with a small trim of sanguine, a robe folded over the chest, lined with sewn in golden beads. His pearly white, leather gloves contrast the uniformity of the burgundy.

He has three rings on the right, and two on the left, perhaps a glimpse would show to the watchful eye of his left ring-finger, a piece of solid gold wrapped around, and an image of a lion in it. He appears to be middle aged, his hair has streaks of gray in his mustache and beard, still remaining primarily dark brown. He is holding a scepter in his gloved hands, grasping it lightly. It is iron with golden vines and leaves wrapping up from the bottom to the top, where a rose bud reveals a lion's head with its mouth open, holding a clear orb in its mouth. He is holding a pipe in his mouth as well, puffing on it occasionally.

He steps off, using his scepter to stand, he smiles, taking a much younger woman's arm. The woman stands about five feet three, being just barely to his shoulder as she stand to his right. Her dress is very elegant being purple and white. Gold trims cover the dress with a golden cross coming from her knees to her chest. She seems to be look back at the carriage beckoning someone out, then she turns her head showing he red eyes to match her crimson red hair. Her make up look well done as if done by a perfectionist, not even a single mistake.

Light purple shading over her eye lids when she blinks and her lips being pink, done with the light pressing of red dye. Her hair is also tied into a pony tail on her back, going down half of her back, and a golden hair bow holding it together. She wears two rings, one being a normal pure silver ring on her right hand, and the other is on her left ring finger a gold with diamond inlay ring with an amethyst set in the front.

Going on with jewelry she also has two match gold earrings, though barely visible, though both have amethysts in them as well. She turn back around beckoning someone out once again. (third person pending, will edit.)

The three of them walk towards the door, Alexander bows his head slightly, before a herald chimes in:

"His Eminence the Rightful Honorable Imperial High Chancellor, Pontiff Alexander de Stolistes and his wife, Her Grace Duchess Melissa de Stolistes, accompanied by Lady Anya Demones!"

[Redbaron™ 690]

Prince Lancel walks into the plaza with a smile, looking about the large tables full of pastries and teas. Lancel stands for a moment, enjoying the smell of the air as maids and servants alike bring out platters upon platters of delicious foods.

In the middle of his eying of the foods his herald looks at Lancel wondering why he isn't saying anything. Lancel is in full black clothing with a small dirk on his side.

After breaking out of the trance Lancel looks at the Herald and gives him the nod to announce his arrival. The herald quickly scuffles forward and speaks in a carried voice

"Presenting his Imperial Highness Imperial Prince Lancel Horen-Hightower!"

After the announcement Lancel steps forward into group of nobles to chat about politics.

[dirtryhary 26]

*A carriage under heavy escort from a detachment of Imperial Dragoons passes through the Gates, the Imperial Guard stationed there making way for Imperial General GrimBeard. The Dragoons form two lines, facing each other, their sabers raised to create a roof of swords above GrimBeard's head as he marched through the tunnel his men made.*

*A herald announced his coming loudly, after blaring a note on the trumpet*

"Imperial General and Noble Ser GrimBeard!"

*GrimBeard walked down the stair case, his dragoons remounting, and going off to patrol yet again, and deal with a bandit problem in the north. GrimBeard was wearing a simple tabard, showing off Aerials colors, and leather pants, with polished boots. GrimBeards nods his head briefly to Ser Uthor, before going to August and shaking his hand, saying something along the lines of "Well met." GrimBeard grabbed a cup of tea, fortified with vodka, and walked around, talking about the Imperial Guard, politics, and a variety of other things.*

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

Patrick wonders why Lancel thinks he's an Imperial Prince, when only the Emperor's direct family hold that title...

He then remembers the Hightowers are imbred and goes back to sipping tea and talking politics and doing stuff with Patrick Denims and Throdo, fellow Rustler in Arms.

[Redbaron™ 690]

*Lancel's eyes glance over to Patrick as he walks. Remembering the night he slept with his mother like he had with so many other woman, nearly chuckling to himself at the thought of him wooing her because Patrick's father was a horrible husband.

Then he wanted to spit in distgust as he remembered that house Hightower and house Horen /combined/ making one singular house. Horen-Hightower and he now has to be in the same family as the spawn of that man. But puts up a simple smile as his eyes keep moving over the crowd.*

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

Kais continues to sit at his table drinking the tea given to him, a servant comes around to put a plate of cakes and biscuits on the table Kais looks at plate looking around for his favorite snack cookies, he continues to look around and he spots many nobles around, he see's Patrick Denims, Patrick Horen, Lancel Hightower and his best friend Alexander De Stolistes, however Kais does not move from his table and he fiddles around with the ring on his index finger

[VonAulus 2082]

The graceful Archbishop Jedidiah of House Silverblade scoffs when he hears of the party,and he was not invited. He considered the treasurer a friend, Jedidiah curses Patrick Denims to burn his tongue on the tea.

[SkyyoBee 249]

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