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✦ ✿ ✦ THE AUTUMN COURT · COMMONWEALTH OF THE PETRA ✦ — Le Bal des Pétales — ❧ ✿ ❧ "From seed, to bud, to flower." FROM THE DESK OF Lady Delphine Carnelle-Jagiellon ATSTANA DE REGNE PETRÈRE, 222 ✦ I THE FIRST The Stem As Spring rears its head, and the Winter snows clear, Petra enters into a season of rebirth. The Autumn Meadowlands, wreathed in auburn and umber, still flower with the season's dawn — as snowdrops' heads rear, daffodils peek above the once-frosted earth, and bluebells chime amongst the meadows. This is a time of celebration. Hence — Le Bal des Pétales! A grand ball shall imminently be held in the ballroom of the Palais Madelaine, where dancing and frivolity shall be the order of the day. Skilled musicians will serenade those whose plucky feet wheel around the floor; the gay melodies and jaunty rhythms will accompany your evening at our pleasure. Food too will be in plenty, served by the finest cooks and chefs of the land. II THE SECOND The Bud A hunt! A hunt! But not of deer, nor rabbit, nor pheasant; no. A hunt for the Petrine Laurel itself — its bountiful wreath hidden somewhere in the palace or gardens. Tucked into some dark and unseen corner, awaiting curious hands to ****** it from its obscurity, to wrestle it into the light where we all might rejoice. Pitted against your fellows, we will task you, on this very evening, to locate the laurel and return it to its rightful place. III THE THIRD The Petals The crowning glory to our festivities hails an ancient but refreshed cultural tradition, plucked from our Riverlands and planted in the Autumn. Long have our traditions of chivalry stood as the pride of our Commonwealth — shining bastions of what is good and righteous. Upon your entry you will be provided with a guide, a code of sorts, which spells out the hidden meanings behind flowers. Red may signify love, yellow friendship, or green envy. One may bring flowers with them, or take them from the arrangements at the Palais, and then present your desired message to another. We invite you to use this opportunity for grand declarations, full of heart and gusto, as you offer your emotions to another. ✿ ❧ ✿ ≋▐ TEMESCH OF THE PETRA ▌ ≋ ≋▐ THEONUS | REINHOLD | AUCLAIR | VALKONEN | CARNELLE ▌≋ S I G N E D , HER HIGHNESS, Mattea Asadha, Princess of the Petra, Countess of the Phoenixsphere, Grand Chamberlain of the Pétrine Court of Autumn The Illuminate, Delphine Amalia Carnelle-Jagiellon, Majordomo of the Pétrine Court of Autumn ✦ THE AUTUMN COURT · COMMONWEALTH OF THE PETRA ✦ ✿ ✦

- An Education in Dance - “Petra, flowing water.” From the desk of Revelries. Issued and averred by various courtiers of the Revelries Group. Atstana de Regne Petrère, 213. FOREWORD Dance is perhaps one of the purest forms of cultural and personal expression. It requires no words, no language, no verbal communication of any kind. And yet it has come to the attention of a select few that participation on the Petrine dance floors is woefully lacking. The courtiers of the Petrine Court of Autumn invite you to partake in an evenng of education - not one occupied with philosophy or history, but one of rhythm, movement, and medlody. Your esteemed tutor for the evening will be none other that Lady Delphine Carnelle-Jagiellon, who will instruct you one the basics on the waltz, fit for any soiree, ball, or noble affair. Following this first tutorial, a second shall be introduced, one aligned with Petrine cultural styles. Musical services will be provided courtesy of the eminent Viscount Jean-Baptise Auclair. Partnering for dances is encouraged, but not required. ✠════════════⊱⟡⊰════════════✠ ✠═════════════════════⊱⟡⊰═════════════════════✠ OOC: Tuesday, 02/17 4pm EST The Adalian Ballroom, Palais Madelaine, Petra. S I G N E D , Lady Delphine Carnelle-Jagiellon

Delphine Carnelle Jagiellon reads the notice once. Then again. Beaming, she gazes towards the Palais, its spiralling turrents and glistening walls painted against the clear blue sky. "I think home might be about to get a little busier..." She thinks to herself, before turning back to the various roles and positions available. Squinting, she eyes one in particular, tapping it thrice with a finger, and smiling to herself, before turning around, and heading back towards the palace, a spring in her step.

Delphine takes a deep breath, her body filled with the combined electricty of neres and excitement, as she finishes reading Mattea's missive. "Now, which earrings to pair with the dress...."