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Holy s**t! Six thousand gold! That's a lot of gold. That's more than what a Medium sized Bullion sells for in Awakening. If it weren't outlandishly impossible and cartoonish, those who put this fundraiser together would've had cash symbols zooming out of their eyes with the tongues hanging out of there mouths. I really like breaking the fourth wall with my posts lately.

"Sold, for six thousand gold!" the Dragon proclaimed. He finished his cosmo in celebration of the success of this auction while there was clamor of celebration at the last sale before going on. "Up next is Ephraim, one of the Host Club's very own and very newest members!" Unless I'm mistaken. Pretty sure Ephy joined the Host Club at the Job Fair.

Victoria cursed her bad luck for being late to the auction. She already heard that nice swordsman from last year's blind date go to someone else. Oh well. Her and Oujay weren't super-close, but at least the bishop had been there to show him he wasn't invisible. "He deserves to be happy, like all of us here do."

It was a time of temporary peace. Victoria nor the rest of Eyris would not know the further horrors of war until much later. For now though, this date was all about her! She was going to win an auction and have a great time, but of course she would not break her holy vows and do the kinds of things people confessed to her about.

But taking her mind off her work as both a preacher and a healer was just what she had in mind. Up next, she saw the rather noble-looking Ephraim step up to be auctioned off.

What would be a good amount to start off with, she wondered?

"500 gold!" Victoria shouted. It was time for the bidding war to begin.

"Excuse me, my good Fire Dragon! If I could have your attention, I believe we could get this squared off and underway."

A voice rang out from the crowd, originating from the red sliver of hair that poked out from the waves of ongoers. It was like an antenna broadcasting the signal for all to hear....If only anyone knew what that was! References far before their time aside, it seemed that Ewan had decided to throw his hat into the bidding, or in this case his wallet! (Wallet, pouch, satchel, what have you.) A thumb twapped the bridge of his nose as he held up a hand, dramstically pointing at Innes' direction.

"HOLD IT! Royalty or not, I believe his afternoon shall belong to me! 2,000 gold on Prince Ephraim!"

The challenge had been declared, the Wheel of Fate had started turning, REBEL ONE! ACTION! You get the drill. Ewan straightened himself up, trying to look as imposing as possible like some nature show. He needed a day out of the barn that didn't involve wars or Cloak missions. Certainly royalty would be able to give him one hell of an afternoon. Besides....

Ewan appreciates hotness in all forms.

"GAH!"

Ewan took a step back, not expecting that sudden jump in the bid. Something here wasn't adding up. Unless Innes had landed here with half of the royal treasurey in his back pocket....Think Ewan, think....Or you're done for! If only Master Saleh was here! What would he think? If only he hadn't been murdered by that golden statue....Wait what the hell was he thinking? Master Walsh was always with him, with a little IMAGINATION. Think...Channel his spirit into whatever bright idea you have this time little mage! That's it!

'Think about the available resources he has...Prince Innes hasn't been here longer than yourself, much less been a key player in society. What could he possibly have under his sleeve?'

"OBJECTION!"

Ewan straightened himself out, once more drawing his finger in the direction of the smug princeling dramatically. Everything was on the line with this one bidding! Make it count! Make it....

Wright.

"You have the same resources than me! Nobody would be that sure with their money unless they weren't aware of how casual this charity is or if they were bluffing with their entire savings! You're trying to shake my resolve! Which is why I bid..."

"5,005 gold!"

~Valor is the contempt of death and pain.~

Wallace

Wallace sat around waiting for his turn to be bid upon for an evening. You'd think I would know better than to accept a wager as part of a drinking game. Especially with Vaida stipulating the terms. Can't drink the way I used too when I was a young lad.

If Victoria was late, then Leena was dead last. But the business of an upstanding merchant usually took all her day. She was lucky enough to leave her shop to some of her helpers. They were good workers. She really felt happy to have them. "Come on Leena. You owe this to yourself! Find someone who you think would be nice and..."

The shop keeper looked up who was next for auction. "Is that Sir Wallace? Sometimes I see him patrolling with Lady Vaida..." she muttered. All the sudden, she clammed up, and slapped her hands over her mouth.

She couldn't bid on Wallace! Just imagining what Vaida would do if anyone "took him away" was too terrible. Even if they were the most 'bitter rivals', they spent a lot of time together. "It's always nice to have someone by your side..." she thought. Leon had always been by hers, but she didn't look at him 'that way'. The way lovers looked at each other was special.

(Just a little post to get Leena in the show. I'm not sure who I'll give her a date with yet. ~)

Thanks to the original bid war, things had become much more lively at the bachelor auction. Ziaram ended up being won for two thousand gold by Rin, Up next was Sain, and there was another bidding war for him between Blythe (who the young lord assumed was trying to win him more for some sort of training. Whether it was to woo the ladies (Roy had to admit that the cavalier did have some skill getting back into the game after having numerous failures trying to win a date with a maiden, or was that stupidity? He certainly wasn't quite like the womanizing Saul, but he was everything that his father Eliwood said about the Caelin knight) or maybe some horseback riding lessons, the young lord wasn't sure) and Aruna. The Hostess probably needed someone with his skill set to serve the women who came to eat delicious baked goods at the Host's sister club.

Blythe won Sain at four thousand and five gold. He was amused that someone would pull a mere five gold increase this late in the bid. Up next was a cat named Sunil. Roy never had the chance to speak with the feline, but he had heard of him. It wasn't that often you hear of a Laguz joining an organization outside of the Laguz Army, and the cat ended up joining the Watch of all things. He must have had his reasons. The young lord felt that the cat was someone the fates wouldn't allow him to meet, so there was nothing he could do but watch as his dear friend Tiki almost won Sunil only to be demolished by another cat. Annis and Isadora did side with the dragon, but their efforts weren't enough to stop the hooded figure as she won her prize at a whopping five thousand gold. Roy was concerned about Tiki, but she seemed to have cheered up when Annis and Isadora befriended her.

Abel was up next, and Clara and Annis bid like crazy for him (though he assumed the latter was doing it to keep things interesting and see just how far she would go). Abel sold for a sum that certainly shocked a number of people, Hosts and audience alike.

Ephraim replaced the green-clad Hero, and the young lord couldn't help but smirk. He was right not to offer himself up onto the chopping block, as a number of Magvelians tried to win the Renais King only to be outbid by Victoria the Bishop. And now...

General of Caelin, Wallace the Stonewall, whom Roy was familiar with. Both his father and Marcus spoke highly of him when they told him stories of their quest to find his grandfather and saving Elibe from dragons. And yet, it was ironic that the man who tried to release dragons into the world would become his grandfather on his mother's side, and the great dragon they fought was actually his Uncle-in-Law (and the very same person currently auctioning off the bachelors).

Roy turned his head to look at Vaida, who had... accidentally bid for Wallace. Huh... well, even if she and Wallace were rivals, the bid was much too low. He also had some use for Wallace, as the general was a weapons expert. Who better to learn how to master the art of axe-wielding than someone like him? If Lord Hector was around, he would have been just as good of a choice, but as he hadn't heard anything about a blue-haired axe-wielding lord from Elibe, the bald boulder would do. Well, either train him a little or maybe share some stories about the war from his father's era. Both options seemed satisfactory enough for him.

"Five hundred gold for Wallace." Roy called out.

If no one was going to claim him, might as well, right?