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 Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 8:52 pm
{{ Am I allowed to post yet? sweatdrop }}
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 6:55 am
☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆  A'teris Kaʆdur'Ahma☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆
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A'teris felt nervous, an emotion she didn't think she was capable of, and she was taken aback by his request. "A'teris Kaldur'Ahma" she answered him with a subtle smile as he introduced himself to her as Vi Tsu'vell. Had she heard that name before? He was speaking compliments to her nonstop and she could not fathom why he'd waste time on her. Vi certainly proved to be an unrepentant flirt."Kissing the hand of a servant woman? How daring of you..Vi" she told him with an pleasurably entertained glint in her eyes. He must be brave because nobles gracing servants was just not done. "It will be my pleasure to serve you" she said, dropping her own provocative hints within her sentence.
((Out.Of.Cereal: ))
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 10:02 am
 Victor Balston “Oh, I’m sure that can be arrange sir…if Master Logan doesn’t mind a few more minutes of his time while I get all the other guests settle that is?” He glanced at Logan with a question look to see how he would respond. He didn’t want to force him to do anything he didn’t want to do because he was merely a servant. Waiting for the Master to make his decision he noticed the devious smile of A’teris and couldn’t help but hide a sly smirk on his face. He knew very well not to mess with a femme fatale, even if he was a hundred year old vampire he wasn’t stupid to challenge her and blow his cover. Seeing one of the guests approach the young dark elf, no surprise it was Vi Tsu’vell the flirt making the advances but Victor had to admit he was brave for doing so. Hearing his name he looked over at Vi and couldn’t help but laugh at his comment but when Logan spoke he kept the smile on his face but his smirk showed” Yes, A’teris would of done a more elegant welcome than I would of ever done.”He said with such sarcasm hidden in his voice. As he watched Vi flirt he try using this situation to get him quickly out of the house so he could go on his nightly walk, being hungry wasn’t what he wanted to end up being while showing the guest to their quarters. He would hate to make a meal out of one of them and be scowl for it later. Location: Damon Manor OOC:
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 12:24 pm
Vi(ara) Tsu'vell ~~~~ Noble Ambassador
"The shadows are not an enemy to be feared....
Vi chuckled a bit when he heard her full name. "such a beautiful name is like a poem to these ears my sweet" he cooed. He of course knew all the right words to say to woo the ladies, however with this woman they weren''t as shallow as they usually were. It was safe to say this woman legitimate intrigued him. After he kissed her hand he stared into her eyes with his own scarlet orbs. Meeting her look of amusement with one of desire, though he made sure to keep his face turned towards hers so she alone would notice it. "believe me my sweet, I see no servant here, merely a captive princess. For the blood that flows through you makes you on par with any lesser prince" he whispered, making sure that no one else heard since he basically just said they where all lower than a servant simply because they where not dark elves, even Logan who to Vi's knowledge was merely a human. He was quick to pick up on the hints carried in her voice and smiled deviously. "well then, would you be so kind as to show me to my quarters? Ms. Ahma?" he asked, taking her hand and motioning for her to lead on, completely forgetting about the others and Victor who was supposed to lead them to their rooms.
....they are like a lover to be intimately entangled in."
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 2:25 pm
 | - Logan Victor Damon - |________ Location: ● Damon ManorIt didn't take Logan much time to make his decision. He didn't think Victor was capable of even attempting to force him do to anything without an ulterior motive; and Logan didn't detect the slightest hint in his voice to prove it.
"That is certainly agreeable." He said. Logan spread his arms as he addressed the new guest. "It would be pleasure to converse with a guest. Why don't be proceed to the Study for a more private conversation?" He smiled patronizingly at Maríen. Turning he called Azubuike to attention with a snap of his fingers. "Azubuike, go to the kitchen and tell the chef's to prepare dinner for our weary guests." Logan commanded, leading the way to the main hall to get to the Study.
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Posted: Sun Apr 28, 2013 4:31 pm
☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆ A'teris Kaʆdur'Ahma ☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆
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It was her turn to laugh as he spoke cleverly of the others in the room. "Certainly" She smiled as he took her hands into his and began walking up the stairs with him at her side. Unfortunately, from the corner of her eye she witnessed a girl sprinting up the staircase with a frown on her small, pink lips. The child wore a plain black dress with her pure white hair in a long braid that swept across the floor. A'teris ignored her and, this time, she disappeared quite quickly much to her relief. One would find it strange to see their missing children running around the mansion, but not A'teris. She took it as a sort of punishment delivered from the gods that she may or may not deserve.
"Ahem. The rest of you are welcomed to follow if you'd like to become accustomed with your chambers before dinner" she told the rest of the guests and continued their trek up the stairs. They reached the second floor and she led Vi towards a bedroom prepared by some other servant. It was the ideal size and the color of the room was dark, surrounding her with comfort and warmth. The dark was always more beautiful than the light in A'teris's perspective, but there were still lit candles hanging on the walls. There was a bed fit for a king, as were many of the beds in the mansion, adorned in silk sheets and embroidered pillows. A wardrobe stood to the side filled with clothes for the seasons to come and pass. A desk was placed across the room, directly in front of the curtained covered windows so you could not open it unless you wanted to fall to your death that is. "Here is your chamber Vi. I hope it is too your liking" she said while sitting on the bed. A'teris crossed her long legs and adjusted her stockings.
((Out.Of.Cereal: ))
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 12:52 pm
Vi(ara) Tsu'vell ~~~~ Noble Ambassador
"The shadows are not an enemy to be feared....
Vi was glad she found amusement in his little "joke", and simply gave her a sly wink in response. He followed her up the stairs hand in hand, feeling much better about this little trip all of a sudden, not noticing her glance off to the side at her phantoms of the past. Vi couldn't help but chuckle as A'teris got the attention of the others and offered to lead them to their rooms as well, an attempt at keeping up some semblance of professionalism, though he doubted even the thickest of those amongst them would be convinced at this point.
When they reached the room a smirk came to Vi's face, glancing over the large, lavishly decorated room. The dark coloring made it feel cozy and familiar, a nice touch he had to admit. "hmmm its almost as if the room was made for me, I couldn't be more satisfied" he told her peepily as he looked over the room. However when he turned to see her sitting invitingly on his bed his smile widened mischievously. "well...perhaps I spoke a bit to soon...I do believe I can be more satisfied" he said with a sly grin, snapping his fingers causing the candles to all blow out at once, though being a dark elf his vision wasn't affected in the slightest, if anything it got better, allowing him to see her without the glare of the fire light. He sat down on the bed besides her and slowly slid his hand over hers. "now I wonder what business a self proclaimed "servant woman" could have sitting on my bed...." he cooed softly. "you should explain yourself my sweet little nightshade, or I may have to report you to your master" he teased.
....they are like a lover to be intimately entangled in."
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 5:53 pm
✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥ 『〝★ 卐 々 卐 ★〞』 Maríen Attáno 『〝★ 卐 々 卐 ★〞』 〈〈〈 ► The Strategist's Apostle ◄ 〉〉〉  While waiting for a response from the butler, Maríen unconsciously listens to another Dark Elf expressing his noble-like joy in meeting another of his kind. In the midst of it all, the butler's words cause Maríen to look in the direction himself looks in, at a man with shiny gray white hair; whom Maríen assumes to be the head of the house, Logan. "Fine for me." he replies simply as he adjusts the bag over his shoulder, following the man, who could possibly answer his questions, down a hallway. "Quite the establishment you have here. I'm surprised there are other guests, especially since you've got a wolf problem in the woods." Maríen states as he follows beside Logan. "Some sort of party happening here?"
While the two of them make their way to the Study, Maríen keeps in mind of the distance between the windows and the property wall. With his head pointed towards the windows, he looks about the property and sees the stables, thinking he could possibly hide there as well. Climbing to the roof of the house is another possibility. While thinking about various escape routes, Maríen raises his left hand, the hand with the symbol, and scratches the back of it with his right hand, getting rid of a slight itch before it manifested itself. ✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥✣✤✥
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Posted: Wed May 01, 2013 9:48 am
 (sorry for the short post, writers block. I'll do better next time.) Azubuike Villem Urien |_______________________ Azubuike opened the old Manor doors with a smile to show his respect. after closing the doors after all the guests entered he stood there to the right of the doors keeping a big smile. As Master Logan started listing off the boundaries Azubuike knew at that moment everything was soon to be underway. This pleased him greatly. He began giving quick glances to each of the guests to keep himself not bored.
"It would be my pleasure, Sir." Azubuike replied with a nod. He then left to the kitchen. "Master Logan has requested food to be made for his guests." he said.
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Posted: Fri May 03, 2013 3:44 pm
 ◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆ ƦƱSЄƓΛ ƁΛƦЄƬƠ ◆◆◆◆◆◆◆◆ ♊ ƦЄҲ ♊ Rex sighed as he approached the designated meeting spot for the carriage. He was late. And he knew it. The sun wasn't in the right spot. He adjusted the knife in his belt and looked around. I wonder if the carriage is going to come back... Or should I find my own way..? He rubbed the back of his head, scratching particular spot. He shuffled his feet restlessly. He couldn't just stand there. The man sighed and sniffed. All kinds of scents rushed into his nose. Many different people.. Horses.. Animals in the nearby forest... Then a scent hit him that alerted him. Blood. There was blood in the air.
He decided there was no waiting. Rex couldn't ignore blood. It wasn't in his nature. He followed the smell through the trees, keeping a quick pace. It took him a few minutes, but then he came across the source. Wolves. Three of them. Dead. Rex hesitated. This struck home for him. He knew with all his logic that they probably instigated the altercation, and the one who faced them was certainly strong. But they were his brothers. He'd grown up with the value that animals should only be killed for food. And despite this being self-defense, it still hurt his soul. After all, he was a wolf at heart. With a heavy sigh, he gazed upon the bodies for another moment, then moved on. There was nothing he could do for them, except pray for their next life.
Rex continued to walk until he came across a large manor. The smell around the place was very faintly familiar to the letter posted in the town. He approached cautiously, observing his surroundings. Finally, he reached the main doors. He hesitated, turning to look back at the trees. This was his last chance to back out. But he didn't have much to lose. He needed to explore a new place. He balled his fist and knocked a few times. He waited for a response, hoping he'd still be allowed in.
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Posted: Tue May 07, 2013 9:10 pm
| - Logan Victor Damon - |________ Location: ● Damon ManorLogan pondered the identity of this stranger all the way to the Study. There were doubts about the mans identity in Logan's mind, suspicions distant, but he couldn't be sure. The only reason he thought these suspicions was because of the coincidence of his arrival.
"Yes, it is a party of some significance." Logan replied, thoughts forgotten in the excitement of meeting Him. "As for the wolves, I do apologize for any insignificance or damage they have caused. I never dealt with them because they never bothered me or the household." Said Logan evenly.
((I'll post Vilith tomorrow. I can't right now.))
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