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[WhiteLily]

*Sierra curtsied and addressed herself* I am Sierra Belle of the Jolstier People. I acompany Zhashban in place of my lady Kelliana Rose of the Rose Clan.

 

[sampson x]

((Okay, I won't kill him. But it's time to bring back Kra-Akken))
Retta darted his eyes from side to side as he tried to think of an excuse when suddenly it hit him. Throwing his hands up, Retta confessed, "You're right. I do know you quite well. I have studied your ways and sought to destroy you...but now I realize that you are much stronger than I thought. Please forgive me. And you must, for I do speak the truth that a grave danger lies along your road, and I know how you may easily escape this danger to your people. A great man, named Atlas, and his companion, a formidible Elf of Dis, are coming to take your head for the very king you threaten. No matter how great you and your people are now, they will not stand to the terrible trajedy that will soon befall you if you do not at least listen to my proposal. If you do not like it, you may dispose of me and face your doom." Retta did not have to put on any false airs or create any fantasies as he spoke. He told the truth. Now he held the one thing that might save his own life, and perhaps the Barbarian's. If it did mean Nicholai's survival, so be it. He could be dealt with later. Retta's only goal was to stay alive and deliver the man to Exeter.
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((Okay, sorry, Drama, but I'm not sure how Alecia would respond to Kelliana's name. By the way the thread started, Alecia would have known Kelli's name, right?))

 

[Shadowseldil]

(((I'll post here, but I really need to rewrite my post for Fall of Darkness. I hate losing posts. They're never as good as the first time. Once again, I'm not certain what to do, but I'll wing it.)))

The ship had travelled through the night, because of the tide and the current running off shore they had almost reached the end of the provinces. Soon they would be in Iraseil, there they would join with traders as they travelled north hopefully this barbarian would still be there. But he doubted it. Atlas sighed, as he looked out to sea; this was not the goal he had fought for. Perhaps it was still in sight?

Daethalion was sitting calmly on deck, wiping the dark makeup from his skin, returning to his natural pallor. It was good to be himself again, no longer in hiding. He was never one to hide behind mask or makeup, but at times it was necessary. It had been on Avalon, but in Iraseil, while it was yet to be seen, he did not need it on the ship.
As he cleansed his mind with each stroke of the sponge, Atlas approached him. "Do you have a plan once we reach land?"
Daethalion rang out his sponge into a bowl of seawater. "You know the Dis have quite a network of informants. Our eyes vie on all major happenings of the world. They will know the whereabouts of this barbarian lord. Unless you have another method?"
Daethalion mopped the sponge along his neck, waiting for Atlas's responce.

(((I'm not sure when Drama's going to get on again, but if he's not soon, I'll go on)))

 

[dramaking]

((I am only online on weekends and when I can convince my mother. Please just run with it, though keep in mind that the "quest" for the barbarian has already failed and the elves of Dis have a large price on your head))

"I have many plans, Daethalion of the Crimson Night. However each of mine has my distinct signature and so is easily traced by those who know me.
Whether you realize it or not we have stronger and more cunning enemies than a barbarian.
Your choice will suffice until we reach a less observable position."

 

[sampson x]

*Sierra curtsied and addressed herself* I am Sierra Belle of the Jolstier People. I acompany Zhashban in place of my lady Kelliana Rose of the Rose Clan.

Alecia looked to the floor before raising her glance to meet Sierra's again, "I knew Kelliana once before. And I have heard of you too. You will be a great asset in this...this...quest you two are on."

Zhash ventured a thought, "Where must we begin?"

Surprised but humorous eyes met Zhash's, "Where must you begin? Why, here and now! But for more practical reasons, we must first get you some new clothes. Along the way I will teach you some pointers for politics here in Camador."

Zhash nodded in agreement, "That sounds like a good idea."

As the three left the room and headed for a high end tailor of fine clothing of Camador, Alecia continued, "Here you must speak with the utmost care. One small slip and the politicians will never think of you the same. Always hold yourself erect, and never give direct eye contact with anyone, but always look into the audience. Here's the tricky part, even when you are speaking to just one other, you must follow the same rules. Do not make eye contact, but look at them and give the impression you see their eyes."

Zhash soaked in every word. Now Alecia turned to Sierra, "As you will be with Zhash nearly everywhere he goes, you must take careful heed not to degrade, speak poorly, or insult him in any way. You are already stunning in appearance, but you will need to go beyond even that if you wish to make an impression here. Sadly, for many of the politicians here, the woman supporter makes a greater statement than the speaker himself. You will need to make them understand that you mean business. Understand?"

 

[WhiteLily]

*Sierra set her chin stubbornly and nodded curtly focusing carefully at Alicia's ckeekbones, just below her eyes* I will do my best to uphold the honor that has been bestowed upon me by my people, Lady Rose and my Lords Zhashban and Atlas. *She smiled gently* How'd I do?

 

[sampson x]

Alecia smiled, looking straight into Sierra's eyes, and yet maintaining a constant flux in order to never truly gain Sierra's gaze, "Good start, very good start indeed. But," Alecia now relaxed her eyes and caught Sierra's gaze, "When around less formal company, you must keep eye contact."

It was at this time that they arrived at the tailor's shop. Alecia called for a few of the aids she knew well and ordered them to bring the finest clothes for her guests. She faced her companions again as the aids went off, "You will find the attire here satisfying to your tastes. No one surpasses the Camadorians in the art of fashion and comfort."

The aids returned, each with several changes of clothes in tow. Two of the aids immediately took Sierra by the hand and began leading her off. Alecia nodded in reassurance, "It's all right, go with them."

The other two aids led Zhash away to a fitting room complete with mirrors and lighting. After taking off his outer garments as told, Zhash stood and immediately the aids began taking measurements of all angles and chatting between themselves about the different attributes and qualities Zhash possessed. After this had gone on for several minutes, the aids gave Zhash a set of uncut clothes to put on. This being done, the aids immediately set to work on tailoring the clothing to Zhash's exact needs. The whole time, Zhash felt neither prick nor pin. The icy cold scissors never touched his skin once. All the while the aids continued in their strange, almost musical conversation.

Once the first set was done, Zhash was told to take them off and put on another pair. He did this about five times before the aids were finally satisfied with Zhash's wardrobe.

Zhash was also quite satisfied. The blue and gold outfit he wore fit him perfectly. It was not too snug around the chest nor too loose around the stomach. The pants were not clutching his legs or hanging on them. He felt no scratches or pokes. The seams were perfect and Zhash sometimes wondered if he was not wearing air.

Striding back to where he had left Alecia, Zhash looked over his new set of clothes before heartily nodding his approval to Alecia, "Now I understand why Camador has such strange dress styles. This is amazing."

Alecia only blinked, "It will take a bit longer for Sierra. Women always take longer, and Sierra's beauty requires the best of clothing. You will see."

 

[WhiteLily]

*Sierra went through the same treatment as Zhash, laughing and talking with the aids. Fifteen minutes after Zhash was done Sierra was also finished. She wore a matching outfit to Zhash's. The deep velvet blue gown hung on her perfectly hugging her without confining her. The gold trimmed neckline went off her shoulder and the bell sleeves brushed her knulckles. When the aids let her out of the dressing room they had finished her outfit by twisting her hair into a complicated twist and brushing on a light amount of makeup. She lifted the hem of her gown off the floor and smiled at Alicia and Zhash.* How do I look?

 

[Paladin Dave]

"You're right. I do know you quite well. I have studied your ways and sought to destroy you...but now I realize that you are much stronger than I thought. Please forgive me. And you must, for I do speak the truth that a grave danger lies along your road, and I know how you may easily escape this danger to your people. A great man, named Atlas, and his companion, a formidible Elf of Dis, are coming to take your head for the very king you threaten. No matter how great you and your people are now, they will not stand to the terrible trajedy that will soon befall you if you do not at least listen to my proposal. If you do not like it, you may dispose of me and face your doom."

Nicholai could not help but be deeply insulted by Retta. Just how weak had the man thought him to be?And worst of all, he was being THREATENED! Everyone knew(or ought to have known) that Nicholai Prideslayer was nigh invincible!

"You DARE to come before me with threats, wretch?!" Nicholai demanded. "I am fully capable of defending my people from ANY number of Elves or Men! They are equal in their feebleness, and I have strong allies as well! I threaten no king specifically, but if he aims to threaten me, then I will be FAR more than a threat to him! You are bold to make such spineless claims! So, yes, do explain yourself! NOW!"

 

[sampson x]

*Sierra went through the same treatment as Zhash, laughing and talking with the aids. Fifteen minutes after Zhash was done Sierra was also finished. She wore a matching outfit to Zhash's. The deep velvet blue gown hung on her perfectly hugging her without confining her. The gold trimmed neckline went off her shoulder and the bell sleeves brushed her knulckles. When the aids let her out of the dressing room they had finished her outfit by twisting her hair into a complicated twist and brushing on a light amount of makeup. She lifted the hem of her gown off the floor and smiled at Alicia and Zhash.* How do I look?

Zhash simply stood there for a second, shocked into silence by the staggering beauty of the newly dressed Sierra. Alecia countered his silence by speaking her thoughts, "You like fine enough, my dear. I must say I am rather disappointed in the clothier's job, but it will do."

Zhash couldn't understand how Alecia could dismiss Sierra's striking appearance so easily. Stammering, Zhash finally was able to compliment Sierra, "And..And...And I will be very happy to have you as my consort ((is that the right word?)), Sierra."

Alecia rolled her eyes as the raw but still developing Zhash gaped at what she considered a second class work, "We must be moving along if you wish to make a name of yourselves, though. Come along." Turning sharply, Alecia began striding out of the building. There is still hope for these two. I will need to dress her myself, and he...he will simply need to grow out of his naivity. But, it can be done.

((Okay, Drama, I don't know where to go from here. Or should I just make it easy and start posting that Zhash began to win favor in the court and made his way up, though he also made enemies on the way?))
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Retta at first cringed at Nicholai's outburst, but soon his confidence had been reassured, "And that I will, good sir, that I will. You see, you not only possess a very intimidating air, but you bear an uncanny resembalance," With this Retta began to look over Nicholai's impressive build, "to the depictions of Kra-Akken, the moon god revered by all of Kra-Akken's monks. Now, the monks of Kra-Akken believe it is time for Kra-Akken to descend to earth, and they eagerly await his arrival. They do not know where he will come from however. But here is what I propose. If you announce yourself as the Kra-Akken, I can back you up and soon you will have the allegiance of all the monks. Their only desire is to serve their god, even ready to die for him. With their allegaince, not only would your tribe be safe, but you would soon gain the support of many other tribes and nations who are under the monks' influence. You could be the ruler of an empire within years." Retta met Nicholai's terrible glare with utmost sincerity. Greed and desperation, yes, but utmost sincerity.

 

[dramaking]

((Why do any thing the easy way? If you can stall until Retta goes back to Avalon then fine, Exeter will be sending him to sabatoge any of Zhashban's plans, I can't post tonight, but will tomorrow))

 

[Shadowseldil]

(((Give me until tomorrow to collect my thoughts, then I'll post.)))

 

[WhiteLily]

*Sierra rolled her eyes at Alicia's back and walked next to Zhash.* So picky!

 

[sampson x]

Zhash shrugged, "It is Camador, and we do need to make the greatest impression possible. But, I think you look great. If only Scott could see you now." Zhash suddenly wished he hadn't said that. He didn't want to stir up any sad thoughts in Sierra.

 

[WhiteLily]

*Sierra's smile flickered but she kept it up.* Well, he's not so that's his loss. But you're right, let's make the best impression possible. But I refuse to wear pink!

 

[sampson x]

Zhash's eyes widened as Sierra brushed off Scott as if he didn't matter. But before he could say anything further, Alecia called back, "We're headed for the Forum, where you will meet other hopefuls and make your first impressions. Of all places, this is both the safest and the most dangerous. It is safe becuase your life will not be threatened for your ideas, but it is dangerous because if you mess up here, you'll be out before you've even begun."

Zhash gulped at the completely serious tone in Alecia's voice. He wondered how Atlas had done here, and whether he would be able to do it. Alecia continued, "Now, even here in the lowest of the debate centers you will find friends and enemies. Even I have enemies here. Be careful."

Zhash nodded that he understood. The beating sun had now risen to its fullest height and Zhash was thankful for the new, comfortable clothes that kept him cool in the heat, "I don't suppose we'll be stopping for some food?"

Alecia shook her head, "No time. You will learn to live without a midday meal until midafternoon. During the very worst of the day's heat is when you will be eating. Remember to eat a large breakfast every day."

 

[WhiteLily]

*Sierra nodded, prossessing information as they went back to the Forum. The sun didn't effect her because of the clothes she wore, but her head felt hot. She never did very well in the sun.*

 

[Shadowseldil]

(((Sorry, but I recently took a long trip, and I found out that my thoughts weren't in my luggage, like I expected. So, I need to wait until my thoughts are shipped back to me before I can collect them.)))

 

[dramaking]

((Wonderful but my time is planning on staging a coup. In addition I am having a time trying to get a grip on a pre made game plot. I'll see you in a week gentlemen )

 

[WhiteLily]

ooc: Ahem! Gentlepeople!