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The curtains where going up in Aust, as the Emporer, accompnied by Prince Matthew and his Brother Prince William strode ddown the marble floor. Tonight they would celebrate like few mortals had ever done before. it was the 2000 Anniversary of the formation of Aust, and tonight all Aust would celebrate.

To there right a long row of plates stood, full of the finist delicasys that Aust had to offer, the Emporer reached over and ate one of the boiled potatoes, he smiled and licked his lips, the toungh playing over small filed teeth, "delicious," he said to the chef who stood nervously waiting for the royal verdict, "As usual, carry one." The Chef visably sighed with relef and turned away from the small haunched figure that had so much power.

The Emporer turned away up the stairs and his aides followed him, "And now," The Emporer said in his cold chilling voice, "To get changed for the Ball, the dignatarys should arrive soon and it would be wrong to dissappoint them."

The two men turned away from each other, they each knew that this date had another meaning, it was 3 years to the day that the Emporer's parents had been killed alongside so many of the Royal familly. The Emporer had never been the same since then, he had been 11 at the time and yet had chased down his parents killers with a cold savage anger that brought fear into most hearts.

Somethign had died inside the Emporer that day three years ago, and although he was alive he looked like the walking dead, a pale haunted figure that never smiled. The last time he had smiled was when he personally killed his parents killer, with a red hot poker.

Still, the boy seemed not to accept what had happened, and still he did not mention his parents deaths, he hadn't mentioned it in the last 2 years, and Matt doubted he would ever again. Still he had to hope, hope that one day that his little cousain would become better.

he went to get changed for the ball.

The curtains where going up in Aust, as the Emporer, accompnied by Prince Matthew and his Brother Prince William strode ddown the marble floor. Tonight they would celebrate like few mortals had ever done before. it was the 2000 Anniversary of the formation of Aust, and tonight all Aust would celebrate.

To there right a long row of plates stood, full of the finist delicasys that Aust had to offer, the Emporer reached over and ate one of the boiled potatoes, he smiled and licked his lips, the toungh playing over small filed teeth, "delicious," he said to the chef who stood nervously waiting for the royal verdict, "As usual, carry one." The Chef visably sighed with relef and turned away from the small haunched figure that had so much power.

The Emporer turned away up the stairs and his aides followed him, "And now," The Emporer said in his cold chilling voice, "To get changed for the Ball, the dignatarys should arrive soon and it would be wrong to dissappoint them."

The two men turned away from each other, they each knew that this date had another meaning, it was 3 years to the day that the Emporer's parents had been killed alongside so many of the Royal familly. The Emporer had never been the same since then, he had been 11 at the time and yet had chased down his parents killers with a cold savage anger that brought fear into most hearts.

Somethign had died inside the Emporer that day three years ago, and although he was alive he looked like the walking dead, a pale haunted figure that never smiled. The last time he had smiled was when he personally killed his parents killer, with a red hot poker.

Still, the boy seemed not to accept what had happened, and still he did not mention his parents deaths, he hadn't mentioned it in the last 2 years, and Matt doubted he would ever again. Still he had to hope, hope that one day that his little cousain would become better.

he went to get changed for the ball.

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Reminds me a bit of Love & Duty, Aust. But mind if I send a representative, since your RWC i'll send a nice fun and downright dangerous Mighty talon. Interesting development about your Emperor though :)

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Reminds me a bit of Love & Duty, Aust. But mind if I send a representative, since your RWC i'll send a nice fun and downright dangerous Mighty talon. Interesting development about your Emperor though :)
OOC: There was a thread where the Former Emporer and Empress where assinated, I needed to get rid of the old Kings lenige once and for all, so he went and hunted them down. Can you RP your caricter at the ball, hopfully if other people join it can progress.

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OOC: Err... hope your people are wearing plenty of sunscreen, just remember that our region is... well... melting. ^^;

OOC: I treat that just as a joke, nothing to do with my nation on NS, MihOre, do you want to join in this RP?

Geskel, walked slowly and deliberately towards the entrance to ballroom, eyeing the two guards as he approached, they both appeared to slightly gulp, before informing him the ball would not start for a time. Geskel's one eye narrowed and both guards seemed rather desperate to try and get him to go elsewhere, with their endless drivel of excuses. After a minute or two... he simply snatched back his invitation with a black leather gloved hand and spun on the balls of his heels, back down the entrance hall. The red and black cloak reared up as he did this, revealing the Mighty Talons various weapons, which nobody had yet had the courage to ask him to relieve himself of and the black silks of his dress uniform. Also for a second as Geskel spun, the two guards saw the large Wolf canine that acted as the symbol of Talon on a silver chain around his neck.

Geskel made his way towards the gardens, he needed to walk. He didn't mind this nation of Aust, in fact he rather liked it's rather bemusing people and the systems of governance to the populance were similar to the Guilds. He had been attached to Aust for some time as the Guild's representive there, since they were a friend to the Guilds and it's ideals. But, he did find the guards in this palace slightly trying and annoying, but then again he reflected what was to be expected of them. After all they had no higher calling than guarding that boy Emperor's life, where as he, the Talon, The Claw and most of the high ranking Guilders had the Lords of Night & Shadow, known as Kellevend and Cortillon, those were the true masters of the Guilds and Lord Stra'coth is their champion. His booted feet despite their weight were light on the path ahead of him as he continued his walk.

Prince William saw Geskel walk away, towards the gardens, he followed, watching as the man examened the plants from the heated viewing comparcments of the lower palace. He went and stood next to the man.

"It is a great pity, He said the warm words cutting the frosty air, "That it is winter here, for in the sumer it is a great delight to vist our gardens. However now only the hardiest soul would dream of visting them, as the tempriture outside is -12 degrees C on the ground, and lower up here on the 18 floor."

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OOC: It's nice to have a peaceful, character RP for once.

Due to political problems at home, Zarbia will unfortunately not be sending representatives to this event, though we congratulate Aust on this important anniversary.

The Emperor cannot attend the ball, but the Empire will send a close relative of him. Lord Morokang is on his way to Aust right now. With him comes his guard and advisor. We hope you do not mind the lord to carry a sword and bring along a servant who also carries a sword.

Moleland also wishes to wish His Highness the best. King mole wishes to Attend in person! However, it may eb inconvient to have a large space fleet orbit you Aust, so if this is we request troops to be stationed around the ball. The King also wishes armed bodyguards near him, roughly 10. Is this ok?

Prince William saw Geskel walk away, towards the gardens, he followed, watching as the man examened the plants from the heated viewing comparcments of the lower palace. He went and stood next to the man.

"It is a great pity, He said the warm words cutting the frosty air, "That it is winter here, for in the sumer it is a great delight to vist our gardens. However now only the hardiest soul would dream of visting them, as the tempriture outside is -12 degrees C on the ground, and lower up here on the 18 floor."

Geskel grinned at the Prince revealing filed sharp teeth 'With all due respect, your highness. In my homeland the temperature above land is usually at that kind of level, so we in the Talon who usually operate on the surface are used to it. It would be no serious burden... but I fear I have grown used to the comforts afforded to me most generously by yourselves. But yes, your statement is valid, your gardens are indeed very beautiful better than those we have made articifically in the gardens of the Palace of the Guildlords..."

Geskel's eye narrowed momentarily and then spoke again...

"Your an unusual man, your highness. You know most people in your nation who know of me, are too frightened of me to talk so casually, although you know I have no intention on your life, your being so free is still rather unusual if somewhat comforting."

Geskel grinned at the Prince revealing filed sharp teeth 'With all due respect, your highness. In my homeland the temperature above land is usually at that kind of level, so we in the Talon who usually operate on the surface are used to it. It would be no serious burden... but I fear I have grown used to the comforts afforded to me most generously by yourselves. But yes, your statement is valid, your gardens are indeed very beautiful better than those we have made articifically in the gardens of the Palace of the Guildlords..."

Geskel's eye narrowed momentarily and then spoke again...

"Your an unusual man, your highness. You know most people in your nation who know of me, are too frightened of me to talk so casually, although you know I have no intention on your life, your being so free is still rather unusual if somewhat comforting."

The Prince smilled, "I faced the jaws of hell once to often to afraid of a little thing like death, though my young age. I was the commander of the attack on the last strong hold of the kings, along with the Emporer himself, I faced the Arch-Freind and helped to cut him down."

"I have seen worse than you, no offence meant, my Lord, I also know that I could maybe match you man for man though currently I could not." The far away gaze in his eye vanished,

"However I am no longer the man I was, I saw my parents killed just like my Brother, I was so dull of rightous fury then I would have taken on anything. And I did but still... But now is not the time for such things it is a time for feasting and other such things. Have you met my Lord the Emporer? I don't balive you have, as far as I rember you have only had meetings with the foregn minister."


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To: Moleland
From: Aust

Your request is accepted, there are of course already guards, but your own forces would be welcome.

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To: Vollmeria
From: Aust

His highness looks forward to meeting your Lord, indeed a motercarde is waiting for his arrivel.

The Prince smilled, "I faced the jaws of hell once to often to afraid of a little thing like death, though my young age. I was the commander of the attack on the last strong hold of the kings, along with the Emporer himself, I faced the Arch-Freind and helped to cut him down."

"I have seen worse than you, no offence meant, my Lord, I also know that I could maybe match you man for man though currently I could not." The far away gaze in his eye vanished,

"However I am no longer the man I was, I saw my parents killed just like my Brother, I was so dull of rightous fury then I would have taken on anything. And I did but still... But now is not the time for such things it is a time for feasting and other such things. Have you met my Lord the Emporer? I don't balive you have, as far as I rember you have only had meetings with the foregn minister."


Geskel grinned again "We shall see about prowess in combat, your highness, you nor your kin have never faced Talon or Claw before, but I am willing to accept you maybe be my equal in combat, since your face betrays plenty of experience in the inflicition of death, but not in the art of killing. There is quite a difference in my experience, so I would be willing to spar with you at another time... the skills of the Talon versus those of the Imperial family... interesting"

He paused a little to gauge the reaction before carrying on...

"In answer to your other question, I haven't met the Emperor no... I look forward to doing so soon, he is a warrior of some repute, even amongst the twin brotherhoods of the Claw and the Talon. The Talon is what my parents never were, I was given to them at birth to become a Govenor of Death in the traditions of the brotherhood. I am currently one of Master Baudin's seconds, which is why I was given such an assignment, Aust's friendship is a Guild priority and I was tasked with keeping it this way by any and all means nessacary."

Geskel turn his head to gauge the young man, flicking his long white hair back in the process.

Geskel grinned again "We shall see about prowess in combat, your highness, you nor your kin have never faced Talon or Claw before, but I am willing to accept you maybe be my equal in combat, since your face betrays plenty of experience in the inflicition of death, but not in the art of killing. There is quite a difference in my experience, so I would be willing to spar with you at another time... the skills of the Talon versus those of the Imperial family... interesting"

He paused a little to gauge the reaction before carrying on...

"In answer to your other question, I haven't met the Emperor no... I look forward to doing so soon, he is a warrior of some repute, even amongst the twin brotherhoods of the Claw and the Talon. The Talon is what my parents never were, I was given to them at birth to become a Govenor of Death in the traditions of the brotherhood. I am currently one of Master Baudin's seconds, which is why I was given such an assignment, Aust's friendship is a Guild priority and I was tasked with keeping it this way by any and all means nessacary."

Geskel turn his head to gauge the young man, flicking his long white hair back in the process.
The Prince nodded, "I understand what you mean, it would be interesting, but no, this is not the time."

"is the Talon your goverment? I balive I heard it was but being Royal Minister for Foregin affairs means that I see many reports about many nations, and maybe I am confused. The Guild is indeed said to be a place of wonders by our diplomat there, and I am sure it must be so, as I trust the man utterly, and his testermony is the same as your, Aust hawever is also such a place. Both outr nations are places of wonder." He looked up and returned the gaze, "It is in our best interests that the freindship survives and prospers, as any break in it would speel economic collapse."

"Now let us procced to the hall, i understand you did not enterbefore due to the guards, however let me assure you they shall not be a problem.

OOC: Please don't start the party without me. My character is likely to turn up late, due to my real life preoccupations with exams.

OOC: Please don't start the party without me. My character is likely to turn up late, due to my real life preoccupations with exams.
OOC: Don't worry, we all have to do them.

The party's going to be going a long time, enter whenever you want, after all it's a ball, you cna arrive late or early, so far only one guest and a few Austian lords and ladys have arrived, I'd say it's about 6-7 O'Clock.

OOC: What ethnicity are the Austians? Sino's as Chinese you can get.

OOC: What ethnicity are the Austians? Sino's as Chinese you can get.
OOC: Indian, with some Italian, but due to 1,500 years of inbreeding they are ppritty much completly Indian, some Japanise and Italians have arrive (Most notebly Italians, who now make up 1/5 of the population and 2/5s in most towns and Citys, But a vast majority of Austians, are 100% of Indian origian.

Finally Lord Morokangs plane landed in Aust, the jet taxied to a hangar at the airport where the Lord got out together with his assistant. Morokang stood up and looked around while he felt the cold weather outside "It sure is cold here, not what we are used to, mylord" Naraktir, the Lords guard said. But Morokang did not answer , instead he took his sword in his hand and wlked to the limousine awaiting him. Naraktir hurried and opened the door for his lord, he got in behind his master and closed the door. The motorcade brought them to the Imperial palace.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at palace, Naraktir got out and helped his Lord, who then walked upto the door. His assistant again hurried to be at that door before his master and opened it for him. Morokang now looked at the interior of the palace and turned to hid assistent "Where are we to go now?"
Naraktir took out a paper and checked it .... twice "over there, where the guards are Mylord"
Morokang pulled his black cloak straigth, revealing his black sword on his chest, making sure everyone could see it. He then headed for the guarded doors imediatly followed by his loyal servant who held his sword with his left hand.

The Prince nodded, "I understand what you mean, it would be interesting, but no, this is not the time."

"is the Talon your goverment? I balive I heard it was but being Royal Minister for Foregin affairs means that I see many reports about many nations, and maybe I am confused. The Guild is indeed said to be a place of wonders by our diplomat there, and I am sure it must be so, as I trust the man utterly, and his testermony is the same as your, Aust hawever is also such a place. Both outr nations are places of wonder." He looked up and returned the gaze, "It is in our best interests that the freindship survives and prospers, as any break in it would speel economic collapse."

"Now let us procced to the hall, i understand you did not enterbefore due to the guards, however let me assure you they shall not be a problem.

Geskel chuckled and while walking back explained, "No highness, the Talon is the external arm of the Guilds, it would be equivilant of your External Secret Service, we do the external dog work for the Guilds and the Legions deal with anything more serious".

Geskel then continued his walk with the Prince back to the ball room.

OOC: Ok, thanks.

IC: The Super cruser Mole was orbiting the area over Aust. Security was tight around the celebrations. But not as tight as his highness would like.

His private shuttle was lauched, escorted to planets surface by a squadron of mega fighters, following closely were the troop transports. The headed for the Airfield. The shuttle landed in a reserved area. The mega fighters contiued to patrol for enemy fighters, and flew over the ball area with a loud roar.

King mole stepped out of the shuttle. He was an old mole, 173 years old. His fur was gray, he walked with a limp, his face was tired... However, his eyes flicked back and forth. His mind, the mind that saved the monarchy in Moleland, was still as activive as ever.

He took a deep breath of the cold night air. His body guards, dressed in their red uniforms. The troops had know left there transports. King Moles APC was drivenn up along side the shuttle. King Mole, with a struggle, entered the APC, followed by his four bodyguards.

Most of the troops ahd taken up their positions in their tanks etc. 4 'Fromidible' (light armour) class tanks, pulled up along side the APC. They escorted the APC to the ball. His majesty hoped he would not be late. They would arrive in roughly 5 minutes...

Geskel chuckled and while walking back explained, "No highness, the Talon is the external arm of the Guilds, it would be equivilant of your External Secret Service, we do the external dog work for the Guilds and the Legions deal with anything more serious".

Geskel then continued his walk with the Prince back to the ball room.
"ah, I understand no, like our own ASS and ASSF, in our sort of country we need that sort of security, though since the last of the Kings died we do not need it so much."

"It seems that every day a new plot emerges and must be smashed.... Ah, here we are." They had reached the door to the Ballroom and a guard snapped to attention, "You may enter, my Prince, however I am afraid tha your companion must remove his weapons or sty behind."

The Prince gazed angryly at the guard, a ASS sargent, "He may pass through, Sargent,"

"But the Imperial degree, sire."

"Damm the Imperial degree! This man is a ally and a freind of mine and he is not to be subjected like this." William shouted angrly.

"Yes, Sire." The man raised his gun and stood aside to let the men through. A speaker hustled up to ask there names and Willaim told him, "Prince William of Aust, and Geskel of the Guilds." The speaker nodded and turned to annoynce them.
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The Emporer was talking with his some courtiers as he heard the annoyncement by the speaker of Lord Morokangs arrival, the Emporer immdietly detatched imself from the group and made towards the doorway, though by a strange course that made it look as though he was mearly making his way as usual, and would just 'happen' to bump into the Lord.

As soon as the speaker had announced Prince William and Geskel and they both had walked on he announced the trio of visitors.

Vespasius Rift, Lord and Emperor of the Dumpsterdanian Empire and Councillors Alfarius Damocales and Erik Solar of the Imperial Council.

Vespasius entered the room through the massive doors as no guard had dared stand in his way, behind him where Erik and Alfarius; both dressed in blue power armour and still carrying weapons since no-one had told them otherwise. Vespasius took a good look around the room and nodded in approval. "Well brothers, I think this will be an excellent place to relax a bit and maybe we can spar a bit in the garden once we are done devouring all the food and drinks." Vespasius smiled to his two battle-brethren and they both laughed as they shook their heads, Erik spotted Prince William and quickly made off with a glass of wine into his direction. Alfarius and Vespasius took place near two large pillars as they talked about a few things currently going on, both managing to sip up a glass of champagne without crushing it.

The Premier of the Voltarum passes on his regards and congratulations to Aust on this special occasion. He regrets he cannot leave the country at this moment, but wishes to send the honorable Madam Ambassador Lieta Waterhouse to attend the ceremony. Let us know if this is acceptable. She would be accompanied by 2 guards.

With Respect,
Chancellor Avlos Selkirk,
Minister of the High Order,
The Voltarum, Antarctica

"ah, I understand no, like our own ASS and ASSF, in our sort of country we need that sort of security, though since the last of the Kings died we do not need it so much."

"It seems that every day a new plot emerges and must be smashed.... Ah, here we are." They had reached the door to the Ballroom and a guard snapped to attention, "You may enter, my Prince, however I am afraid tha your companion must remove his weapons or sty behind."

The Prince gazed angryly at the guard, a ASS sargent, "He may pass through, Sargent,"

"But the Imperial degree, sire."

"Damm the Imperial degree! This man is a ally and a freind of mine and he is not to be subjected like this." William shouted angrly.

"Yes, Sire." The man raised his gun and stood aside to let the men through. A speaker hustled up to ask there names and Willaim told him, "Prince William of Aust, and Geskel of the Guilds." The speaker nodded and turned to annoynce them.
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The Emporer was talking with his some courtiers as he heard the annoyncement by the speaker of Lord Morokangs arrival, the Emporer immdietly detatched imself from the group and made towards the doorway, though by a strange course that made it look as though he was mearly making his way as usual, and would just 'happen' to bump into the Lord.

As Geskel walked through the large doors, he shot the guard an evil grin... the man cringed... "Thank you, your Highness, without my instruments i wouldn't really feel whole... besides think of my presence as extra security" he grinned again.

"Oh, and this by all accounts looks like the Emperor, not quite how i expected him, I must say but there will be stranger things at this ball no doubt... I hear from the Talon that King Mole will be here in person... now seeing a walking/talking oversized rather old mole... will be fascinating I must say..." he said whilst continuing his grin, which made him look like the vision of hell with the large scar, where his eye should have been.

Geskel touched his ear, a little bell toll could be heard within and he spoke a few words of a long forgotten dialect of Vrari into it. He turned back to the Prince and said "Well... i didn't want to be all alone so I invited one of my Talon along, to be my partner for the night... but she won't be carrying any instruments...unlike me" he grinned and waited for her to come in, whilst eyeing the Emperor making a rather odd path in their general direction...

OOC: Is it too late for a Drum Gods minister to go?

OOC: Is it too late for a Drum Gods minister to go?

OoC: Where just starting the party so hop in.

As Geskel walked through the large doors, he shot the guard an evil grin... the man cringed... "Thank you, your Highness, without my instruments i wouldn't really feel whole... besides think of my presence as extra security" he grinned again.

"Oh, and this by all accounts looks like the Emperor, not quite how i expected him, I must say but there will be stranger things at this ball no doubt... I hear from the Talon that King Mole will be here in person... now seeing a walking/talking oversized rather old mole... will be fascinating I must say..." he said whilst continuing his grin, which made him look like the vision of hell with the large scar, where his eye should have been.

Geskel touched his ear, a little bell toll could be heard within and he spoke a few words of a long forgotten dialect of Vrari into it. He turned back to the Prince and said "Well... i didn't want to be all alone so I invited one of my Talon along, to be my partner for the night... but she won't be carrying any instruments...unlike me" he grinned and waited for her to come in, whilst eyeing the Emperor making a rather odd path in their general direction...
OOC: You weren't supposed to notice that!

Drum Gods, it's fine.

IC: William nodded, "yes, it will be interesting to meet him, King Mole I mean. Who is your partner?"

He listened to the names being called and heard Eriks, "It appears that Lord Rift has arrived, to, in person. And Erik, of course, it should be interesting to see him again."

OOC: You weren't supposed to notice that!

Drum Gods, it's fine.

IC: William nodded, "yes, it will be interesting to meet him, King Mole I mean. Who is your partner?"

He listened to the names being called and heard Eriks, "It appears that Lord Rift has arrived, to, in person. And Erik, of course, it should be interesting to see him again."

OOC: the blokes an 'assasin' so he's going to notice :) but if you don't want me noticing say will you :)

IC:

Geskel replied to the question quickly "Morgana, my 'personal' student"... he grinned and saw some rather large men in a blue form of armour.... "Bizarre ideas some nations have of the sanctity of life", he thought to himself and then mentally shrugged, excused himself from the Prince to go to see if he could find himself a bite to eat, before things got too crowded.

He half turned when Morgana entered through the tall doors, her black hair in a single large tied tail at her back, she walked in her red velvet dress fluttering til she spied him, with those intense eyes and started to make a beeline for him, past those large men in the funny blue armour.

Up to this point the announcer hadn't been able to figure who this woman was, til he noticed a little announcment card, which had appeared somehow on his right arm. He picked it up, shrugged and announced : "Morgana Drake, companion to Geskel of the Talon, Representatives of the Merchant Guilds"...

Rift noticed the Guild representative looking at him for a split second, he nudged Alfarius. "Looks like the Talon finds us a funny bunch, heh, like so many other people until they realise I can blow them all to hell." He drank up his wine, which was now in the biggest glass the servants had managed to find. Alfarius sat down on large sofa. "Well, I guess we are a funny bunch for this era aren't we not?" He smiled as he too finished up his wine. "Too bad we can never go home again." Vespasius sat down next to him and placed his arm around him. "I know brother, but we took the people we cared about with us didn't we? Channel, Sheeara and the 3rd company." Alfarius nodded. "Yes brother, I know. But this entire thing is making me sad so lets change subject, how about that war with Rotovia?" Vespasius laughed. "You pick the worst of subjects to talk about you know that?"

OOC: the blokes an 'assasin' so he's going to notice :) but if you don't want me noticing say will you :)

IC:

Geskel replied to the question quickly "Morgana, my 'personal' student"... he grinned and saw some rather large men in a blue form of armour.... "Bizarre ideas some nations have of the sanctity of life", he thought to himself and then mentally shrugged, excused himself from the Prince to go to see if he could find himself a bite to eat, before things got too crowded.

He half turned when Morgana entered through the tall doors, her black hair in a single large tied tail at her back, she walked in her red velvet dress fluttering til she spied him, with those intense eyes and started to make a beeline for him, past those large men in the funny blue armour.

Up to this point the announcer hadn't been able to figure who this woman was, til he noticed a little announcment card, which had appeared somehow on his right arm. He picked it up, shrugged and announced : "Morgana Drake, companion to Geskel of the Talon, Representatives of the Merchant Guilds"...
The Prince moved over to greet Erik, he smiled at the 7 foot tall man, "Ah, Erik, glad you could make it, more wine. Do you know what happened to those two agents eventually, after the last ball I mean?"

Morgana found Geskel looking a slight bit bemused at the refreshments table eyeing a serving girl, who was obviously trying to look composed but failing badly...

She walked up behind him and promptly slapped him hard on the back of the head, causing him to lose control of the glass of wine he had just paused and caused the rose liquid to fly onto the poor serving girl, who promptly excused herself in a semi-thankful manner to get herself fresh linen.

'Your probably three times her age, Geskel and you know it... really, your such an old pervert...' Morgana stated rather matter-of-factly...

Geskel grinned 'But then you like me, and I AM three times your age'

Morgana's face cracked into a grin 'Yes, but being good in the pillowing department means a lot more to me than your average lady. Besides, you make me laugh with your moronic behaviour, behind which lies the visage of the cold hearted killer'

Geskels face went into a wider grin at that and refilled his glass and another for Morgana "I am to spar with his highness" a gloved hand pointed at the Prince, "he is a child but there is something about him, that makes me uneasy... and you know I haven't been uneasy since Lindisfarne Pass with Lord Stra'coth, Baudin, Sorry, Cutter and that bastard Kalam..."

"I know, my love" Morgana cut in... stopping one of Geskels reflective rants...

"Are you not going to introduce me, then? How rude of you..." she continuted

Geskel sighed... "Oh alright dear, come this way"... he led her towards the Prince and men in the Blue Armour...