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The Celebrations Begin
« Thread Started on Jun 21, 2007, 4:28pm »

I had been busy all morning. From the break of dawn I had been up, getting myself ready for the final planning for the great flower festival.

For many hours I had been in the forest gathering wood for the fire, I was on my way back to the grassland where the flower festival was being held, when through a open space I could see the top of the great marquee.

The reverberation of musical instruments was a hospitable sound.It was then I realised the head table had not been assembled ready for the arrival of guests. The Toraer would be infuriated at me for leaving such a significant assignment to the eleventh-hour. As I walked into the marquee the scent of the blossoms was a delectable diversion on my senses,

At haste and without delay I set the head table to my utmost standard the one Elfinah had come to expect over the years from my service to the great House of Byrniaren.

I glanced all-round to certify all is in place before The Toraer’s examination. On the head table was the most striking bouquet of white roses and within the centre a solitary red rose was standing out, the symbol of our leader. Blood red against all the white.

Glancing around my eyes cast a shadow over all before me to ensure everything is in place. Assuring myself that it is I wait her arrival and furthermore her approval.

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Re: The Celebrations Begin
« Reply #1 on Jun 21, 2007, 6:19pm »

Having ensured Recurver had a chance to freshen up she retires to her chambers to do the same. Rotating her shoulder she is still amazed at the skills of the Lore Mistress from Taliessin, not even the smallest of twinges can be felt.

She waits till the maid has filled the tub to the brim before allowing herself to sink into the luscious hot water. Moaning with pleasure, she rotates her neck around stretching all the muscles before dipping her head under the water, fat droplets of water run from her damp red locks. Once clean she steps out from the tub the water trickling down her skin. She drys herself off and wonders what to wear for the days festivities. Ah yes, she reaches in and removes a white gown and the sheerest of wraps for her shoulders. Yes this will do nicely. Trying to tame her hair she gives up and calls for the maid who is infinitely more skilled to control it into some form of presentability. She switches off completely as flowers are woven into her hair, mmmm shaking herself as she starts to feel herself drift off in a slumber…no no no, no time for sleep now she tells herself.

Walking across to the main floral marquee she smiles and greets as she goes, happy in the moment. Arriving at the great white tent she steps in and sees her loyal steward Skyraven running around checking all the last details. A beautiful large display of white flowers adorns the centre of the main table along with a single red rose in it’s centre. She cannot help but smile as she sees the white haired drow fuss and fret ordering the rest of the staff and putting personal touches in. laughing softly “Skyraven my dear steward why do you fuss so, it is perfect as always thank you”

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Re: The Celebrations Begin
« Reply #2 on Jun 25, 2007, 7:03pm »

The soft mattress binds with a hidden magic that forbids me to fully awaken. I stir in the uncomfortable regions of restlessness where the daylight thoughts of the awoken are but a distant memory and the demons of hidden thought reap a harvest of the soul. My skin goosebumps as the open window permits an errant breeze to cool my body. I shiver and instinctively reach over to the empty side of the bed and pull close the pillows from the space that once belonged to my Deor.

- My journey from the Mermaid to my present chamber was walked in near silence as the Toraer contemplated events and tidings that bore heavily upon her mind, and it was with some relief to find the door of my room cast open before me as she made her apologies for leaving.

My bed was already prepared, clean sheets and vases of fresh flowers scented the cool inviting air with a welcome so oft remitted. My eyes fell upon the blanket box at the foot of the bed where upon a fine set of cloths had been laid freshly pressed and before them on the floor, a pair of new red suede boots. I smiled to myself and wondered how Elfina had managed to organise this above the events that had preceded it. I dropped my bags and, smiling with tired relief, dived onto the bed. -

I force myself to my senses and look to the window of my room and see the hour of day beckons me to rise and refresh. The great bathroom of Byrniaren soaks away all the remaining wariness and the oils and scents of the warm water invigorate me enough to turn my thoughts to the floral marquee that I had seen from my chamber window. I slide my body forward and submerge my head in the water and listen to my heart pulse in my ears its hypnotic beat relaxing, the only sound is of it and water running.

As I arrive at the doorway of the marquee, the freshly cut flowers from within permeate the air with a potency usually reserved for the sun drenched days of summer. I straighten my cravat, stand erect, brush my hair backwards with my fingers and stride forward through the canvas door.

The main table lies before me resplendent with all the flowers of summer: and a few magically cultivated ones for this event me thinks. Elfinah is already present and is busy with the preparations. She compliments her steward and I see her take one last, anxious, look around to make sure perfection is perfect. I smile at her, gesturing at the new cloths and boots.

“Thank you for all this” I say with honesty.

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Re: The Celebrations Begin
« Reply #3 on Jul 2, 2007, 6:14pm »

She is aware of his presence before he speaks, she turns as she hears him say “Thank you for all this” his deep and friendly resonating tone making her smile. She sniffs the air and makes an obvious play at looking at his boots. “So much better my friend, so much better indeed.”

The glint in her eye mischievous she grabs him by the hand and says, “what do you think, has Skyraven not done a wonderful job as per usual?” she pauses “of course you do not know what it was like before, silly me. Ignore me I am in high spirits today” she pulls him towards the dancefloor “come we should test it out before the others arrive, make sure it is not too slippy and I will try not to stand on your shiny new boots” nodding to the house band the melodic music wafts through the tent and beyond inviting all to share in the dance.

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Re: The Celebrations Begin
« Reply #4 on Jul 2, 2007, 7:57pm »

She looks around at the the gorgeous array of flowers and delights in the heady fragrances that waft throughout the marquee. She smiles as she spies The Toraer and Recurver. The Toraer has him by the hand and appears to be encouraging to dance.

The music fills the tent and spills out into the surrounding countryside. She nods to those she passes as she makes her way to a magnificent arrangement of flowers for a closer look and to await the arrival of those she is familiar with. She smiles to herself as she wonders if she will find someone with a tale to tell.

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Re: The Celebrations Begin
« Reply #5 on Jul 4, 2007, 3:02am »

After assuring Lord Korrigash and my friends that I will find my way to the Marquee, I procured a room and washed as much of the dust and grit from the road as I could.

Peeling my leather leggings off and dressing in a more appropriate gown, I make my way out to find the party.

Walking to the large white tent, thoughts of Lord Korrigash fill my mind. Smiling to myself, I side step a slower moving couple, almost colliding into them.

"Arlywyyn what is wrong with you! You have never reacted in this manner because of an ellon before. I mean, really! Get a hold of yourself and stop acting like a love struck fool."

Pausing next to a fountain I stare at the water as it flows seductively over the lip of an ornately carved flower petal.
Lost in the sound and sight of the sparkling water, Korrigash's face appears in my memory unbidden. A very strikingly handsome face, those intense blue eyes, those full lips. Ahh yes, his lips.....

A soft breeze brings the scent of delicious food wafting my way and teases me out of my reverie. Once again my stomach demands attention and protests being neglected any further.

Turning in the direction of the tent, I quicken my pace.

Entering the Marquee, I pause long enough to scan the gathering crowd, my heart races as I my eyes light on the source of my recent discomfort.

Weaving my way through the increasing number of revelers, I approach several people gathered in a cluster and politely excuse myself until I am there.

Delight, euphoria and a strange weakness tantalizes my senses.

I have found the buffet.

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Re: The Celebrations Begin
« Reply #6 on Jul 4, 2007, 6:45pm »

She grins as she approaches Arly, who is seemingly entranced by the sight and smell of the fabulous buffet. She notes that she herself is beginning to fall under the same spell, heralded by the angry protests of her own stomach.

"Do you mind company Arly? I feel as if I could eat the entire buffet. Indeed, everything looks and smell so good, I think I will at least attempt to TRY everything!"

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Re: The Celebrations Begin
« Reply #7 on Jul 4, 2007, 7:10pm »

Startled by a voice close to my ear, I jump slightly and then smile warmly.

"Of course I do not mind Nolemire. I am afraid my hunger overpowered my manners and I sought the food before my Hosts and friends," I grin sheepishly and continue, " I do plan to attempt to try everything!"

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Re: The Celebrations Begin
« Reply #8 on Jul 5, 2007, 5:31pm »

Laughing as she dances her mood lifted she turns around the dance floor giddy and surviving on adrenolin alone. Her stomach rumbles loudly and she chuckles softly at the raised eyebrow from Recurver. Taking a deep courtsey she thanks him for the dance "My stomach dictates it is time to eat M´lord"

She sashies over to the buffet table and spots Lady Arlywyyn and the Lore Mistress there. Smiling she says, "please help yourself, I think I need food before I make a spectacle of myself by fainting on the dancefloor" as she places some food on her platter she continues "Lore Mistress I have heard that you have the most amazing archives at Talliesin, if you do not mind after the festival I would love to come visit. Perhaps bring Lord Korrigash as an escort for me" her eyes flick momentarily to her friend Lady Arlywyyn. "I am sure I could find a tale or two for your records if you so desire"

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Re: The Celebrations Begin
« Reply #9 on Jul 5, 2007, 6:03pm »

The music dies and I stare with a bemused expression of delight and embarrassment. Had I really let myself dance with with the Torear? Her eyes spark with mischief and I feel with pleasure her chest as it swells into mine, each breath deep and relaxed.

She steps away from me to the sound of a low growling rumble that emanates from somewhere deep within her boots. I stifle a chuckle as she courtsies, "My stomach dictates it is time to eat M´lord". Elfinah turns and heads for the food table and for the first time I notice the other guests that seem to have arrived whilst I was distracted.

Nolemire stands at Arlywnn's shoulder as Elfinah approaches but for all my wit and confidence I stand dumbfounded whilst words and introductions to a conversation with them fail me.

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Re: The Celebrations Begin
« Reply #10 on Jul 18, 2007, 3:37am »

Blushing at the glance from my friend Elfinah and her words about Lord Korrigash, I turn my attention to filling my plate with as much food as I can possibly heap on it.

Leaving the two House leaders and Lord Recurver to visit and talk, I scan the room for a place to sit and eat. Hoping to find Lord Korrigash to sit with, I decide I rather not have him watch me scarf this enormous plate of food down.

Winding my way through the gathering crowd, looking for Namo, Moriel and Feanor, I finally give up the search and choose an empty table off to the left side of the dance floor and against the wall of the tent.

Sitting down and taking my first bite of food, I close my eyes at the delightful burst of flavor my poor body has had in several hours. Slowly savoring the flavors, I reflect to the flushed look on Recurver's face just recently. If I am not mistaken, I am not the only one to find a member of House of Byrniaren quite attractive and mesmerizing.

Halfway through my enormous plate of food and during a particularly large unladylike bite I was still trying to swallow, I realize I never thought to grab a beverage.

Glancing around, hoping to see someone walking through the crowd with a tray of drinks, I see Lord Korrigash has spotted me after all.

Horrified that he will come over while I am still trying to chew and swallow my mouthful of food like a cow, I curse myself for not having something to wash it down with.
Dropping my napkin under the table and quickly ducking under to retrieve it, I hope he will think I have left my seat and move on.

A plan that might work, except for the fact I began to cough and sputter loudly in attempt not to choke on the suddenly dry nature of my throat.

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