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They can conduct religious services and ceremonies. Preside over marriages. Things like that. That's why it's more than a little strange to not be normally devout--fighting against the structure of the church when you're part of the structure would be questionable.
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Implore all you like, she enjoys teasing the knights. :P
Your trust was misplaced.
Besides, Tyaethe would only encourage them if she stayed. It's funnier that way.
Besides, Tyaethe would only encourage them if she stayed. It's funnier that way.
Enjoy your time with the young ladies, Gerard. o7
Tyaethe Radistirin
"Oh, they must be getting more subtle. There's always a few who think that they should have more say in how the order is run and recruits," Tyaethe said, absent-mindedly downing the glass as she looked around and grabbing another one. It wasn't as if the alcohol had much of an effect on her; being immune to poison tended to do that. Perhaps if she put her mind to it such an immunity could be suppressed... not that this seemed like a terribly good idea. She had seen other people with no tolerance drink like she tended to and it wasn't a fun experience.
Well, for them. For her it was generally hilarious.
The three girls coming in seemed to be angling for something far more than a mere chat, from the object of their focus--Gerard did seem to clean up reasonably well, after all. Just a bit down the table she could hear one of the slimy noble lot harassing the captain. It was as good an opportunity as any for her to slip away from the poor unfortunate soul... especially as Elionne had come up. If that basatard said anything...
"Oh, yes. We fought Jeremiah. All very heroic and that, I mostly watched to make sure nobody else got killed," she added, attention off the conversation--and then slipping away to hover behind the noble. Gerard would live. Probably. He'd be mad at the abandonment to the wiles of three young ladies, but she could cope with such frustration.
"Now, milord, what would you know of the measure of a Saint? Have you ever met one?"
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Tachibana Hibiki
It was frustrating that every single door in this area... every single one... seemed to be hiding someone that was maddeningly unhelpful about her attempts to ask about a lost child. Even trying to explain just got a repeated instruction to go away, albeit more... colourfully phrased. Following the line of doorways along one of the walkways along the streets, Hibiki inevitably found herself climbing the stairs, leading to a present little bridge... well, what would be a pleasant bridge if it wasn't for the madness going on in the city.
Beyond the bridge there was another square with a window and a lit lantern, the sound of someone coughing... and inexplicably a freestanding lantern in the centre of it.
"Why is there a lantern here...?"
Three strangers and a paladin asking him if he's seen dodgy nobles in a party full of nobles.
Brilliant.
Brilliant.
Anyway, who's next on arriving at fancy party?
All good, doesn't really matter who goes first here.
Tyaethe Radistirin
The paladin appeared to have taken it on herself to shun the militaristic appearance of so many of her fellows, not conjuring her armour or even displaying epaulettes or medals such as the captain. A black gown, hugging tightly and making it clear that mistaking Tyaethe for a child today would in no way be an option--but relatively unadorned, save for golden embroidery at the edges, an interlocked pattern of lilies and roses. It rather made the rest of her, pale skin and white hair, stand out all the more.
Of course the peaceable approach was rather defeated by having possibly the largest sword of any of the knights casually slung over one shoulder. At least comparing it to her bare arms made it clear how little muscle actually went into wielding it.
In her other hand, the vampire had already acquired and half-drained a glass of wine, looking around at the crowd as if trying to spot something. Only made more difficult by the lack of height... so she ambled up to Gerard. "Seen any nobles looking particularly annoyed since we came in?"
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