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Day 1 Time: Night Weather: Moderate Rain Location: Main Ballroom
Participants: Anastasia Arslan @Ti, Fasha Sumbul @jasbraq , Kaspaan Mustaven @Deja, Myrion Stevar @Teyao



Ana found herself in an unexpected situation, as soon as she halted, other students swarmed around her. Both Kaspaan and Fasha extended their hands toward her, eager to invite her to dance. Surprisingly, even Myrion joined the mix, offering to take over the chores. Before she could voice any protest, he was off and running, efficiently handling the tasks at hand.

This left Ana in a slightly awkward predicament, caught between two options. With Kaspaan, their interactions had been rather elusive lately, and she had wondered if she had unintentionally offended him. Yet, she couldn't shake off the possibility that his avoidance was actually a manifestation of his genuine affection, as she had heard of boys tending to withdraw from girls they secretly liked. On the other hand, there was Fasha, her fellow Illuminaire, and their shared responsibilities added another layer of complexity. Perhaps this gesture was Fasha's attempt at fostering goodwill between them, or it could be yet another calculated move in their intricate dynamic. It was hard to say for certain.

Ana took a moment to contemplate her choices, and then a bright idea struck her. She decided to seize the opportunity and extend a hand to both Kaspaan and Fasha. Leading them onto the dance floor, she initiated a playful dance in the style of Varrahasta, a lively and rhythmic dance resembling salsa. With a confident smile, she stepped forward, her eyes locking onto the figures of Kaspaan and Fasha. The room seemed to fade into the background as she focused solely on the rhythm.

As the opening beats of the salsa music enveloped her, Ana's body responded instinctively. Her movements were a seamless blend of sensuality and exuberance, a visual symphony that translated the music's passion into a mesmerizing dance. Her hips swayed with an alluring grace, each movement deliberate and fluid. Her arms extended elegantly, fingers beckoning and inviting, as if drawing her companions into a shared dance of emotions.

Ana's feet glided across the floor, the polished surface reflecting the playful glints in her eyes. With a series of intricate steps, she led the duo through a dance that felt both spontaneous and rehearsed, a testament to her prowess in the art of salsa. Her body and soul seemed attuned to the rhythm, each turn and twist executed with precision.

As the music swelled, Ana's dance became a conversation in movement. She engaged Kaspaan and Fasha with teasing twirls and captivating dips, her laughter ringing out like musical notes.

In this dance, Ana's vibrant red hair seemed to catch the light, adding a dazzle to her figure. Every sway, every spin was released giant energy which spread to those around her, as if the very atmosphere was charged with their collective enthusiasm.

As the music reached its crescendo, Ana executed a final dazzling spin, bringing her closer to Kaspaan and Fasha. With a flourish, the dance came to a graceful close, the three of them standing together in the centre of the dance floor. Ana's smile radiated the joy of the moment.





Looks like Amy might find her first friend in Torsten.
The pair of them holding their noses together in shared understanding.
Alright. My first ever IC post is up. Please be gentle. :)

As I was writing this up though, a thought came to me. Did @WhiteAngel25 ever give a name for the soldiers watching over the mages in the Gallows? Are they Templars? Hospitallers? Some Knightly Order? Or just regular Imperial soldiers?


Not to my knowledge, but since she is a big fan of Dragon Age, I imagine being something like Templars makes sense. You could propose a few ideas if you got them, for a thumbs up!
ꁲ ꂵ ꁲ ꋊ ꂠ ꂑ ꋊ ꈼ
ꋖ ꂑ ꂵ ꈼ
Day 1 [Night]
꒒ ꂦ ꀯ ꁲ ꋖ ꂑ ꂦ ꋊ
Lock and Key [Somerset]
ꉣ ꁲ ꌅ ꋖ ꂑ ꀯ ꂑ ꉣ ꁲ ꋊ ꋖ ꌚ
[NPC] Sir Dorian
@WhiteAngel25 Faline

ꌚ ꂦ ꐇ ꋊ ꂠ ꋖ ꌅ ꁲ ꀯ ꀗ


The cloaked figure moved effortlessly through the cobbled streets of Somerset as she surveyed the surroundings. It was yet another human town among many she had visited, watching the occupants wallow in their greed, corruption, and vice. The scent of ‘civilization’ clung thickly to the air, in stark contrast to the aromas of nature. Life in the temples prioritized cleanliness, with incense burning to safeguard against foul odours. Here, the streets were an open latrine, and signs of illness were evident. Despite talk of the grey plague wandering in these parts, no one seemed the wiser.

Thankfully, her task didn't involve trying to purge the stench from this human town. She had a crucial lead as she followed the steps of ꁲꁅꍩꁲꂠ in her journey of a thousand miles. She learned there was an envoy of the Emperor present, the enemy, who acted as an intermediary in this town. The information led her to the doors of a den of disrepute, known colloquially as a tavern, with the precipitation from the misty rain clinging to the shutters and sign, which transcribed the name with symbols of a lock and key, for those unable to read.

With her cloak wrapped tightly around her, she pushed through the door and made her way to the bar. In the guise of a weary traveller here for the markets, and with the exchange of some coin, she secured herself a suitable hidey-hole with drink and food, fitting her role as she scanned the lively crowds. She could quickly identify the locals as they greeted and called to each other, similar to those not from these parts who travelled in small groups and pairs. She noticed an individual who strutted like a peacock in his steel armour. She considered her plan of approach, perhaps cornering him when he was alone, her eyes suspiciously examining his companions as she weighed their strength. Her attention shifted as she noticed the red-haired woman seemingly gazing at the man herself, an admirer perhaps? She waited, watched, witnessing her make the first move as the game finished. The girl's hips swayed as if she were going to proposition him, and that she did as the token landed on the table. The man seemingly pocketed it before leading her through the back. Identifying the token, she moved to the diary and found a similar one with a strange symbol representing a fist and a dragon on the flip-side. She examined it and wondered, perhaps this was a token that signalled those employed by the Emperor.

Gathering her belongings, she moved toward the door leading to the back. As the door pushed open, and the man walked back out, she was already there, her token between her fingers. Act like you belong. She held it out toward him while seamlessly manoeuvring behind him into the back room, wordlessly, as if this interaction had been done a hundred times before.

She examined the room, attempting to determine its function, already identifying a loose floorboard that had recently been moved. Her gaze focused on the woman seated by the fire. Her hood lowered, a smile etched on her face as it settled warmly. "Salutations, fellow traveller," her head inclined toward the other's travelling bag. "The weather is never the most pleasant this time of year." Using the moment to approach, her easy-going manner practised, she placed her bag alongside Faline's and extended her hand toward her. "You may address me as Amandine. I feel we may become closely acquainted shortly."



I selected the Monk one. Used Token Stamp to make it look somewhat like a coin.

Though I did find an interesting set on google.
Dumb question time.
What is the token to be used for?
Makes me think of Edmund Blackadder.
Just gonna say it's a beautiful sheet, though now I think I need to scrap my own WIP character, as it was going along similar lines to this. I'll go with my second idea then of a mage from the Capital, I think.


I saw you were heading that way after I had started. I knew the answer, as I had already asked!
It is a character concept I had been wanting to make for a long while.


@WhiteAngel25 For your approval.

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