Roleplay

@Alnilam (just wanna say thanks for makin this RP and sorry if this is too long, Im not going to be using gijinka's because I find it much easier to write non-human characters
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Karanai paced nervously as her two Skydancer Escorts finished up drying off and repolishing their armour and swords. An unexpected flash storm had caught them off guard as they took a shortcut over the border between the Shifting Expanse and Sea of a Thousand Currents, soaking all of them equally and slowing their travel. they had landed a small distance away from their destination to dry off and clean up, damp clothes were dried almost instantly with the power of flame and sea grime on armour plating was easily dealt with by the power of the almighty cleaning rag.

“I don’t feel so great about this, maybe we should just go back to the lair and send an apology message saying we couldn’t make it due to bad weather…we are already so late I guess it won’t matter either way” Karanai worried as she paced some more, wearing a trench in the earth under her paws

Konstantine sheathed his sword and moved to pull on his arm guards and gloves “Better to be late than never show up at all Princess” the Male skydancer soothed as he straightened his tail guards “you just have to keep your tone steady and walk like you own the place but be respectful of those around you”

The Guardian took a slow deep breath “I know Konsta…I’ve never done this before… I mean, am I even ready for this? Maybe they should have sent someone else…”

Kread stood up as she pulled on her Boots, her undercoat falling around her flank like an imitation of a skirt “you’re worrying far too much Kara, just relax and you’ll be fine, you are the first born of the Clan heads, there is no one else in our clan we’d rather send”

Karanai took another breath and straightened her neck up, making the Hight gap between her and her escorts glaringly obvious “you’re right, thanks guys, once you’re all done with your armour we’ll go”

The two skydancers smiled and nodded, within minutes their armour was gleaming like polished marble and the last few pieces were straightened. Konstantine approached Kread and adjusted the ties on her banner, startling her for a moment as she was settling her neck filigree

“Your Pauldrons were crooked” he explained -taking a moment to savor her sweet scent of spearmint and lillies- “Oh. Thank you Konstantine” “any time. Karanai, we’re all set”
The guardian nodded “right, then let’s go... well we may be late but at least we look absolutely amazing.”

The three began walking towards the palace, Karanai in the middle with her two Escorts flaking both of her sides, they walked with purpose through the birch trees towards the open gateway.

Kread however seemed to slow a few steps catching Konstantine’s attention “are you alright love?” He asked, a light note of concern in his voice

Kread nodded as she glanced around the trees “I am, it’s just…there is power in this forest…never mind let’s keep moving- wait did you just call me ‘love’? Konstantine we’re on duty-”

Kosntantine waved a paw dismissively “I know. it slipped out. But before we go back into “princess escort” mode I just want you to know you look absolutely stunning with the gold filigree tattoos and I’m very glad you had them done”

Under her helmet a light blush coloured Kreads cheeks “…thank you”

“hey you two! Shake the lead out! We got alliances to make!” Karanai shouted a small distance away, the two trotted to catch up, and together the three approached the golden guardian at the door.

“I am Karanai, Representative of The BlueFlame Clan of the Ashfall Waste, I am here on behalf of my clan leaders” Karanai spoke out, not loud perse but more the trademark ‘Ima guardian! rawr!’ powerful speech their breed was well known for. If anyone really paid attention they might have noticed her Skydancer guards jump slightly at the tone. Kread reached into her Bag and held out the invitation.

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@Alnilam

The three nodded their thanks to the guardian and began their brisk walk down the hall, taking in the grandeur that was Light flight architecture.

“huh…now I understand Kentaurus' Marble and gold fetish” Konstantine murmured as he eyed the hallway. “must be a light thing, I see why he furnished our den with all the marble and gold” Karanai mused as she stared up at the roof, it’s slight familiarity was comforting “hey, don’t sass the Lightlord” Kread scolded “Kenta may be one of our clan leaders but to me; he’s my Mate first” Karanai teased as she poked out her tongue, then resumed looking at the walls.

“Security seems a tad lacking, don’t you think Kread? Not so much as a frisk” Konstantine mused as he cast a backwards glance to the Light Guardian at the entrance “Indeed, I suppose she believed our Swords to be simply for show, I was half expecting them to be taken to be honest” she stated in a slightly unimpressed tone feeling her rapier’s weight bump against her leg as they walked, she eyed the library as they passed it, if she had time she would browse through their book collection later

“we best to keep quiet about them then, we’ll have an edge if a fight breaks out” she added as she spared a glance at her companions, her gaze lingered a bit Longer on Konstantine. She smiled softly as she noticed Karanai’s ‘almost prance’ gait had returned ‘good, she’s relaxing, now if she can remain relaxed things should go very smoothly’.

The sound of music met their ears as they made it to the ball room, they spotted a Nocturne amid the crowd, Karanai looked to her Skydancer escorts who nodded encouragingly, as they approached the two escorts stopped a short distance behind Karanai and Stood at attention as their charge approached the Nocturne.

“I am Karanai, representative of The BlueFlame Clan, we thank you for your invitation” Karanai said, adopting her ‘Ima Guardian! rawr!’ tone once again as she bowed her head respectfully, her two Skydancer guards kneeling in respect behind her, their armour clanking with the movement.

@Alnilam
"What is known about the history of this place? Could this magic be caused by the dead still lingering around?" Merryweather inquired. "I've heard, that some particularly powerful mages can leave behind some of their potent magical energy upon death, especially when they haven't been properly laid to rest. This magic would then empower and aggravate other spirits in the area. Oh, and I would like to know whether there are any creatures tied to the land, Faeries for example."

@Joying
"Hmm. That would depend on whether these orbs can glow for prolonged periods of time. Should that work, it would prove itself to be very useful, since sunless periods are a norm on The Southern Icefield" Chat answered. "I'm not so sure about the flowers themselves, though. Their bioluminescence can consume a lot of energy over time. However, if provided some time to recover they should be able to provide light to some less demanding plants."

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@Alnilam

Kread watched the magic ripple across the Nocturnes body, the last thing they wanted was their Host to feel uneasy so she spoke up.

“Fear us not Lady Souhayla, we are merely here as Karanai’s protection, we apologise if we have made you uneasy” the Female skydancer offered in her calm business voice, though she added a slight friendly tone to it “we have no desire to start any fights, we will simply defend Princess if the need arises, nothing more, we mean no harm to You or any of your house or its guests” Konstantine continued in the same but with a bit more of a friendlier tone. Both of them rose from their kneels and backed off a little bit to give her space.

Karanai nooded her agreement “my Guards Kread and Konstantine are very dedicated to their work, both of them are Knight-Captains in fact. they are also here as showcases for my clan’s metalworking skills, such as our Armor and Sword smithing and our Clans filigree tattoos, which you can see on Kread’s body and my wings, unless someone tries to start something they will just kind of stand around looking pretty, like a living mannequin, we got a little wet in our travels but otherwise it was uneventful” she offered in a more gentler voice.

Karanai then reached carefully into her satchel and brought out the box that held the gift offering and removed the lid.

“on behalf of my clan and its leading Council, I present you with this gift as a token of friendship”

housed in Lacquered wooden box was an ornate set of 12 wine glasses and a matching decanter, the wine glasses stems and feet were made from white polished marble, shaped to imitate the pillars found throughout the Sunbeam ruins, the bowl of the glass rested on the backs of small gold guardians perched atop the mini pillars whose wings flared up around the glass as if to protect it, their tails coiled down the stems and tiny glowing sacridite crystals served as their watchful eyes, the glass itself were detailed with gold light flight emblems bordered by filigree detailing, the Decanter was shaped like a large round cut diamond that rested safely in its marble holder that looked as though it was made from four sundials, the flask itself was filled with a swirling fire orange liquid.

“our Forgeclaws worked very hard on these and are quite proud of them, our Vintner’s provided the potash peach blossom mead, it’s one of our Clan’s specialties, we hope they please you”

Karanai somewhat doubted their chosen gift. everyone liked cups…right? It wasn’t what one would expect from a fire based clan though, such delicate craftsmanship was hardly talked about when one spoke of a fire dragon’s metalwork skills and glassblowing was rarely even mentioned at all, it had been Kentaurus’ idea to make their gift to be designed after most Light dragon abodes (though the guardians were more of a nod to the abundance found within Blueflame Clan’s folds), but Karanai just hoped she hadn’t offended their Host.

Konstantine was kind of sad to see the set go and made a note to ask the Forgeclaws if they could make him a similar fire and Nature themed set later as he snagged a drink from a passing server. Kread simply eyed the growing pile of gifts and wondered just how many flights they’d be dealing with.