[b][color=662d91]Roleplay:[/color][/b] Soulless Regency
[b][color=662d91]Date of post:[/color][/b] April 5, 2017
[b][color=662d91]Character:[/color][/b] Fyror Gallant Kildragon
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[center][b][color=DC143C]Location:[/color][/b] Almack’s
[color=DC143C]“Chivalry never died; some men just choose to ignore it.”[/color] 
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	[i]Meet her family?[/i] The thought was actually rather unnerving to Fyror. Seeing as most women avoided him due to his rugged appearance, this was an entirely new and unexpected predicament he found himself in. As if he was not already self-conscious enough, this just made matters worse. [color=DC143C]“Well, I certainly hope they are as kind and accepting of me as you are,”[/color] he spoke his thoughts out loud, his voice slightly strained. 

	Fyror’s gaze took in the room full of people and activity as he escorted Jeanette into Almack’s proper. He spotted his family just inside, and he quickly waved them over. [color=DC143C]“I hope you do not mind meeting my family,”[/color] he said. [color=DC143C]“ I need to inform my father of the damaged wards anyways.”[/color]

	[color=DC143C]“This is Ms. Jeanette Crane, the woman I told you all about. Ms. Crane, this is my father Colonel Theodore, mother Lilith, sister Genevieve, and you have already met my brother Leon,”[/color] Fyror introduced, gesturing to each of his family members in turn. 

	“Well, now I see why my son ran off after the Cargast attack,” his mother spoke up suggestively as she grinned ear to ear. “She is indeed quite the fair maiden.” Fyror’s face flushed with heat as a look of mortification crossed his face. Typical Leon burst out laughing at his brother’s expense. 

	In an apparent attempt to come to her brother’s aid, Genevieve tried to divert the conversation, “It truly is a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Crane. By the way, I love your gown. Where did you get it?” Unfortunately, her attempt did not have the effect she had intended as it only made Leon laugh harder. He was laughing so hard it literally brought tears to his eyes. Evidently, he had noted how out of place Jeanette looked considering her former attire. His brother’s insolence managed to snap Fyror out of his embarrassment as he glared at his brother. [color=DC143C]“Leon,”[/color] he growled in warning. Leon threw up his hand in mock defense as he tried to contain his laughter. 

	Fyror glared at his brother a little longer before turning his attention to his father. [color=DC143C]“Father, I need to speak to you regarding a matter pertinent to the Soulless threat.”[/color] Colonel Theodore nodded his head and followed Fyror and Jeanette off to the side. [color=DC143C]“Ms. Crane was tasked to check Almack’s wards before tonight’s event, but what she found was alarming to say the least. The wards were in fact quite damaged. She managed to fix them, but we are concerned that there could still be Soulless within.”[/color] As usual, Fyror got straight down to business, and father like son, Colonel Theodore’s demeanor quickly grew serious. 

	“Thank you for informing me of this. I will let the other officers know of this so they can be prepared if or when things go south,” his father replied before turning to Jeanette. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Crane. Now you two stay safe.” Colonel Theodore gave a slight bow before departing. Jeanette and Fyror were once again left alone in each other’s company.