[h2][center]Gillian[/center][/h2]

Gillian trudged into the party with little fanfare, a decidedly unamused scowl on his face. Hilda had been good as her word when she said he would wear the damnable outfit he was currently in. [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/38/02/80/3802807ed65cf470ce896cae25b61553.jpg] The woolen robes could be graciously described as 'archaic' at the best of times, the dull blue coat attempting to choke him as if Mayon herself was vicariously communicating her displeasure with him.[/url] He stood out like an ornately dressed sore thumb, if a traditional one. Many of the nobles gave him the odd glance, his figure brought to their eyes both by his dress and the clearly grafted limbs of his station. Hushed whispers passing between them as he passed and made no attempt to interact with them. Gillian ignored them. He wasn't here to be fawned over by people who had no earthly clue what these arms really meant. 

He opted instead to stay close to the mini-captain, wagering that she would be a thankful lightning rod for any fawning that was to take place. That she would also very likely be the first to meet with the Princess was also a pretty useful, even if it wasn't the Royal Gill was particularly keen on seeing. What he had forgotten to take into account was that the Captain would also attract annoying back handed complimenting nobles as well. 

Gill regarded Lord Velbrance like one might a particularly fat fly buzzing around their head. Which was to say, an unwanted common pest that most sensible people would happily slam into the nearest table if social graces allowed. [color=00aeef]"He's even hovering by the food. How apt..."[/color] Gillian said plainly, palming an apple from the buffet. 

[color=00aeef]"If anyone has no fear going into a fight then their either an idiot or arrogant enough to deserve to die."[/color] Gillian said, neither bothering to bow or address the Lord properly as he took a large bite of the apple. [color=00aeef]"As I'm told, Jeremiah fell into the latter category and got beheaded for his troubles, among other things."[/color] He added, casually wiping the juice from his mouth onto his sleeve before extending it to the Lordling to shake hands in greeting. 

[color=00aeef]"Captain Danbalion might be green, but not so green that she forgot to respect the danger the situation, however slight. A far better showing than most people three or four years her senior."[/color] He said, his tone that of glowing praise despite the implied insult to the Lord. [color=00aeef]"I'm sure if the other Reliquaries were in attendance, they would agree."[/color] He added, knowing full well that atleast one mirrored his own opinion....but he was also pretty sure he and Parnella would be loved to have joined in jabbing at the man if she were here.