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[color=#EEDC5B]Interaction(s):[/color] Everyone currently present at the Dinner, Ríoghnach [@JJ Doe], Mayet Kadir [@13org], Leo Smithwood [@Helo], Sultan Kaid Raif.
[color=#EEDC5B]Mention(s):[/color] Wulfric Danrose [@Silverpaw], Matthias Larsen [@Rodiak], Reohg [@JJ Doe], Mayet Kadir [@13org]
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[indent]Auguste observed the rest of the matches in the booth with his father to observed the rest of the fights. The words of the masked swordswoman nestled uncomfortably in the back of his mind. He tried not to think of it now and simply enjoy the rest of the proceedings. Wulfric's match was interesting. He was well aware of his brother's swordsmanship prowess, so anyone able to keep up and trade blows with him was someone worth keeping in mind. [i][color=#EEDC5B]Sir Mathias Larsen, huh...[/color][/i] His eyes had unconsciously focused and sharpened as he watched the match. Ultimately it came to a close match, it ending with Wulfric's victory. He stifled a chuckle at how refreshed his brother had looked. He followed the onerous cheering with his own applause for the well fought battle.

The next match, however, Auguste watched with attentively. It was a match between the masked swordswoman 'Reohg Knock' vs Shehzadi Mayet Kadir. The fight was long and intense. An exceptional fight. Shehzadi Mayet's handle on her unorthodox weaponry was something to marvel. But this... 'Reohg' was able to keep up with her. This was a surprise as this fighter was unknown. He knew most of the prominent fighters in the underground circuit, as he keeps close tabs on them for his mission. It was strange that he hadn't heard of Reohg.

The fight went on for much longer than the other fights. A beautiful dance of blades. The two appeared [i]equally[/i] matched but he did notice that Reohg began slowing down. Eventually Mayet came out the victor with Reohg offering her blade to the Shehzadi. There was an interesting exchange as the end of the fight winded down. Though he lauded such exchanges, something itched in the back of his head.

Auguste stroked his chin. There were three things that occurs during an attack. The wind-up, contact, and recovery. A simplistic concept. With a jab, the extension of the arm is the wind-up; it can also increase force or speed. Contact was when the fist lands on your opponent. Recovery is retracting your fist to your guard position. This concept applies to swordsmanship. Swordsmen can often mask, or even eliminate, the first and third step, though it was contingent with their mastery of the blade. 

August was particularly skilled at reading body movement. This allows him excel in duels as he often is able to read his opponents actions- their attacks, feints, and similar. 

As a happy coincidence, this makes Auguste excellent at recognizing who an individual is through their gait and posture. Usually he is able to simply tell who was who without needing to see their face. Reohg's gait and cadence scratched at his mind. He [i]knows[/i] who this individual was but he had trouble placing exactly [i]who.[/i]

Auguste snapped out of his ruminations and joined the crowd's applause.

[indent][hr][/indent][hr][indent]Time: 6:00pm[/indent]
For the rest of the afternoon, Auguste attended to some more paperwork and a few meetings with his knights. He was a bit sad at missing some of the other events but duty calls.

He had bathed and dressed himself in [url=https://i.imgur.com/06FGLYV.png]formal dress attire.[/url] A favourite of his, often used during relatively important meetings, political courts, or meeting with delegates and similar.

Soon Auguste found himself entering the dining room. His entrance wasn't trumpeted nor grandiose, as he simply entered the dining room casually, as if he was simply some guest. He personally found no need for such theatrics, as he has observed his father personally having the trumpeters follow him around for his grandiose entrances.

He passed by Riona, greeting her with a smile. [color=#EEDC5B]“Ah, Riona, good evening. I hope that you have had time away to enjoy some of the events today.”[/color] His tone was friendly and jovial, as he had not suspected that Riona was Reohg.

Auguste's first action was to greet the Sultan. [color=#EEDC5B]“Sultan Kaid Raif, peace be upon you. I give you my thanks for allowing me to attend your dinner,”[/color] He said with a bow.

The next was to greet each other attendant currently present. [color=#EEDC5B]“Shehzadi Mayet, your match with Reohg was spectacular. I admire your mastery of your unorthodox weaponry.”[/color] 

[color=#EEDC5B]“Lord Leo. I hope the events we've hosted have been to your tastes.”[/color] 

Auguste walked over to Farim to acquaint himself. He has only heard of the man through reputation Wystan's reports. The Prince extended his hand out towards Farim. [color=#EEDC5B]“Sir... Farim Kadir, I take it. Your skill in trading is renowned even here in Caesonia. Pleased to make your acquaintance.”[/color] 

Finally Auguste took a seat to marvel at the dining room. The scents and sights was different... unique compared to the traditional dinners he has had. He silently admired the excellent craftsmanship of the Alidasht. He took a sip of water. Hopefully this dinner will go well.
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