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[color=#8D3B72]Time:[/color] Evening
[color=#8D3B72]Location:[/color] The harbor
[color=#8D3B72]Interactions:[/color] Sjan-dehk [@Apex Sunburn]
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The night unfolded like a tapestry of dreams as Kalliope stepped out into the Sorian evening. The sky was a mixture of deep velvet hues, the darkest bits beginning to be studded with stars that shimmered like diamonds against an inky backdrop. The sea whispered its ancient secrets, and the sounds of the bustling dock added a melodic layer to the enchanting symphony of the night.

Her dress, a masterpiece of craftsmanship, draped around her in cascading waves of blues and teals, reminiscent of the ocean depths. It hugged her form in a mermaid silhouette, a siren's attire that whispered of mysteries hidden in the ocean's embrace. The dress played with the light, the golden accents reminiscent of sun-kissed waves glistening in the setting sun. Her hair, a flowing cascade of fire, was artfully arranged over her right shoulder, courtesy of Riona. The strands wove into intricate patterns, held in place by delicate pins that sparkled like stars in the night sky. It framed her face, leaving the other side open to the night, creating an illusion of untamed beauty.

The masquerade mask she held in her gloved hand was a delicate creation, an ethereal extension of the ocean theme. Gold filigree adorned it, and a hint of mystery lurked behind the azure and white mask. Kalliope, the siren of the night, was ready to immerse herself in the dance of shadows and secrets.

As she strolled toward the waterfront, she marveled at the exquisite surroundings. She gave little attention to the array of looks she was receiving from those she passed. It surely was unusual for someone so dressed up to be strolling down the Sorian harbor in the evening. She cared little what they thought, however, and anyone stupid enough to give her any trouble just might meet Hubris and Avarice who were artfully hidden beneath her dress against her leg.

Her steps quickened with a mixture of excitement, nervousness, and curiosity. The rendezvous with Sjan-dehk promised an intriguing evening, and the blend of sea breeze and anticipation stirred something enchanting within her. She wondered how he would react to her after the slight awkwardness from earlier in the day. She wasn’t naive enough to not notice the slight change in attitude towards her, but if she were honest she wasn’t sure what had caused it. She only hoped that whatever it was she could make up for it this evening.

Spotting him at the edge of the passing crowd, she approached with a grace that echoed the rhythm of the waves. The dress swirled around her ankles as she closed the distance, and a playful smile graced her lips.

[color=8D3B72]"Captain,"[/color] she greeted, her voice a velvet murmur infused with the melody of the night. [color=8D3B72]"I hope you don't mind a siren's company for the night's festivities."[/color] She offered him a curtsy, a teasing glint in her eyes. [color=8D3B72]"Shall we dance in the realm of arrogance and pompous asses?"[/color][/color]