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[color=peru][center][h2]Stratya Durmand[/h2][/center]
Time:[/color] 2nd Ignis, day
[color=peru]Location:[/color] Charity Event in the Park
[color=peru]Attire:[/color] [url=https://pin.it/5yhq8PwRC]Fine Dress[/url]
Boar Mantle of Spring Hunting -  the head comes off?
[url=https://i.imgur.com/PEMSUSV.jpeg]Family Dirk[/url] + [url=https://i.imgur.com/sS8bDBR.jpeg]Crest[/url]
[url=https://i.imgur.com/8bpbDCb.jpeg]Swordbreaker[/url]
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Somehow or other, she’d been convinced to wear a dress onto the stage. At least it wasn’t one of those frilly, overdone things that she’d have to be careful wearing, lest she damage the garment somehow. What she wore wouldn’t seem out of place in an upscale tavern. A bright red, two-layered skirt with a slit up the front left let a high leather boot peek out from underneath. Though the hem of each layer was beautifully decorated, the longer, inner skirt was more elaborately so. The artwork on the fabric disappeared beneath the hem of the shorter, outer skirt, where the pleats and folds had only a modest decor to display. The leather piece around her waist provided her with a place to fasten her daggers, and a thick leather strap on her hip held a satchel and canteen. A simple white, shoulderless blouse with very puffy sleeves sat beneath the mantle she had worn to the banquette. It would seem the head that had accompanied the mantle could be removed? Handy.

Stratya Durmand knew a thing or two about having a good picnic. As a lass, it was not infrequent that she’d go out onto the scenic plains and find a good hill to have a meal atop. She’d stare out and watch the wind sweep over the grasses and flowers, feel it through her hair, smell the sweet scents carried from across Vermillion’s sweeping fields.

She knew what made a good picnic basket, too, naturally. The Knight Captain had, of course, prepared her basket with plenty of homemade goods.

She heard her name, announced loudly for the audience, and brought herself forward, into the center of attention.[color=peru] “Thank you, Mr. Deacon, Lady Blackwood."[/color]

Callum made his presence known before she could continue. To her concern, he climbed on top his carriage, but managed not to take a spill from there. That was a relief. He was supplying the gathering with liquor, which was the kind of charitable act she'd come to expect from the prince. Such was well, alcohol was known for loosening purse strings

[color=peru]"[abbr=Aye, happy Drunkard's Day! How's the lot of ya? Better with some free drink, ey?]Aye, happy Drrunkard's Day! ‘ow’s t’ lo’ o’ ya? Better nao wit' a bit o' frree drrink, aye?[/abbr]"[/color] She had herself a chuckle, smiling warmly before she offered her name, [color=peru]"[abbr=Knight Captain Stratya Durmand. I ken a good picnic, so I've gone and whipped up a nice basket full of homemade goodies. And my brother's mead. The other half of a good picnic is the right spot, and I've got a few ideas in mind.]Knight Cap’n Strra’ya Durrmand. I ken a good picnic, so I’ve gone an’ whipped up a nice basket full o’ ‘omemade goodies. [i]And[/i] m’ brrother’s mead. T’ otherr ‘alf tae good picnicin’ is t’ rreyt spo’, an’ I’ve go’ a few ideas in mynd.[/abbr]”[/color]

[color=peru] “[abbr=Ooh, but one thing at a time! In my basket, we've got plenty of homemade goodies, from breads and crackers to jams and cookies. I've smoked some meats and bought some fine cheese. Perfect for a nice sit on a hilltop or by a little brook in the woods.]Ooh, bu’ one thing at a tyme. In me basket, we’ve go’ plen’y of ‘omemade goodies, from brreads an' crrackers tae jams an' cookies. I’ve smoked some mea’s and bough’ some fyne cheeses. Perrfect f’rr a nice si’ down on a hilltop, or by a li’l brrook in t’ woods.[/abbr]”[/color]