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Vier had a flurry of emotions running through him after the assassination attempt. The main one was disbelief that someone would try something so blatant in a ballroom filled with warriors. That disbelief was curbed with the realization of how small the assassin was, and who they targeted. Vier was mostly frozen until Fanilly’s call to arms, snapping him into attention. He saw Renar run off to grab the assassin, and weighed the option of following him.

On one hand, there’s not many places safer that by the Gentle Blade’s side, and there might be more assassins who’d like to try again. If he simply stayed here and sipped champagne, no one would really blame him. But on the other hand, there’s no way his pride would let him faff about, twiddling his thumbs while others did the rough work. So, he got up, unsheathed both his swords, internally smacking himself for not bringing armor to the ball. He had thought he might not need it for once. He wouldn’t make that mistake twice.

So he followed Renar, staying a small distance behind him in case the assassin or his fellow Iron Rose did something drastic.
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Vier had been pretty bored during the ball, all things considered. Besides small moments of excitement and the drama of the beginning, nothing really caught his attention. It was partly a matter of scenery. Vier was never comfortable with simply socializing. Besides, what could he talk about to the upper crust? There was no real gossip he knew that hadn’t already made the rounds to those with an ear for these things, and the Iron Roses had the only nobles he maintained constant contact with. Everyone else had mostly split of, either chatting with nobles, or just talking with the other knights.

So for the past few minutes, Vier had mostly been faffing about. A flute of wine, a nice plate and the occasional light conversation with passing knights and nobility were more than enough to keep him awake for the time being. Still, he made the constant choice to decline any invitation to take the floor. It wasn’t as if he was an exceptionally poor dancer. His mother had taught his a basic waltz, and he practiced on occasion, when most of the Order was asleep. Still, he was relatively fine with the proceedings, taking note of place rather than tone.

Renar dueling a Crown Knight, the knight being his brother no less, was unexpected, but not unwelcome. Vier had a fondness for brawls, having started and finishing his fair share. This wasn’t exactly it. It wasn’t planned, that much was obvious. How much was a result of Renar just being better or Felix being caught off guard intrigued Vier, making him note it mentally, in case he got the chance to ask. The taunting at the end drew a chuckle and a bit of clapping from Vier.

”Very good show, the both of you.” He had only wished it lasted a tad bit longer, but it was a good showing on both sides, for very different reasons. At least it was a nice distraction from the festivities.
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Alright, I had an alternate title just in case.


First draft of my CS.
Thank you.
I think I have an idea of what I would like to design. Any specific character building rules that aren’t stated in the original post?
Would a knight who uses swordplay to cast spells work in the setting?
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