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Nori

The rabbit stands straight, clearing their throat slightly. “As I said before, there is some concern over the state of things in Thaln and I was asked to check in on things. Additionally, there are some...personal problems of my own in my home country, and the mistress thought it prudent that I live elsewhere for the time being. If the mistress has other intentions, she did not reveal them to me.”
There is a short rasping breath. Poor rabbit seems not used to speaking this much. “I’ve heard many good things of the Captains of the Iron Roses, so provided you are comfortable with my companionship, I look forward to serving you as a temporary member of your order.”
Gillian

Gillian's attention turned to the old man. In part because he was worried the old an was going to get himself hurt by laying his hands on the shieldknight. The woman did not seem the kind to take such offense lightly. But his rambling...disturbed him. Soulscale? It....it never occured to him there might be others with this afflicition. Much less a young girl. Though, thinking back on it, that seemed likely. Who but a desprate child would trust a demon. "What in the name of Mayon's ti-" he begins to ask, before a palace guard opens the doors to the chamber.
"I apologize for the intrusion my lords!" He says, cutting off the knight. "Our good Captain Danbalion has quelled the conspiritors this night. She has asked that you return to Candaeln." He finishes, bowing to the elite group. A tight knot formed in Gillians stomache, he wanted to stay if only to grill the elder assassin further. "...Understood." He says, eventually, anger barely contained. Orders, however inconvient for him, were orders.
He collects his things in silence, bowing to the princess and her mage companion. "Though I pray by the grace of Mayon that you never will, if you've ever need of our services, feel free to ask for me by name. It would be a honor to to act as your guard again." He says with a curt bow, voice blunted with forced formality.
As he walked back to Candaeln he reflected on the evenings events. Unmittigated disaster came to mind. Still, the captain did well in her handling, given the circumstances. He wondered if he should make good on his promise to leave for the forrest again, the sequestered life suited him better than this. "No...." he mumbles to himself as he pushes the door the great hall open, by passing the guards without so much as a glance. "this soulscale is too much of an opportunity. If the ravens know of something, I should investigate them to the full-" He is cut off as he bumps into something warm and fluffy. He raises his eyes, nearly balking at the sight before him. The Delacroix woman sat, craddling the head of a giant wolf (who seemed equally eager to display his love for her), as seven maids knelt before them.
He remains silent, watching them for a moment. "...the Iron Roses are indeed a strange order..." He mumbles again. He walks around them, addressing the maids. "I apologize, but I am retiring for the night. Please inform the captain that her highness is well and that there were no incidents after their departure." He says, curtly before walking to the barracks. Mental exhuastion wearing on him, he decided he'd speak with the Raven's captain in the morning. Would be easier to extract information from the younger man than that elder lech. And, if nothing else, he had a connection with his fellow knight Sunfield. She might be willing to devulge something. Still, that was for tommorrow.

Nori

Nori bows again, ears flopping slightly. "I apologize. I was told that Mistress Fanlily was a young woman of no small beauty and just assumed. If you could direct me to a eeting place where I might greet her formally and allow my own mistress's projection to explain our presence in your fortress formally I would be very greatful" the long winded explination is ended in a rasp. It seems the person has some sort of alignment.
(EDIT at GM approval)
Nori followed the trio of maids to the meeting hall of the fortress, the projection of following closely behind. It was certainly a grande hall, Nori would admit that. Though the dressings were alien to the rabbit, and their effect was some what wasted on them. Nori eyed a small woman, blonde and clad in armor. That should be the captain, if apperances are anything to go by.
The approval to approach her was all the rabbit needed, and they quickly closed the distance. "Pardon my intrusion captain Danbalion. I am Nori Ito, vassal to the witch-knight Merillia. Mistress Merillia is concerned with the situation and sent me in her place to evaluate the situation." They whisper, bowing as silvery ears flop. Ears of their kind seem to do that a lot. "I humbly ask that you provide me and the projection of my master the opportunity to explain our presence here at this time."
ok. I'm going to pop in here because I had asked about this before:
A neighboring country is specifically french themed.
Secondly, there is a big difference between a person knowing a language from a neighboring country vs knowing colloquialisms from half a world away.
I think you and me, as English speakers, would be a bit surprised if I suddenly busted out my rich repository of Swahili slang terms. I mean seriously brother, do we have to bust out the bomba bomboms before things get rasmi here? Cause I just want things hamna noma man.
Gillian

"You needn't apologize your highness." Gillian says in a still slightly appreciative tone. "I've long made peace with what happened to my former home." He shrugs slightly as Bethany examines his arm. "It would be like apologizing for a windstorm that swept through the region. You've only so much control on the primal and rabid elements of nature, orcs among the most vile of that lot."

Gillian stayed quiet as Bethany made her examination, listening as carefully as possible. "hm." He says as she makes her claim. He was not overly surprised. Suspicions on the origin of the arm had been thrown about by some of his own sources, though they lacked the depth of knowledge to confirm it. "Given that the maker has such....unique qualities, do you think you'd be able to use divination to locate them? Or atleast might you have an idea of how to...replace it with its former self."
Raiehdays and VitaVitaAR.
The princess scene is where some other characters are currently tied up. not literally, just narratively they've no reason to leave yet IIRC?
I'm just waiting on rain/VV with Nori/Gillian scenes >:3
Nori

"I apologize." The rabbit eared person rasped, standing up slowly. She adjusts her choker for a moment before hopping down, ears flopping forcefully down into their face for a moment as they land. They bow to the gathered group in a formal, but unfamiliar, fashion. If they were taught courtly manners, it certainly wasn't of the local variety. "I am the vassal of the witch-knight Merlilia, who currently resides as an emissary of the order in Akitsushima." They say as they right themselves.
"Please forgive the noise and mess. An unfortunate side effect of teleportation magic. To be brief, my master has become concerned with matters of your lands and sent me to recon the area and provide aid if necessary." The rabbit turns to Beatrice regarding her for a moment, before bowing again. "She sends her apologizes for not attending to this matter herself. She is currently dealing with domestic issues." They rasp, not wanting to clarify on exactly what that entailed. "I look forward to working with you Captain Fanlily"
Nori Ito

The air in the kitchen suddenly crackled with a faint electricity, as if suddenly beset by an unseen force. It started slow at first, a faint white mist of loose flour wafting upwards by an intrusive air current. Warm swirling air began to concentrate at the center of the room, where a small work table sat, picking up momentum as the pace quickened. A faint hum began eminating from the small windstorms center and soon small blue sparks bounced from the disturbance, only to sputter out a few inches away.

Sparks soon became more frequent, and the wind picked up further, loose flour from all ages past now clouding in air in a frenzy. The world table now obfuscated by the growing typhoon that had taken control of the kitchen. And then, as the windstorm reached the peak of its violence, a final brilliant spark burst through the flour fog followed by a deafening crack of thunder that rang throughout Candaeln like the scream of a war god. As the final echos of the crack rang in the ears of those unfortunate enough to have been close, the wind died as quickly as it was born. And there, on the world table, a small figure sat. They dressed in an alien fashion, baggy simple robes loosely hanging from their figure instead of the tailored form hugging fashions of Thaln and its neighbors. An odd weapon, almost saber like, sat in its sheath next to her. A glimmering green stone tightly clung to her neck, hidding an angry scare which had only just began to fade with age. “Good evening” the figure says to the three maids it just disturbed, a raspy whisper like voice coming from the ornament. “This is the place known as Candaeln correct?” they asked, a pair of silver floppy rabbit like ears suddenly lifting themselves to an alert position, twitching slightly.

Woo! Also, I will not be in the discord while im smoking hookah (which is most of the day) since the current builds for linux (crunchbang in particular) do not work. even browser sadly :(
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