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In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Askel Camila

Location: Grand Ballroom
Attire: Starry Night Attire
Interactions @CitrusArms Stratya @Infinite Cosmos Munir

The relief that Askel felt to know that he was facing away from Stratya and Munir when she asked him that question was overwhelming for his cheeks had taken on a hue similar to his hair. He did not need to face her to know that she bore an evil grin because she could not be oblivious to the fact that a member of Ranya's family was standing right next to her. It was even likely that Munir was even one of her many protective brothers, not that she would know.

In some ways, it would have been easier to just come out with it and tell Munir that he and his sister were pursuing each other though it would have been abrupt. It certainly would have been unfair to Munir to lay it all on him. Ranya wanted to be the one to tell them when she was ready and above all else he wanted to respect her wishes.

"I'm not sure who you are referring to," said the prince. "I'm simply enjoying the pleasing countenance of so many women tonight. It is just that some are more... striking."

Askel turned around with two more plates in hand, this time with handsome sausages and a side of finely shredded cabbage with a sour smell. "Sauerkraut is cabbage fermented in salt, a condiment we use to cut through the flavors of fat and meat. It pairs perfectlh with sausage." He flashed Stratya a cheeky grin. "Not blood sausage, to your relief. I imagine it would offend the senses of most here. No, just your typical fair of bratwurst."

He chuckled and then with a playful grin said, "Now if we had some Varian ale then we'd have a real party but alas the trifecta cannot be completed. I guess I'd just have to invite you two for an authentic Varian beer hall experience when this is over."
In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Nolan Edwards

Location: Grand Ballroom
Attire: Attire: Starry Night Attire
Interactions:@Lava Alckon Drake @princess Gideon


Nolan stood there silently listening to his father's reassurances knowing full well that the man was struggling himself. The incident at the tavern and now the blatant murder of the queen must have weighed heavily on his mind jusy as much as it weighed on Nolan's. All he wanted to be for the man that he could proudly call father was to be a as much of a pillar of support for the duke as much as he was for him.

"That goes without saying. I won't let anything happen to them." Nolan affirmed with a solemn expression. Never again he would let anything happen to his siblings. The way he rushed to see them when he first learned of the incident and the fear that battered his heart was never to be repeated again.

As if thinking about his siblings would will their presence into being, Nolan turned his head in response to someone grabbing his shoulder. A light relief washed over him to see that Drake was up and in good spirits.

When asked about the party. Nolan shrugged with indifference. "By the looks of it, some cultural exchanges between foreign delegates but nothing of note yet." If they were lucky then it would stay that way.

Nolan eyed his brother, scanning him from head to to. A teasing smirk cracked along his face. "I'm surprised that Lady Thea is not attached to your hip. Imagine my shock to learn that you had actually gotten the courage to court her. One of the planets must be in retrograde."
In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Askel Camila

Location: Grand Ballroom
Attire: Starry Night Attire
Interactions: @CitrusArms Stratya @Infinite Cosmos Munir
Mentions:@Tae Ranya

Askel maintained his ever friendly smile though he could not deny the tinge of disappointment that tugged at him in response to Munir's careless assessment. It failed to surprise him, of course. The Shehzade was not the first to be sheltered by their own country's strife and he certainly woule not be the last. However, he held no resentment towards him. Perhaps if the opportunity presented itself Munir would see his point of view. That was the hope he held for a member of his beloved's family.

Stratya though had a much more darker tone with him, friendly as she tried to be. One of these days they needed to sit down in a quiet place with some drinks and share their tales of woe.

"Perhaps a proper talk of our respective journies would be welcomed, under more appropriate circumstances. You would be welcomed too of course Munir." Askel suggested with a polite smile.

That polite smile would turn into one of great satisfaction.

"Stratya is correct, it's something that you can only get in the north. Lingonberries are a delicacy that can only be found in the northern mosy regions." He explained like the proud ambassador of his country. "We typically eat it with meat and savory foods, typically meatballs or what some would call a blood sausage but we do eat it on bread and with oatmeal too."

As he gave his brief lecture, his eyes for the briefest of moments caught a flash of chartreuse that found his violet eyes. For just that moment he had caught her stealing a glance of his figure, a gesture that made his heart race and a light blush bloom across his cheeks. For that moment he shared with her a smile, brief as it was, that reached his eyes filled with yearning.

Casually he turned away to break his line of sight of her. His attention was partially brought back to the Varian table. The rest was filled with thoughts of her.
"But as a proud resident from Breoven, I would be remiss to not talk about our bratwurst and sauerkraut, sausage and fermented cabbage. The prince stated as he began to plate up more food.
In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Magnus Pawonska

Location: Grand Ballroom
Attire: Attire: Starry Night Attire
Interactions: @Redking0380 Fareed @Lava Alckon Farim @princess Anastasia


Not even a response from the tall man. Well, they would probably be talking in circles anyway.

Magnus just stood there sipping his wine, not particularly sure how or if he even wanted to prolong the conversation between him and this severe stranger. However, his gaze followed the man's and noticed a pair was heading towards their direction. Wasn't that one of the Shehzades and was he escorting the princess of Caesonia? They seemed very familiar, for lack of a better word, and not by casual passing though he was not one to make assumptions about relationships or make it his business.

At least the Shehzade was much more pleasant. Magnus returned his bow with an elegance that betrayed his large form. "Not at all. Your presence is most welcome."

The only thing he could was to just stand there and silently watched as the two cousins interacted. So, the man he's been talking too was named Fareed. He seemed very much like a busy body, poking his nose into his family's personal lives though to a degree he was correct to do so. They were royalty; relationships that they chose and cultivated had to be vetted lest a snake would be invited into their midst. Still, he could only imagine how much his own sisters would hate him if he were to hover around them so.

Magnus glanced down at Farim's hand and took it for a firm handshake, sporting a polite smile. "Lord Magus Pawonska of Irinaburg, a town in the Brustad region of Varian. If I heard the herald correctly, you are Shehzade Farim. A pleasure to meet you." He shifted his gaze down at the princess and then bowed to her. "It is lovely to meet you too, your highness."

He offered her a kind smile. Magnus had wanted to offer her his condolences for the execution of her mother, but there were too many prying eyes and ears. Expressing sympathies for the death of a witch even if she were her mother would have drawn unnecessary attention to himself and by extension his family. People talk and rumors spread like plagues, so the best he could offer her was that smile and hoped that the princess could read that much into such an unassuming expression.

"I hope you both are finding this night agreeable. I must say, it is an impressive sight; it's comparable to Brenoven Castle." Magnus stated with a general sweeping motion of his hand.
In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Askel Camila

Location: Grand Ballroom
Attire: Starry Night Attire
Interactions @CitrusArms Stratya @Infinite Cosmos Munir
Mentions: n/a


A look of realization dawned upon his face when he realized that he had indeed excluded the knight-captain. "Oh!" Askel exclaimed before he turned his focus to his friend. "My apologies Stratya, I had no intention of leaving you out of the conversation; it is not often that I get to use my Gazalian." Now it was his turn to give her a sheepish, apologetic smile.

"But yes, she is correct. Just a sip of wine or water would do the trick. Now, let's continue."

His gaze searched the table's contents of his regional foods. Since Munir politely refused the gravlax, perhaps cured foods were not an option though were plenty of options. In fact, the sight of something familiar caused a small smile to crawl along Askel's lips.

"To answer your question, I resided in Alidasht for quite some time and as a consequence I learned from the Gazali locals." Askel had not turned around to answer him as he grabbed a pair of plates and began to plate their samples. "I've told Stratya this, but when I was knighted, I decided that I needed to experience the world away from the shelter that my title as prince afforded me. So, I ventured and I learned. I learned a lot." He chuckled and yet it was oddly humorless.

There was no ill-placed grandeur in his tone or any sense of gravitas or self-importance. He did not speak down on fellow knights or even other royals. Askel spoke with a genuineness only found in someone that believed in the purpose of his being.

He turned his head back to look back at Munir with a halfcocked grin. "Of your kingdom's many languages, I am most well-versed in Gazali. I can engage in polite conversation in Saharan and Haratese, but Kimoonese and Sakuran... Well, I can get by."

Askel swung around and held out the two plates. "This perhaps may be more agreeable with you. I am certain that you will find this enjoyable too, Stratya." In his hands he held two plates filled with cuts of red meat garnished with a dark purple jelly and on the side were potato pancakes fried to golden crispy perfection. On the side was a neat pile of sliced pickled beets. "In Varian we pair Lingonberries, a kind of berry that grows in our kingdom, with various dishes. By the looks of it, venison."
In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Askel Camila

Location: Grand Ballroom
Attire: Starry Night Attire
Interactions @CitrusArms Stratya @Infinite Cosmos Munir
Mentions: @AuthenticTomb Sylvia @Tae Ranya


A satisfied grin stretched along his face. While Askel appreciated and enjoyed the various cuisines that he was able to sample while he journeyed abroad, his pride as a Varian could not be suppressed when seeing someone appreciate his country's cuisine. At least someone had some taste to appreciate it, even when it was unceremoniously placed on a plain wooden table.

Askel read that flat expression and flashed her a forgiving smile. It was not her own fault, but it certainly must have done nothing to quell the embarrassment of her own king treating his guests so lowly. He would have responded, but his attention was pulled to the herald's announcement.

Introducing Suna’s Chosen, Holy Princess of Alidasht, Shehzadi Ranya al-Kadir, and the Grand Vizier Hafiz al-Kadir.

Holy Princess? Suna's Chosen?

Askel's gaze solely focused on her and only her, draped in a sari as blue as the sky and gold that shimmered like beams of sunlight. Even with that veil covering her face he would always be able to recognize her. He could hear the drumming of his heart pounding in his ears, longing to hold her as he did the night before, but he knew her uncle was here, waiting for a moment of weakness. All he could was just stand there and wait for their moment for there was certainly plenty to talk about.

His eyes trailed her as she made her way across the room to... his sister? Oh, oh no.

As much as he wanted to run over and make sure that her chatterbox of a sister didn't tell Ranya every embarrassing secret bound to his soul, a veiled man approached him and Stratya and judging by the knight-captain's confusion, she did not know him even when he knew her. And then he introduced himself as Munir Al Kadir.

Kadir. A member of Ranya's family? Was this man one of her brothers?

Askel reciprocated the Shehzade's bow with his own and in Gazalian said, "My humblest greetings Shehzade Munir. I am Askel Camila, prince of Varian and its loyal knight, but please, call me Askel." A polite smile graced his lips. "It would be my pleasure to guide you through my kingdom's cuisine. In fact, I was just guiding Captain Durmand. Oh, uh, speaking of which, may I suggest a palate cleanse before we continue?"
In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Magnus Pawonska

Location: Grand Ballroom
Attire: Attire: Starry Night Attire
Interactions: @Redking0380 Fareed


Magnus choked from the contents of his glass in response to Fareed. His fist pounded against his chest like a deep bassy drum.

"That's a bit of an escalation!" He cried out in protest. Heavens above, he was fine with her dancing along with some potential suitors and maybe grow more into herself, not shack up with the first man she spoke to. He trusted her not to be charmed by a rake that spoke with honeyed words... But she had a tendency to fall for characters from novels, princely, charming characters to be precise, and she was blushing.

Oh, oh no.

On one hand, she's a grown woman and he wanted to respect her agency. On the other hand, if this man was playing with her feelings, he would twist his head off from his neck. Life was too short for her heart to be played by some random playboy!

But he couldn't do that to her. He sighed and folded his arms with a sour expression on his face. "It's less that I am carefree and more that I wish not to interfere in her life. So, for now, I am standing by the sides."
In Pokémon: Start → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


@PlatinumSkink




This has been an enlightening experience though it was a borderline unpleasant experience to suddenly have his brain flooded with information as if it was just dormant knowledge that needed to be dug up. However, it was reassuring to know that whatever was going on with the kid that were not making progress though he worried for her regardless. Even if they were going off an incorrect assumption, she was still being held against his will.

And then there were the avenues of becoming stronger. So, they were not on the wrong track to find a more experienced trainer to help them. As tempting as it was to seek out these Pokemon, they may not even give him the time of day if they deemed him too weak.

Basil looked back at Anise. "Do you have anything you want to ask?"
In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Nolan Edwards

Location: Grand Ballroom
Attire: Attire: Starry Night Attire
Interactions: @princess Gideon


The cold mask that Nolan wore gave way once Duke Gideon was once in his orbit, regarding his adoptive father with a warm smile that was reserved for a select few within his family and a few trusted friends. Gideon was calming presence; there was never a moment where he did not feel safe around him. He nurtured him, guided him, and protected him when he felt so small and vulnerable. There was not a person he wished to make proud more than him, save for his late parents of course.

Nolan gave him an appreciative nod. "Thank you, father." Though he called him that with ease now, it had not always been the case. How many years did it take before he felt comfortable enough to call him that? Before it was 'Duke Edwards' or 'my lord' or 'my grace,' even at his behest and encouragement to call him father. Even now, a part of him still him felt the need to call him by his title from reflex

His eyes scanned the room, watching people dance, drink, and feast. Many faces, some familiar, but many foreign to him were scattered about. He chuckled dryly. "I'm not even sure who I would even begin to approach or what I would even say. I imagine small talk with me must feel like a hostage negotiation for all parties, including myself."

Nolan pressed the glass to his lips as he took a kiss when the memory of his latest humiliation played through his mind. His cheeks took on a slight blush though it was certainly not because of the alcohol. "Or maybe I'll just put my foot in my mouth again and make a right fool of myself," He murmured.

"Will Drake and Ariella be joining us this evening?"
In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Askel Camila

Location: Grand Ballroom
Attire: Starry Night Attire
Interactions @CitrusArms Stratya


Salt, sweet, and savory with as slight bit of acid from the reduction. Askel gave the server a polite nod of approval. "Thank you very much."

The prince brought his focus to his friend and gave her a smile with relief filling his chest that she was able to put on a strong front. "Perhaps it's my bias, but as an ambassador of Varian culture, I insist that we start with the Varian table." His arm made a sweeping motion to the various cuisine of his kingdom.

"Let's start with the gravlax," Askel had grabbed a piece of toasted rye bread before coating a side with a mustard-dill sauce before placing some slices of cured salmon crusted with peppercorn and dill that glistened in the light. He handed one to her and kept one for himself. "Traditionally, gravlax is raw salmon cured in salt, sugar, and dill and paired with hovmästarsås, a mustard-dill sauce." Askel took a bite and glanced back at the spread.

It had not escaped Askel's notice the table that held his kingdom's cuisine was not up the same standard to the table that held Caesonia's regional foods and neither were the receptacles and the serving cutlery. They were much plainer, pedestrian, by comparison. One would imagine that as a prince of the nation he would have held great offense, but instead, he looked quite amused with this attempt at a slight. Askel had travelled through Caesonia, he knew whose backs Caesonia's table was built upon and what it cost them. It was a short-sighted boast from a self-absorbed, insufferable king.

Varian's table, modest as it was, hardly registered as a slight especially when it came from King Edin. To take an insult would give a man like Edin power over him and he refused to give that man a lick of satisfaction. In fact, it was almost flattering that he felt so threatened by Varian that he felt the need to diminish them. It was an admission not from words, but from action.

But now was not the time for incendiary remarks.

"Is it to your satisfaction?" Askel asked.
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