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@OfWindAndRain

Yes that would be great, I have some things going to happen there.
@OfWindAndRain

Hey I won't be on tomorrow til later in the afternoon. I have appointments in the morning. Did I give you enough to go on in that post?
Darric Stone




Darric had made a decision. He was taking Paige and they were going to go on the honeymoon they never got to take. He hadn't decided yet how long it would be. He just knew that they needed time to regroup, heal and reconnect the way that they should be. He had already packed the car. Putting the envelope with the letter to Blaque and the extra set of keys on Blaque's desk he closed the door and walked towards medical. Darric picked up the bag of medicine that Mike had given him and shoved it into his pocket. Pulling the tickets out he showed Paige and smiled. "Ready baby?" Paige was near tears. They were really going to go away together.

"Finally, we can tell people that we are married." Darric chuckled at her comment.

"If you want you can shout it off of the roof top. I however, am taking you to a caribbean island for at least six weeks or maybe six months." He helped her get off of the bed and slipped her shoes on and they walked slowly out of the bar's back entrance.

Whenever Blaque reads the letter it says

Hey Blaque,

I've decided that Paige and I need some time away. She needs to physically and emotionally heal. Me? Well I need to take some time off and be with my wife. We never even got a honeymoon so that is what we are going to do. Honestly, I'm not sure if we'll be back or not but I'll let you know when we get back into the country. Be safe and make them pay!

Darric


@King Tai@Necrophage@FantasyChic@Vashonn@RumikoOhara@pugbutter@t2wave
Princess Aliyeh


King Farzan sat on his throne taking visitors and giving advice or help as needed. He was a man of average build and size, still fairly muscled and in decent shape. He was wearing his traditional day robes over pants and a typical shirt threaded in gold with many colorful details on it. Upon his head he wore a smaller crown without jewel adornment.

The king was in his mid forties worrying about his eldest daughter's health and his youngest's manners. Queen Gohan had been spanking their youngest daughter for her mouth when he passed the room she was in. That one was a little hellion he thought as he covered a sly smile with his hand and he nodded at the gift that was delivered of sweets as a woman bowed to him.

Hearing the door open loudly as it slammed into the wall he looked up to see a large blond warrior enter the room. He noticed he was not sporting his biggest and most deadly weapons so he was here peacefully. Farzan smiled and sat up straighter.

“Wulfric Sundberg, I am, from the settlement Norvegr. I come as a pilgrim on the Path of Jormundyr.”

"Welcome Wulfric Sundberg! I am glad to have you here at Montemshaven. I expect you will come to the party tonight in honor of my daughter Avand. It's her twenty first birthday and there will be dancing and food and meed and lots of joy. Please come and celebrate with us."



Aliyeh was looking at her clothes for the evening and she was not very happy with her mother's choice. Her mother had chosen the traditional robes that went to the floor. Everything was bright and covered nearly every part of her. She knew her mother would not be happy about her choice, but it was a party and she wanted not to burn up from heat exhaustion. She called her maid.

"Mahta, please put these away I'm going to dance tonight. I'll be wearing the Blue Bedlah instead. Please lay out the jewels to match." Her maid ran to make the changes all the while wondering what the queen would say.

A few moments later Aliyeh sunk into a large brass tub of water and scrubbed herself clean. She couldn't help but remember the warrior with the creepy stare and it sent a warning shiver up her spine. She couldn't help that his stare had made her feel, dirty somehow. Getting out of the brass tub she quickly dried off and began brushing her hair. A few moments later she was dressed.

Aliyeh had chosen the Blue bedlah with the vertical slits down the side of the flowing sapphire blue skirt. It was sewn with golden threads and beading the hip belt was adorned with golden chains slung from one hip to the other both in the front and the back. It would emphasize her shape and it would jingle and tease as she danced. It sat low on her hips leaving her midriff bare to well below her belly button. She thought it was very sexy as she moved in it.

The top was adorned with beads in blue and gold. She wore a choker that was both gold and blue in color but it was only about an inch wide all the way around. She had earrings that dangled about an inch or so lower than her earlobes and they matched it perfectly. After attaching her sheer sleeves that hooked around her middle finger she slipped her blue dancing slippers on and let Mahta finish her makeup.

Aliyeh looked at her image and frowned. Her hair was not right. She pulled it up into a pony tail and fastened it. Next she added the veil that would cover her face. It would be sheer enough to see through on both sides but it kept the convention of being covered if you weren't married. That and her mother had not seen this latest outfit of hers. It was likely she wouldn't recognize her right off til she got close to her.

Standing up and twirling she looked at Mahta and smiled. "This is perfect. For once I get to look the way I want to."

Doing her best to avoid her mother she sent Mahta with messages as needed. Her mother was so busy with her sisters she barely noticed that Aliyeh was avoiding her. People started gathering in the great hall. Food and meed were to be served all night and there was plenty of music. The king and queen were sitting with her sister Avand who was looking very pale to Aliyeh. She was obviously ill but she wanted to be here as the others did. Aliyeh searched the hall for Aysa. She saw her getting into the desert pastries and her eyes caught sight of her mother grabbing the child by the hair and yanking the pastry from her and swatting her on the butt as she maneuvered her to where the rest of them sat.

Mahti delivered a written message to the sickly princess who smiled and looked up at the dance floor. Mahti cued the musicians and the music started. Aliyeh moved out of the corner where she was hiding and slid into the room's middle and began to dance. Her hips moved to the rhythm of the music and when the music became faster so did her hips. The dance had some exaggerated movements to it and she managed them perfectly.

Aliyeh had decided to dance for her sister because she herself had not been well enough to dance in over a year. Out of respect she had kept her dancing practices away from her sister so as not to upset her. They both had been avid dancers and loved it so very much. Aliyeh put all her heart into this dance for Avand. The veil was working quite well as her mother had not figured out who was dancing yet, only Avand knew who it was. After a few minutes a couple more dancers joined Aliyeh on the floor and jumped right in and soon there was a large group of dancers and Aliyeh could mix into the background again. Leaving the back of the group she walked to one of the tables and got something cold to drink. She was careful to not let her veil go up lest her mother figure her out too early.

@ofwindandrain


Persian words and their meanings


Costume. ... The costume most commonly associated with belly dance is the 'bedlah' (Arabic: بدلة‎‎; literally "suit") style, which typically includes a fitted top or bra, a fitted hip belt, and a full-length skirt or harem pants.

Pashak. ...cotton candy

Baklava. ...pastry
Thats ok. I am figuring her out too. I'll reply in the a.m. I am not feeling well right now.

@King Tai

Our power came back on so I am good!!!!!
Princess Aliyeh


A salve was swiftly handed to Aliyeh to give to her mother for Avand. Racing to the bedroom her sister was in she gave it to her mother and then was hurried out of the room lest she get sick as well. If Avand didn't recover she would miss the party tonight in her honor. Aliyeh walked past the room her little sister was in and smiled as the child joined her in the hallway and grabbed her hand.

Aysa was almost always smiling. It was in her nature to always be happy. She wasn't terribly bright but she was the most perfect looking child ever born. It was often commented on by mothers with sons in her age group. There would be no trouble gaining a match for her. Glancing down at her Aliyeh turned and took her to the courtyard and set her on the swing there and gave her a push. While Aysa swung Aliyeh sat on the grass and lifted her face to the sky enjoying the sun on her face. After a few moments she felt her stomach rumbling and she pulled out her money and smiled.

"Aysa do you want to go get some pashmak (cotton candy) with me?" Chuckling as her sister skidded to a stop and ran to her to take her hand.

"I love pashmak (cotton candy). If I could eat it at every meal I would! Truly I would!" Aliyeh nodded and laughed at her sister.

"I know you would. Too bad though, if you did your teeth would all fall out."

Aysa grinned with a little conceit, "Maybe, but I'd still be beautiful even if I never smiled so you could see that I had no teeth."

Aliyeh's mouth opened wide with horrified shock at her younger sister's manners. Her eyes a twinkle, she warned her. "If mother hears you speak like that you won't have a backside to sit on for quite a long time." Aysa shrugged in childlike defiance.

Aliyeh walked up to the merchant who sold the pashak (cotton candy) and bought one for her sister and a Baklava (pastry)for herself. Urging her sister to a bench nearby they sat to eat their treats and watch the people as they passed by.

Many people were in the square today. There were warriors that caught her eye for different reasons. The first one that walked by stunk as if he hadn't bathed in a year. She quickly pinched her sister on the arm as Aysa was about to say something undoubtedly rude. It earned her a very angry expression from the child.

"Mind your manners Aysa." She said quietly. When she looked up there was a warrior across the way leering at her and she didn't feel comfortable so she pulled Aysa with her and went to speak with another vendor she knew. While moving out of the view of the warrior ogling her she accidentally bumped into the third warrior. She righted herself with his help before she could fall. When she looked up she blushed. He was very handsome and he had fair hair and a long beard that was managed into a braid.

"Please, excuse me. I-" For a moment she was speechless. She heard her younger sister go to insult the man and she clamped her hand over the child's mouth.

"Aysa! Shhh!" The child struggled against her and she focused on her unruly sister. Picking up the child she turned back to the warrior and said, "I'm so sorry."

Aliyeh quickly carried her sister who was misbehaving, in a very public meltdown at this point back to their mother. She tossed the pashak into the garbage along the way. After handing Aysa to their mother and explaining to her how her sister behaved she went into the family's living room and fell onto the couch putting her head back against the cushion. A few seconds later she heard her sister's backside getting the spanking that she deserved. A slight smile crossed her face.

Her mind reeled. Where had he come from? She didn't remember seeing him before and him she would remember. At the same time she thought about the warrior that was staring at her a bit too much and shuddered slightly. His eyes had just been devoid of kindness and that made them creepy to her. She wondered if she would see the blond warrior at the party that evening and she smiled hopeful.

@ofwindandrain


Name: Princess Aliyeh, it means Noble, highest social standing; great
Age: 19
Basic Description: Aliyeh stands at 5'5" with long dark as night hair that gracefully sways past the middle of her back. Her eyes are grey and tend to reflect as shades of blue in certain lights. She wears the typical clothing of her status for the time and she tends to be somewhat timid as most women were at that time. There is always a jewel strewn across her forehead as part of her status.

Family: Aliyeh is the second of three girls. Her older sister Avand (Vessel, proof, a throne) is two years older than Aliyeh is. Unfortunately, Avand is also somewhat weak, sickly. She has never maintained good health so the family is really counting on a good marriage for Avand or for Aliyeh to rise to the throne in her stead. Her youngest sister is 6 years old, Aysa (beautiful). There are no sons. Her parents are King Farzan (Wise) and Queen Gohar (gem or jewel).

Weapons: None
Personality: To be roleplayed
Home: Kingdom of Montemshaven
Purpose: To become the heir to the throne if her sister dies.
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