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There we go, Ashara is in the Throne Room too~
I guess that just leaves ... Vae? Or did I miss someone else?

Also, SubjectVision.
1. Did you read any of the already approved character sheets? Just asking, since Alteir's personality is very similar to Ashara's. I don't mind, having some more well-mannered people around is always nice, but just curious if you were aware or not.
2. Your 'Creator Information' doesn't really add up, to me at least. If Epur paid someone else to make his NPC for him, the he isn't the Creator, he would simply be the "owner" of her. It'd be the person who programmed her who is the actual 'creator', and unless said person was also a member of Bandersnatch, Alteir would actually be an "adopted" MPC. I don't mind this either, it's an interesting idea, but I feel it might be wrong to credit EPur as her creator, when he in fact, didn't create her.

That's all, now to sleep for the whole afternoon.
Once Lizzie-poo their lizard-friend took care of the campfire, and Druid Girl had checked to make sure neither she nor either of the other two had left anything behind, they were off. Walking back along the same way they had came here, it wouldn't take much time to get back to town. Still, the sun was setting and getting dangerously close to sinking below the horizon - still, barring a sudden ambush by bears or bandits, they should be able to get back in time.

The Great Red One then asked a curious question, one that caused the druid's eyes to grow slightly bigger and a confused expression to spread across her face. Had he never given a report before? Was this his very first quest? But he was such a capable warrior though... Surely he was jokibng? No, he didn't seem the type to do so. No, he was the overly serious type it seemed, and so, this too was a serious question. Druid Girl smiled at the prospect of being able to teach him something in return for his help and tips earlier - even if she did know what kind of firewood worked best, given her own training...

"Well, once we get back, we go to the front desk and tell them we've completed the quest. We give them the document, and then we'll go to a meeting room with a guild official and a Truth Seeker. We'll give a brief re-telling of all the major events that happened and answer any question they might have." She explained, before adding on - with a raised finger. "Oh, and don't try to lie or dodge any of their inquiries, Seekers can tell if you're lying, so there's no point in trying. Not that we've got any reason to lie in the first place, but just in case you didn't know, Big Red." She said, attempting to give the lizard a new nickname.
Mmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrh...

Standing in the elevator, tails lazily swaying from side to side, Ashara stood with crossed arms, looking at her own stretched out hand - apparently examening her fingers. She disliked these elevator-things. They were noisy, cramped and lacked grace. Sure, they were efficient and practical, no doubt, but such pragmatic things belonged to the aesthetically challenged Chapter Keeper of The Factory and his underlings. It certainly wasn't a tool she used when performing her duties normally, prefering instead to walk and move her own feet and body.

Still, once the elevator reached the destination, the doors slid open and the fox-girl was all too happy to get out of the enclosed, vertical-moving carriage. Giving herself a proper once over, checking that her tails, ears and clothes were all clean and tidy, she strode forward with light steps, the bells around her feet jingling as usual with each step.

Entering the throne room proper, she found that most of the other important people in the chateau had already gathered. Some folk were still missing, but by most accounts, she would have been one of the latest to arrive. There were the Chapter Keepers, some of the Area Keepers and even some higher-ranking minions present. Sitting at the end of the chamber, upon a throne as black as black could be, was one of the young masters himself, accompanied - or perhaps more specifically, surrounded by - the rather eccentric Chapter Keeper of floor six. Ashara didn't care much for the display of ugly devices obstructing the view of their master, nor their mere presence marring the otherwise splendor of the throne room. Still, Lord Rodias did not seem to have reprimanded her for this, so perhaps he enjoyed it?

Regardless, proper etiquette and form was necessary when taking part in something important and grand like this. As such, she had not stopped while thinking of these things, but merely kept walking at her slow and elegant pace - before reaching a suitable distance from her sire. A bit further back than most of the other Chapter Keepers, as they were her superiors and deserved the honor of being closer to the Supreme Ones.

Sitting down on her shins and knees, Ashara bowed slowly and gracefully towards the Sable Throne and its occupant, lifting her head only after an appropriate amount of time had passed to show her fealty and reverence.

"I, Ashara Mamamune, of the Shadowtower Shrine, have answered your call and am at your disposal, my young master Rodias." She said with warm eyes and a light smile.

She didn't show it outwardly, but she was a bit curious as to why this sudeen summons had come about... And why Lord Rodias was the only one present. Lady Deka_Ribbon was nowhere to be seen, just as always... How long had it been now since she last showed herself? ... Come to think of it, the view outside the throne room windows looked... Different... Somehow...
So, who wants the first hug? xD.

I hear Mamoru likes those.
Awww, I'm sorry. Didn't mean to force you to limit yourself to just your phone. :<
Suppose I could just copy+paste your posts into the text-box in the reply-section and read it like that, it won't copy the color so that should be fine.
Thank you very much, Enkrypt. I really appreciate it. :)
Hmm, I was going to wait for Katri to show up at the Throne Room before Ashara did - for no particular reason other than having Ashara be close-to-the-last person to arrive.. Eh, I'll wait a bit longer, the week's only just begun.
Enkrypt, could I ask you for a favor? Could you please consider changing the color of your text in the IC? It's really hard on my eyes - and they're pretty bad to begin with as is. :<
So, everyone's in the Throne Room?

Nope, Asara hasn't gotten there yet. She's still walking to it at er own pace.
"...dy ...une...?"

"...ady... M...une...?"

"Lady Masamune!"

Third time's the charm, and with the familiar voice's volume raised, a soft and light yawn escaped the mouth of the woman on the bed. The bed, which was a circular-shaped matress and covered with a thin, but very luxurious-looking, silk sheet of a regal red color. Under said sheet lay the woman who was being spoken to, the sheet snuggly aroudn her form and showcasing her rather curvy and alluring physique, with her snow-white hair cascading down across her shoulders and over her rather most-certainly bare chest - conveniently covering any bits that shouldn't be seen by others. With a pair of fluffy fox-ears on her head, which twitched at the sound of the voice, and eyes that slowly opened to reveal a pair of amethyst-colored eyes that lazily looked about the room, this wa the typical morning for the mistress of the Shadowtower Shrine, Ashara Masamune.

Sitting up on the bed, with some effort in steadying herself, a burst of white shot out from underneath and behind her, revealing the nine tails of the fox-spirit as they swayed and danced behind her back as she sat on the bed and looked about. Next to the bed, with arms held at her waist and a grumpy expression on her face, was a familiar sight - the none-too-imaginatively named Mikoto, dressed in her miko-garb. She was a fox-girl too, albeit with only three tails, and golden -blondehair and fur instead of white. Her eyes were also red as rubies, but oherwise, except for a slimmer build and smaller bust, she could have passed for Ashara's little sister - which to some degree, she also was.

"Ah, good morning Mikoto." Ashara said sleepily with a soft smile.
"Don't you 'good morning' me, Lady Masamune! Jeez, do you even know what time it is?"
"Hm.... Dawn, maybe...?"
"No, wrong. It's late! And worse yet, you've been summoned to the Lord's Chambers! A butler just stopped by and delivered the summons to us."
"Oh, I see... Well, what's for breakfast then?"
"... What?"
"Breakfast? The meal you eat in the mroning?"
"I KNOW WHAT BREAKFAST IS! I'm ASKING WHY YOU'RE WORRIED ABOUT THAT?!"
"So loud, Mikoto... I can't very well go see the Lords on an empty stomach, now can I? A rumbling belly and weary visage would be most unbecoming."
"Now see here..." Mikoto began, but stopped as Ashara slid off the bed, in all her absence-of-any-undergarment glory, and walked over the other fox, giving her a warm embrace.
"Come, let us eat something together."

Out through a pair of sliding, paper-windowed doors, the two then went, into a slightly larger room that appeared to be a common-section. There wasn't much here, save for some stools, a knee-high table, some vandles and lanterns and a few other things like benches, stands and small decorations of flowers and the like. Somehow now dressed in her trademark outfit, Ashara sat down at the table, joined by a red-faced Mikoto (who's tails were still wagging).

"Say, Mikoto..."
"Y-yes, what is it?"
"HAve you noticed something this morning?"
"Noticed, what exactly, my lady?"
"How do I put it... The air in the shrine feels... Off, somehow."
"Off? Ah, you mean that it's a bit chillier than usual?"
"Is that what it is? I wonder..."
"Maybe it's just a bit colder than usual today?"
"Perhaps..."

As the two discussed, a pair of new-arrivals entered from the door on the opposite end of the room. These two, also drssed as shrine maidens, were a pair of catws, with two tails each. They had small wooden trays in their hands, with various small plates of food, mostly very light things. Placing them down infront of the foxes, they bowed politely and left the area, leaving the two vulpine women to eat in peace. A quiet meal was had, eaten with chopsticks and in relative silence, with only the occasional clinking when the wooden utensils hit the poecelain. After their meal, hands were clappd, food was thanked and then the two rose to leave.

Going out the same door the cat-girls had come and gone through, they stepped out onto the porch of the shrine. Here, one could finally see the Shadowtower Shrine and all the grounds. The shrine itself was a medium-sized, wooden building of clearly japanese design, and the courtyard was paved with stone tiles, while still keeping patches of grass in secluded sections. There were things like a small coy-pond, a japanese water-fountain, a drying rack for laundry and other such small, niche things strewn about. To the south was the large, red tori-gate, which one had to reach by ascending the winding, narrow-stpped staircase that spanned most of the length of the tower itself. The area around the shrine though, which lay on a pillar-like plateau inside the towrr, was dark and almost reminded one of a starless night. With the exception of the many paper lanterns that lit the courtyard and sides of the buildings - the shrine and the detachment quarters for the other girls - the only other light came from the lazy, docile ghosts and spirits that floated about in the air like aimless balloons. It was a very calm and quiet place,w ith only the pitter-patter of wooden sandals breaking the quiet stillness.

In the yard, many monster-girls milled about, doing various chores, from sweeping to gardening to laundry to carrying items. Ashara smiled softly at the sight - it really looked like just another peaceful day in the Chateau. However, a hand on her shoulder soon brought her attention back to the present, as she turned to look at a worried Mikoto.

"My lady, the summons..."
"Ah, yes of course. Shall we go then?"
"... My lady..."
"Hm, what's the matter?"
"... The summons were only for those in the castle who are above level 40..."
"... What...?"

Ashara's usually calm and serene face was gentuinely surprised. A look of both bewilderment and contemplation washed across the fox-girl's face. What was this all of a sudden? Not only was it rare for the Wandering Executioner to be summoned to the Throne Room of the Lords, but now the call for was only for those of higher strength throughout the entire castle? Mikoto was no slouch, being the highest-level miko at the shrine (at level 35), but for her not to be called alongside Ashara? This was no summons by Lady Deka_Ribbon, that was for sure. Honestly though, that should have been clear from the start - Lady Deka_Ribbon wouldn't have called them away from the shrine, she would have just popped on over herself and visited instead. Perhaps it wasn't just the air feeling colder that was off today after all...

"Mikoto, I'm going then, to answer the calls of our Lords."
"Yes, good luck and please be careful on your way."

Though she would have normally taken the time to walk down the staircase, this seemed urgent enough to warrant her concern. Also, given that she'd spend time eating breakfast, it might be a good idea to - for once - try and get about a little faster. As such, the nine-tailed fox-lady walked on across the courtyard, to a much smaller tori-gate (that was blue in color) on the eastern edge of the grounds. Sighing, she stepped on through - and as she did, her body burst into cherry blossom petals in a very cliché fashion, complete with the sound of multiple ringing bells.

...

In the next moment, she was now standing in the foyer of the castle's ground floor. That teleport was something Deka_Ribbon had installed for those who didn't want to climb the stairs all the way down again. The catch, however, was that only people with sufficient mana pools could use it - as the gate used the character's MP to translocate them. And it wasn't cheap. For Ashara, use of this one-way teleport cost almost 80% of her total mana, meaning she could only make use of it as long as she had max MP. Still, it was a quick - though inelegant - way of getting to the bottom of the chateau fast.

Looking around at the Bone Butlers, hurriedly milling about and moving their skeletal bodies in a frantic race, she continued on her way, walking elegantly and unrushed towards the first Chapter. Each step she took caused the bells around her ankles to jungle slightly, and her straight and proper posture made it look like she was gliding across the floor, rather than walking. Still, she likely wouldn't be the first tor each the Climax Hour, but hopefully she wouldn't be the last either.
WIll post as soon as I get back home from buying some lunch. Wooh~

EDIT:

Long, fluffy introductory post. I will strive to keep them shorter in the future.
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