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Aion's Grand Melee

The Faith of the Pantheon invites one and all to the Dreamer's Grand Melee! Competitors will face each other across a feather-strewn field, wielding that most classic (and comfy) of weapons: the pillow. Victors will be selected by the honoured audience, not only on the merit of how many they struck down but also on such qualities as style, chivalry and their chosen armour (which must be sleepwear). Those named victorious in each category will be crowned as Aion's Champions for the day, and receive prizes donated by the most generous and talented artisans of Arx.

Those who wish to compete on the field, please submit your name to Juniper Whisper within the next two weeks, that the competitors' roll may be announced and published before the event itself. Those who wish to vote on victors, votes may be purchased at the cost of 10 economic writs per vote (for commoners) and 20 economic writs per vote (for nobility). Writs and silver may also be sent by those who cannot attend but wish to contribute. All proceeds and donations will be put towards the renovation of the Shrine of the Lost, that it may stand as an appropriate place of worship for the First and the last of the Lost: Aion, in whose dreams we live.

Date

Nov. 23, 2018, 9 p.m.

Hosted By

Juniper Aureth

Participants

Caspian Gaston Waldemai Gilroy Tesha Mirk Gianna Rinel Macda Sapphira Lore Nuala Adora Felicia Demura Carmen Kenna Terese Tabitha Reigna Harlex Sparte Esoka Gaspard Brogan Lianne Nurie Mikani Shae

Organizations

Faith of the Pantheon

Location

Arx - Ward of the Compact - Shrine of the Lost

Largesse Level

Extravagant

Comments and Log

Gianna

I'll have to plan some more jewelry around this lovely necklace I won at Aion's Grand Melee. I don't have any other neodymium, though I do have some champagne silver. I've been meaning to see about some pearls, too, so this is very fortunate. Absolutely lovely.

Esoka

I've much to write. I've been keeping clear of the Archives, for various reasons. But, I should make my entries to Vellichor about the things in my life which seem important and that I'm proud of this day. So, here is one.

I played in Aion's Grand Melee, and play seems the proper word for it. It wasn't like a sparring match or the sort of athletic game where I usually compete, and I'm not much an actress or performer. I think the audience found me amusing, though. I was voted to win a prize, and I've a pretty new set of hairpins for it. I don't really think I was the best dressed. Mostly, I just put on a lot of things other people had bought for me that weren't armor. Which is certainly more fashionable than I usually am. It was a silly, merry time spent hitting other folk with pillows to raise a bit of coin for Aion's Shrine, which is time well-spent so far as I'm concerned.

I'm very curious about Aion but know so little of Him. Which I think is fairly common. The Dream surrounds so much of our lives, so much of what the gods and beings like the First Children are. And yet, He feels unknowable. Maybe when the shrine is renovated it will encourage people, myself included, to know him better.


Caspian grins to Lore, waving to her as she departs, and then heads over to the pillow fighting ring and stands on the edge, folding his arms as he tries to look imposing. Though that's not easy when you are just wearing a bedsheet tied around your waist, it looks like he's wearing a skirt. "Good luck everyone. Don't be mad at me if I thwap you in the face a few times!"

The shrine has been transformed! Or... it has been transformed within the boundaries of what a small, humble shrine can provide. A rope ring has been staked out in the space before the altar, with benches on three sides to provide seating. Out of consideration for the weather, a number of torches and simmering braziers have been placed at strategic intervals to provide light and warmth, and the walkways, ring and standing space have all been swept clear of snow, then sprinkled with sand to provide traction against any further frosty build up. Servants from Whisper House, all wearing the smiling livery of the foremost courtier's House, circulate through the space with extra blankets, nut tarts fresh from an oven somewhere, and hot drinks to provide that little extra something.



A pair of chests are set upon the altar itself. One is opened and veritably overflowing with overstuffed pillows made of umbra and aeterna. The second holds the prizes, artistically arranged to catch the light so that all may ooh and ahh over them.



But they'd best do it quickly because Juniper is scrambling up onto a small stool provided to give the little courtier rather more height. "Excuse me! Excuse me, if you could all take your seats... or stand! I know there's not a lot of space here but this is a friendly get together, so do get close!" She draws herself up. It doesn't make her seem taller. "Welcome to the First Annual Dreamer's Grand Melee! We are all gathered here today to pay our solemn respects to Aion, to donate to the refurbishment of their shrine, and also to see a lot of people being beaten with feather pillows! Competitors, if you will join the ring and select your weapon from the rightmost chest! And will everyone else please stand as Legate Aureth begins with a prayer?"

1 Grayson House Guards, Thistleton, an elderly and devoted manservant, Terese arrive, following Macda.

Corban has left the a temporary red bench.

Reedy, a King's Own aide leaves, following Corban.

The Marquis of Blackram arrives, trailed by his cousin, and he quickly sheds his leather boots and fur-mantled cloak to reveal the soft grays of his goat wool pajamas, sleeves torn free long ago to give him the freedom of movement. Long scars poke out from under the torn fabric covering his shoulders, and his feet are rough and calloused. He's gazing around with gold-flecked eyes, the light catching them in a strange way.

Waldemai rises as requested.

Kenna has left the a temporary red bench.

Adora has joined the a pillow fight ring formed of stakes and rope.

Kenna has joined the a pillow fight ring formed of stakes and rope.

Gianna has joined the a pillow fight ring formed of stakes and rope.

Esoka has joined the a pillow fight ring formed of stakes and rope.

Felicia has joined the a pillow fight ring formed of stakes and rope.

Oaken, an Oakhaven bloodhound, Marie, chef of Keaton Hall, 4 Novice Keaton Huntsmen, Gigi, an apprentice physician's assistant arrive, following Reigna.

Harlex has joined the a pillow fight ring formed of stakes and rope.

"Gilroy Grayhope," says Gilroy Grayhope. "Well met, Master Caspian, Mistress Lore. And I think I'll be watching tonight. Though it might be a good way to get warm." He pulls his jacket tighter around his shoulders as he watches the gathering athletes. When he spies Adora he calls out, "Adora! Don't hurt anyone, Adora! We're all rooting for you, Adora!"

Demura has joined the a pillow fight ring formed of stakes and rope.

Caspian has joined the line.

Tesha had been invited to watch and cheer on the Blackram participant, so she was happily doing so this evening. The Telmar woman is seated and has her hood up on her cloak as she waits to see who else is going to show. The tall figure of Gaspard grabs her attention and there's a wave to him and a smile. There's also a smile given to the Marquis and a wave.

Gaston has joined the a pillow fight ring formed of stakes and rope.

Felicia has joined the line.

Arriving right as the festivities begin, Mirk slips in quietly, offering nods of his head to a few familiar places, and slipping towards the seating. He eyes the would-be competitors with interest, through from his traveling leathers, he isn't going to be among them. He was about to sit down, when he hears the instruction to rise, and remains standing with a slight quirk of his lips.

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Gilroy has joined the a temporary red bench.

Gianna makes her way over to the chest with pillows, pauses, and selects an umbra pillow. Then she narrows her eyes at something, glancing out into the crowd. A brief line appears between her brows, then fades again as she returns to the ring. It's winter. It's been months. Her legs might be blindingly fishbelly white. Gianna plumps her pillow in her hands.

Rinel hoists herself to her feet, leaning heavily on her cane.

Walking in from the wind, Macda stops to take in the sheer number of people. She shares a look with Terese and then finds a place to stand, as everyone else seems to be rising.

Sapphira is wide eyed and excited to see so many people! She clutches onto Tabitha to get through this crowd. Once they make it over to Kenna, she joins in that hug. "So good to see you!"

"Oh I'm not fighting tonight either, but I couldn't let Cas be the only one to stroll in wearing nothing more than a bedsheet," Lore offers to Gilroy with a grin. On that note, she heads over to he red bench to join the one familiar face she's seen. Nudging Mirk lightly, she grins up at the lord then looks back to the gathered combatants and looks them over, sizing up the competition.

Seated at the red bench, the call by Juniper for everyone to stand brings Nuala to her feet. She shakes out the waves of her sooty-black hair to break against her shoulder, bare hands held together in a fairly tight clasp. Seeing a few familiar faces among the crowd while searching out Legate Aureth causes her smile to grow considerably. She raises her hand in a quick wave at Gaston as well.

Adora gets oh so fluffy star-embroidered aeterna pillow from a sturdy wooden chest with a brisk fall color theme.

Gianna gets an ever so fluffy star-embroidered umbra pillow from a sturdy wooden chest with a brisk fall color theme.

Kenna gets oh so fluffy star-embroidered aeterna pillow from a sturdy wooden chest with a brisk fall color theme.

Adora shoves food into her mouth faster than a person ought to be able to as contestants are called to join the ring. She then grabs a glass of wine from a passing person, waiter, it doesn't matter. She downs that too and tosses it over her shoulder to climb onto the platform with a loud belch. "Well. This should be fucking stupid." She says as she looks down in the chest. "Ridiculously fucking stupid." She amends as she picks up a pillow.

Felicia comes in bundled in her badger fur cloak and boots when she enters with Brogan, but the sheer fact that it's held carefully closed until she's at the ring suggests she plans on competing. The cloak gets abandoned at the sidelines, along with her boots, so that she can step into the ring in a deep purple and silver fitted tunic and briefs. Stretching out her arms with a wolfish grin the Nightgold's way before she goes to collect a pillow.

Caspian gets oh so fluffy star-embroidered aeterna pillow from a sturdy wooden chest with a brisk fall color theme.

Felicia gets an ever so fluffy star-embroidered umbra pillow from a sturdy wooden chest with a brisk fall color theme.

Harlex gets an ever so fluffy star-embroidered umbra pillow from a sturdy wooden chest with a brisk fall color theme.

"After a long day of sparring and work, it might be hard to resist not falling down the ring and taking a nap." Demura confesses as she moves nearby the ring and waves a hand in Caspian's direction, "Let's make a rain of feathers tonight." She suggests, turning her eyes back at Juniper as she mentions a prayer and then towards the Legate as she waits for the ceremony to begin.

Tugging off a gauntlet and blowing on her hand to warm it, Carmen assesses the various combatants in all of their... finery. She slips two fingers into her mouth and gives a shrill whistle for them.

Caspian has joined the a pillow fight ring formed of stakes and rope.

Demura picks up descending twilight chest.

Demura drops descending twilight chest.

"Oh, drat. Okay, I have to go get a pillow but I //love you both//, cheer for me please!" That is chirped to Tabitha and Sapphira before Kenna has to bounce away, slipping through the crowd to take up an aeterna pillow and squeeze it to her chest. This is going DOWN.

Gaston gets an ever so fluffy star-embroidered umbra pillow from a sturdy wooden chest with a brisk fall color theme.

Reigna has joined the a temporary red bench.

Terese arrives with Macda, standing at her side in companionable silence, as she stands witness to the events of the evening, "I imagine there shall be some good bouts tonight."

In the midst of all the bustle, Tabitha turns bewildered to Kenna and hugs her cousin in a half-panic. Big eyes, nervous glances here and there afterwards, before she almost grabs Sapphira by the arm and clings on tight. Then she's gently dragging her younger sister to the red bench, and therefore relative quiet. (Unless Sapphira objects, of course. Then no dragging, in that case.)

Aureth rises from the bench and strolls forward, pitching his voice to carry as he wafts over the snow, hair falling long and loose around his shoulders. "Thank you all for coming to Aion's Grand Melee," he says. "I invite you all to join me in this celebration of the Dreaming. By the grace of Aion, we live, and walk, and laugh in this world, and take delight in the creations of gods and men. The world around us is our stage, our lives, and our playing field, and Aion dreams us all, and dreams all our lives. Let us pray for the grace of the gods, and let us take delight, together, in what is, and what could be."

Demura gets oh so fluffy star-embroidered aeterna pillow from a sturdy wooden chest with a brisk fall color theme.

Nodding at Terese, Macda responds, "I suppose so. Not sure my stomach is up for it though, ugh. I'll pay if you knock that one right there to his knees." She points over to possibly Mirk.

Esoka gets oh so fluffy star-embroidered aeterna pillow from a sturdy wooden chest with a brisk fall color theme.

Brogan gets oh so fluffy star-embroidered aeterna pillow from a sturdy wooden chest with a brisk fall color theme.

Reigna enters the Shrine and has a smile on her face to see those picking up the pillows and preparing for the fight. She makes a quick turn to look at Aureth as he speaks. There is a widening smile as she listens to his words and she hurries to take a seat at the red bench before starting her prayer.

Harlex selects one of the umbra pillows and studies it a bit. He puffs it, examines it closely, and must decide that it's an adequate weapon because he nods. He steps back in time for the prayer. In reverent silence, he listens.

Sparte shouts from the stands. "Go Caspian! Knock so many feathers loose that people start seeing swans!"

Macda spots Sparte then and smirks.

Esoka gets her accessories sorted out, arms herself with a pillow, and bustles into the ring. A quick smile and wave is flashed to the others gathered there. Though, at Aureth's prayer, she sobers and bows her curly head.

Lore puts two fingers to her lips and lets out a wolf whistle for Caspian's modelling skills.

Brogan has joined the line.

Gianna stands solemnly for the prayer. She is definitely not sizing up her opponents from under her eyelashes.

Sapphira is more than willing to be grabbed and taken to the bench. While it is quite exciting, she does not know most of these people, and does not wish to be in the fight zone right now.

Adora picks something from between her teeth and flicks it off to the right.

Caspian joins in for the prayer as he enters the ring, holding his pillow before him and closes his eyes. No, he is not napping!

The scarred Blackram man has joined the others in the fighting ring and chosen a dark pillow from the chest, and now he's running his calloused hands over it in bemusement, staring it first it and then the other contestants solemnly. "It's an honor to be here with you all," He growls, and then turns his head to offer the Lady Tesha and Gaspard a friendly nod and a fierce smile, respectively.

Nuala looks up at the mention of a swan, though given she's wearing such a motif, that might be the case. Caspian's sheet earns a pointed look and she laughs, applauding.

Kenna hugs her pillow all the way through the prayer, though it's super hard not to bounce in place with anticipation. When the prayer is done she doesn't stop herself and lets out a little, "YES!" of excitement.

Chase, 1 Templar Knight guards arrive, following Vayne.

Fajra, Vayne arrive, following Lianne.

Macda twists and tilts around Terese to see the group of competitors. She notices another face she recognises, "Ayy! Get 'em, Harlex!"

Felicia tucks her umbra 'weapon' under one arm, listening attentively to Aureth's words with a solemn dip of her head before she closes her eyes briefly. Moving to find herself a spot within the ring she fluffs up her pillow with a wry kind of grin, green eyes flicking over the competition.

Gilroy looks over the competitors, sizing them up. While others are solemnly listening to the prayer, Gilroy is seeing something in the ring that provokes a real holy shit response. Eyes wide, expression bewildered, the actual words "holy shit" being said a little louder than they should be when everyone is being religious. He glances around and sits back, totally looking like the guy sitting next to the inappropriately loud person and not actually that person himself.

Turn in line: Gaston

Juniper also has had her head bowed but as soon as that's done, she brightens and pretends at being taller again. "And let's begin! Competitors, to your marks!" A ribbon appears in her hand. She lifts it high-- ready to cast it down to signal the start of the fight.

Gaspard lifts a hand in acknowledgement to Gaston and lifts his voice, "Knock the feathers out of them!" before settling back down with a chuckle under his breath, tilting his head to answer something else with Tesha while everyone is getting warmed up to start the bop-a-thon.

Macda has joined the a temporary blue bench.

From her place at the red bench, Tabitha is very wide-eyed indeed. She's peering towards Kenna with the worried expression of one who knows just how vigorous a pillow-fighter their cousin is.

Aureth grins crookedly, and moves to reclaim his seat upon the bench. His eyebrows tick up as he sits down on his blanket again. "I mean there's probably some primum in shit but I wouldn't want to be the one to try to use it for anything," he says as he sits down.

Everyone wielding a pillow with particular skill is definitely cause for Nuala to sit forward on the bench. "Let's go!" she shouts to no one in particular, probably for the sake of adding her ringing voice to the spectacle.

Harlex hands his pillow off to Dolmen for a moment. He pulls the sash of his robe, tossing it off to the Agent, and taking his pillow back. Besides those smashing silk sleeping trousers, his torso is bare. A myriad of scars, steely muscle, and chest hair. He rolls his shoulders and takes a breath, getting ready to hurt--nope, doof people with a pillow. Don't hurt anyone, Harlex. That's not good or fun.

Gaston checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 32 higher.

Waldemai cheers the start of the fight! "Rats rats ree, hit 'em in the knee. Rats rats rass, hit 'em in the other knee!"

Gaston checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 26 higher.

Gaston has rolled a critical success!
Gaston checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 69 higher.

Harlex checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 45 higher.

Gianna checked dexterity + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 30 higher.

Esoka checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 20 higher.

Turn in line: Esoka

Following after Felicia of course was Brogan. He did not bother with a cloak, regardless of the weather. Clearly he was at home out in the cold, not affected as he steps into the open air building of the shrine. Aside from boots, he is his glorious codpiece. It's tied firmly in place, and as he gives a dubious look at the pillow he snags as a weapon his eyes start seeking targets.

Lianne arrives a bit late and excessively bundled up on the arm of the Archlector of the Thirteenth, the melee already begun by the time the pair slip in, cheeks rosy and spirits high. She guides them to some empty seats with a decent view a bit hurriedly, leaning in to murmur something quietly once they've settled, verdant attention tracking the pajamaed competitors with muted delight.

Lianne has joined the a temporary yellow bench.

Rinel tracks the entrance of Vayne and Lianne, eyebrows raised.

Esoka checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 23 higher.

Esoka checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 43 higher.

Esoka checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 20 higher.

"It is an honor!" Esoka calls out, loudly, raising a hand to wave at the audience. "For Aion and for the Dream!" She experimentally swings her pillow at the air. It makes a whooshing sound. She doesn't seem sure whether the whooshing is good or bad. It is not the sound her weapons usually make. She grunts. She does not have much time to dwell on the strangeness of this, thought. She has battle at attend to. She gets right in there, pillow flailing with vigor.

Kenna checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 1 lower.

Demura checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 15 higher.

Gaston checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 18 higher.

Kenna is way too busy giggling for this, so when Esoka starts woooshing around with that pillow she does NOT get out of the way quick enough. Esoka's pillow makes contact and Kenna goes down to her butt. Still giggling. So much giggling. There will probably be tears of laughter soon.

When he moves, it's not subtle. The scarred giant turns on one calloused heel with a snarl and a strange feral light in his eyes, black pillow swinging in a tight arc like a morning star in one fang-marred fist as he takes an underhanded swipe first at Esoka, muscles ripling in his bare arms. Then, he ducks into another spin, swinging low, hoping to take out Gianna's legs. Finally, with a roar of almost unnatural fury, he brings his pillow down in an overhead hammer with both hands at Harlex!

Turn in line: Harlex

Felicia may be clad in a confection of deep, bruised purple, the tunic supportive and... well, reasonably demure at least.. sort of. The floating spill of purple that follows where she prowsls might look all kinds of delicately feminine... if one ignores the silver swords stitched into the delicate fabric... or that the woman wearing them is never likely to be mistaken for anything but a knight. The Harrow's broad shoulders are dappled with burn marks, and much of the rest of her exposed skin bears a myriad of scars. Then there's the careful way she attempts to deduce the best way to hold the bit of umbra that is her chosen 'weapon' while eyeing Brogan with perhaps too much amusement.

Harlex checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 31 higher.

Harlex checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 51 higher.

Harlex checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 38 higher.

Vayne has joined the a temporary yellow bench.

Felicia checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 9 higher.

Adora checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 0 higher.

Gaston checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 56 higher.

Turn in line: Gianna

Rinel shifts uncomfortably on her bench, as though she has been poked.

Gianna checked charm + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 27 higher.

Gianna has rolled a critical success!
Gianna checked charm + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 64 higher.

Gianna checked charm + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 39 higher.

Adora checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 15 higher.

Gaston checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 36 higher.

In the cacophony of feathers his brows cinch a bit as Gaston brings the pillow down onto him, causing it to burst into feathers against the hard, stony frame of his body. Almost as if he forgot, for that brief moment, that these were made of silk and not metal. That probably would've hurt! Harlex takes a swing at the Marquis, clearing him away as he moves from range, before he's cleaving aside Felicia and Adora with a brute's strength behind his pillow-swinging.

Macda stands a moment to see Harlex readying to swing a pillow, laughing hysterically as if this was some dream materialised for her amusement, or maybe something Rinel said. As targets meet his majestic weapon. "Oh Gods, this is going on poster," she says amid her clapping, and ending with a roar of a cheer.

Kenna checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 2 lower.

Turn in line: Demura

"Yes. This is all your fault. Taking advantage of a kindly old man when he was drunk." Only the gods know how Brogan said that with a straight face. He looks to others once more seeking targets again perhaos, or just admiring various views. Such as Felicia's tunic. "Mayhem and bedlam is about to happen I think. Good. Where's the booze, though?"

Gianna frowns for a moment as she hears swearing in the crowd. Nevermind. There are other things to pay attention to. She is not looking into that crowd. Mere moments later, there is a pillow swinging at her, impossibly fast! Her eyes widen as Gaston slams her with the pillow. The Nightingale of the Bard's College dives away from the strike, negating some of the damage. Well, not damage. It's not quite damage. Gianna rights herself and darts forward to thwack at Gaston with her own pillow. Then she's scrambling to attack Kenna, swinging her umbra pillow one-handed, with sufficient force that it explodes into a flurry of feathers. And then she tosses her hair and swings the half-full pillowcase at Adora, because one easy way to please a crowd is to try to smash a pillow in Adora's face. She's disagreeable. She's renowned for it, even.

Demura checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 23 higher.

Demura checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 17 higher.

Demura checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 10 higher.

Gaston checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 52 higher.

Esoka checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 51 higher.

Adora checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 22 higher.

Kenna had just managed to get to her feet when another pillow smacks into her. This time there is some serious giggling that goes on because she goes down in a shower of feathers and is just going to lay there for a second, batting at feathers. Finally she does get back to her feet tucking her hands away to applaud Ginna quickly, "THAT WAS AWESOME!"

Turn in line: Kenna

Demura seems glad that she didn't get much of the attention so far, which allowed her to evade the incoming blows with certain ease. However, she has already noticed who's the man of the night. The Lyonesse, aims properly at Gaston trying to use some of her battle experience to trick the a fellow Marquis into submission.

Tabitha hides her face in her hands as Kenna gets knocked on her butt, but at least it wasn't Gaston Blackram who put her there. There's so much happening that she's finding it hard to concentrate, but when she lifts her head, she peers at a bit of food that seems to have landed next to her. Very pointedly, her gaze slides over to Adora in annoyance. But then? There's a surprisingly loud peal of laughter when the carpenter gets a good whacking from Gianna.

Kenna checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 28 higher.

Kenna checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 25 higher.

Kenna checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 37 higher.

Caspian checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 38 higher.

Gianna checked dexterity + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 32 higher.

Waldemai is watching all the whacking with amusement. He's not taking notes since he can't write or read.

Kenna closes her eyes (because that's SMART WARRIOR LOGIC THERE) and steps forward, flailing her pillow wildly. There's no attempt to actually target anyone, that would make SENSE and this is way too fun for something as boring as //sense//. WOOOOSH goes the pillow!

Esoka starts /cackling/ when Kenna giggles. Such things are contagious. She /totally/ gets the point of this battle now, and lets out a raucous belly laugh of a battle cry. Before swishing away from more flailing pillows. She doesn't come to any harm. Does she maintain her dignity? That's probably debateable. She's enjoying herself, though.

Brogan checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 23 higher.

Turn in line: Adora

Felicia barely manages to avoid taking Harlex's pillow to the face, she's so busy snorting at Brogan,"Maybe afterwards, if you're lucky. Suck it up, 'old man', try not to lose your codpiece while you're at it!" she insists with a broad grin for Brogan, flicking her hair out of her eyes to go prowling about in search of targets.

Adora checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 1 lower.

Adora checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 12 higher.

Adora checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 22 higher.

Gianna checked dexterity + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 18 higher.

Demura checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 13 higher.

Rinel has left the a temporary blue bench.

Valor, a beautiful fan-tailed pigeon arrives, following Nurie.

Gaston checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 13 higher.

Turn in line: Caspian

One minute Adora is looking disdainfully at her competition when suddenly she's getting whacked left right and center with pillows! She takes two to the face before she dodges under one, twirling up her pillow case to fling at Gaston, but she nearly loses a hold of it instead, "Shit, fuck!" She snarls eloquently, "Where's a fucking brick when you need it?" She asks as she swings at Gianna and Demura, "There's no fucking weight to this thing."

Caspian checked charm + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 36 higher.

Caspian checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 61 higher.

Caspian checked charm + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 56 higher.

Kenna checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 6 higher.

Harlex checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 44 higher.

Caspian thrusts his pillow in the air and then lets out a war cry. "I'll show you who the true Champions are!" He calls out to the group, giving them a wide grin, and starts to twirl his pillow around. Though they don't exist in Arx, if one were in Wijun or such a place, you'd might think he was using nunchucks, catching the pillow behind him and tossing it over his shoulder and swinging it down. Combine that with how he pins around, it's all pretty and dizzying! Though perhaps not the most effective way to smack people with a pillow.



He sidesteps Kenna's pillow before going on a swinging spree, first striking towards Kenna, then Harlex, and finally the bro himself, Brogan, aiming for the head, because he's in it to win it!

Nurie slips into the shrine, her cheeks rather pink from excitement rather than cold. She shrugs out of her long wool coat, tucking it over her arm for the moment as she looks for a place amongst the spectators, dressed in a long chemise.

The first pillow is torn asunder against the Blade's form, and the Marquis stares at it, stunned for an instant too long -- enough for the Blade's counterattack to catch him with a FLUMPH in the stomach. But's it's almost as if the force of the blow helps move him into his next dodge, a pillow whistling just over his face as he falls backwards to avoid it. He catches himself on rough hands and rolls to the right as another pillow hits the ground to his right, and scrambles backwards as another hits infront of him. He's such an easy target with his frame, he can't really blame /anyone/ buuuuut he's also perhaps among the only contestants who is not giggling and laughing. This is WAR!

Terese chuckles and nudges Macda, "You've not a brick on hand, do you? Because I can't imagine how much of a turn this thing will take if she gets a brick."

Brogan checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 39 higher.

Turn in line: Felicia

Kenna absolutely did NOT see Caspian's pillow coming. Everything is way way way too cray cray for anything like that. Instead she has bent over giggling at Esoka's antics and ducked her head down to try to flee from the pillows.

Macda checked composure at difficulty 15, rolling 14 lower.

Felicia checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 24 higher.

Macda checked willpower at difficulty 15, rolling 8 lower.

Felicia checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 32 higher.

Felicia checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 34 higher.

Harlex checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 42 higher.

Felicia lols at my dice

Demura just shrugs, "Maybe it's about making your opponent so comfortable that they just want to sleep on the ground?" She suggests, being distracted enough to receive a bop in the head from Adora.

Caspian checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 61 higher.

Aureth calls, "I'm going to ask the templars to confiscate any bricks in this shrine in another moment. Please consider the structural integrity of the walls."

Brogan checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 23 higher.

Turn in line: Brogan

Float like a butterfly, sting like a... well, who knows? Felicia's lovely tunic and briefs might indeed float about her most gracefully, but there's definitely focus as she elects to wade into the battlefield, attempting to swat Brogan's bare butt before moving towards Harlex with an overhead strike and finally prowls over to Caspian to try and flatten the Grand Champion with a chest-shot, laughing all the while like a mad woman.

"No! Don't throw any bricks!" Kenna says oh-so-dramatically, with the pillow how over her head to try to protect herself from any other blows. And also to try to head-butt people with the billow. (It's really not effective people.)

With an inhale and bright eyes, Macda looks up to Terese with a full grin. She looks as if she's seen a bird fly for the first time or a shooting star for her namesday. "You are sooo right-" Then Aureth speaks and his tone strikes across the audience area. The princess sways on her boots, shifting with a nervous energy of having a new idea. "What if I just get out from outside?" She speaks to the Templar Princess- sort of quietly.

Sapphira isn't even sure where to start here aside from sticking close with her sister and cheering on her cousin! At least the bench offers safety from the huge number of people and flying pillows!

Sparte shouts into the melee from the stands. "Aim high! Higher! HIGHER!" It isn't clear who he is shouting at or if he is just telling them to throw the pillows.

After seeing her get walloped a couple of times Gilroy shouts out to Adora, "Good thing you make coffins, carpenter!"

This is her first semi-champion-ish fight she's gotten to witness in Arx! And so the Lycene tailor is definitely getting into the spirit! She stands on tiptoe to see over the crowd, raising her fist high. "Dame Harrow! Colonel Valtyr! GO GET THEM! FOR AION!!!" She has, perhaps, a surprisingly loud cheering voice for such a fragile looking person.

Gaston checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 0 higher.

Gaston gets an ever so fluffy star-embroidered umbra pillow from a sturdy wooden chest with a brisk fall color theme.

Brogan checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 29 higher.

Brogan checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 19 higher.

Brogan checked strength + survival at difficulty 15, rolling 23 higher.

Felicia checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 36 higher.

Caspian checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 54 higher.

Kenna checked dexterity + dodge at difficulty 15, rolling 12 lower.

Terese looks cowed for the moment, her moment of being a muse seeming quashed by the Legate Aureth. As Macda supposes the bricks might come from another location, she can't help but look expectantly to the legate for potential requests of a duty-bound Templar, if any are forthcoming, "Hmm, brick injuries -might- prove a good beginning point for my education in treating injuries. Duty first, though."

1 Redoubt Buccaneers, Damien Pierce - A Charming Assistant, 4 Redreef Warden, 1 Thrax Guards arrive, following Mikani.

Tabitha is in the same boat as Sapphira! But she cheers along with her sister. Perhaps a little mousier and more hesitant, too. Sapphira has exactly the right volume of cheers.

Suddenly his leer is interrupted by a pillow to the face Brogan did not witness coming in time. Fwump! "Wh- wait what, who?" Brogan recovers in time to take another pillow from Caspian. "Betrayal!" he turns in place which is foolish, because that leaves Felicia near him with a weapon. The fact it is a pillow matters not, he stopped paying attention to the Wrecking Ball with a weapon and has to goose step forewards a bit due to the shot to his backside he didn't dodge. No booze yet. Besieged by pillows on all sides, Brogan attempts the Berzerker Flail with his pillow attacks seeking vengeance. Poorly. Though he connects with one at last. He is unable to stop a bravado incuded swashbuckle laugh "Ha-HA!"

Mikani has joined the a temporary red bench.

Walloped. That is the only way to describe how it looks when Kenna is hit with that pillow. This time it's not just a small little bum bump to the ground, it is a solid whack to the chest, dramatic arm flinging out, and full body FLOP to the ground. Air swooshes out of her and for just a //second// she stops giggling. But not for long. After only a second she curls herself around per pillow and buries her face in it. There are tears of laughter happening, she's also learned her lesson and is going to stay RIGHT HERE. (Don't step on her kplz!)

There are feathers /everywhere/! And they aren't polite enough to stay in the ring either! Juniper is hard pressed to keep from laughing as the combat rises to a crescendo. But finally, finally, she determines that there has been enough fighting and she cups her mouth. Being a singing sort of Whisper (though hardly to the level of the Celebrated) she calls, "Competitors, stop! We have a winner!"

The Marquis is practically on all fours as he scrambles to arm himself with another pillow from the chest, growling and snapping in the heat of the melee. But he's quick to find his footing again, ducking low and swinging his pillow in a tight defensive arc -- WHUMP BOP OOF.

Gianna is not laughing. She's fierce, eyes glittering as she ducks and weaves. There are prizes to win! She's making her way to the chest full of pillows again, the silk of her dressing gown swirling behind her. She snatches up another pillow and, disheveled, comes to a halt. Because Juniper said so. Gianna straightens up and picks a feather out of her hair.

Waldemai whistles. "Yay! A winner!"

"We'll have to send pillows to Blackram at this point, Marquis Gaston!" Tesha calls out with a laugh. It's clearly in good fun though.

Harlex wades through the mess of feathers and laughter like the harshest of battlefields, his umbra pillow flying with firm smacks and the occasional dodge. Though he's bopped by Felicia, which turns his attention before Juniper's shouting of truce. He lowers his /weapon/ and studies the Whisper.

Macda huffs, quite like a spoiled kitten, at her dearest friend and occasional impulse control stabiliser. "Fine, fine. Chaos is so beautiful though, Templars." She directs her voice with a lean towards the other. She stills to listen to for the winner, sating her idleness with a pull from a bottle.

Esoka is a mess of feathers by the end of it. Unclear if they are feathers she inflicted or was pillowed with. This seems to suit her just fine. She flexes for the assembled viewers, attempting to do some artistic flair hands with her silky gloves. She can't quite pull it off, though. She is not a flair-er, by habit.

Kenna was totally out of this already, curled up around her pillow down there as she loses all composure ever. Only once the wooooshing right above her cools does she finally peak up, rubbing her hand against her cheeks to wipe away the laughter-tears.

Nurie gasps at yet another pillow making contact with one of the contestants, and she seems just about to yell again, when the truce is called. She waits, almost bouncing on her heels, for the prouncement, and as the feathers have a chance to clear a little, she sees more people she knows. And gives a cheerful waive to Esoka.

With a wave to Aureth, Reigna gets to her feet and heads for the exit, her step a bit lighter than before.

Gianna primly smoothes her nightgown down and takes a moment to check that her earrings are still in place. Then she's touching her necklace, looking down at the rings on her hands. All finery is accounted for. Gianna settles her fresh pillow against her shoulder, like a warrior.

Reigna has left the a temporary red bench.

Oaken, an Oakhaven bloodhound, Marie, chef of Keaton Hall, 4 Novice Keaton Huntsmen, Gigi, an apprentice physician's assistant leave, following Reigna.

All those feathers floating in the air cause Nuala to swipe her bare hand through the air. Laughter brightens her eyes and her lips. So much for the reputation of barbarian princesses. She smiles behind her hand, watching everything with intent focus.

Caspian stops whirling his pillow around when a winner is decided, and he looks to the little Juniper with a wide grin and curious eyes, wondering who is it that has won the match.

Harlex gives Gianna a firm nod in the aftermath. Good warrior pose. Game recognize game.

When he speaks up, Adora spins around to find Gilroy in the crowd and her hand moves even faster, whipping it at his face, "Because you're going to need one soon?"

The pillow. The pillow is 'it.'

Gianna inclines her head to Harlex. Veteran to veteran.

Demura uneven hair has a rogue feather lying here and there. Shaking her head to get them off, the Marquessa turns briefly to the crowd and then back to Juniper as she waits eagerly for the announcement of the champion, pillow being hugged tightly against her chest, the Marquessa can also try to seem docile.

Juniper raises her hand and attempts to strike a very patrician pose. Something officious and official. "You should all be proud. I don't believe there have ever been so many feathers sacrified in Aion's name! Truly the Dreamer has been honoured on this day. But there can only be one Champion of Aion for the day and that person..." Her hand roams palm-flat over the bedraggled competitors. She intones, "Grandmaster Caspian Wild! Step forward to select your prize and to be celebrated by the crowd!"

Waldemai cheers Caspian. "A true champion! Well done! Well done! Speech! Speech!"

Aureth is overheard praising Juniper: What a lovely event!

Mikani keeps her eyes on the duelers

Gaston is wiping feathers off his shoulders with a grimace, but even he can't help but allow it to stretch into a grin at the mass of feathers and the battered expressions of his fellows. As Juniper announces the winner, he raises a fist in the air and cheers with the rest. "Well fought! Well fought, all!"

Aureth is overheard praising Caspian: Huzzah for the winner!

Aureth is overheard praising Faith of the pantheon: Huzzah for a good time!

"Hear hear, for the Champion!" Nurie calls out happily along with the crowd, clapping her hands.

Gianna wrinkles her nose when the winner is announced and it's not her. She looks out over those assembled, gaze settling on one face in particular. She whispers a word. It's not a nice word.

Felicia shifts her weight from leg to leg even after a truce is called, her pillow waggled back and forth in front of her as she eyes Brogan with a smirk. Then the winner is announced and she whistles,"Congratulations, Master Wild!" with a whoop, taking the opportunity to reach out and smack Brogan's thigh 'accidentally' with her pillow at the same time.

"WOOO! GO CAS!! KNEW YOU COULD DO IT!" Lore leaps to her feet to call out for Caspian with a broad grin.

Yay, winning! Caspian turns to the crowd and bows a big, sweeping bow, then heads over to Jupiner to claim his prize. "No speaches!" He calls with a dismissive wave of his hand, then turns to Jupiner, giving her a bright smile, "Thank you for hosting this. It was fun. So, what do I choose from?"

Mikani applauds her cousin.

Harlex tucks his pillow under his arm and claps. "Well fought," he says. In general.

Felicia is overheard praising Juniper.

Esoka does some loud yelling and cheering for Caspian when his win is announced. She then starts picking feathers out of her hair. It's a losing sort of battle without a mirror. Her curls are tight things that have attracted many feathers.

It's hard to hold a pillow and applaud at the same time, but Kenna's going to try to do it anyway as Caspian's name gets called. When it is as ineffective as she figured it would be she tucks that pillow under her arm and lifts her fingers to her lips and whistles loudly.

Carmen gives another shrill whistle for Caspian before fisting her hand and blowing into it for warmth.

Esoka is overheard praising Faith of the pantheon: Pillows for the Dreamer!

Mirk is overheard praising Faith of the pantheon.

Mirk is overheard praising Juniper.

Juniper flourishes her hands at the twilight chest. "One prize from the selection here! The dollhouse comes with the dolls, the rest are all individual prizes, you can select one!" As for the cheering crowd, she turns to it with a grin. "Right, now for our other victors! It's time for vote for the victor who fought with the most flair! If you wish to cast a vote, Whisper's servants will circulate with quills and slips of paper, and to collect your donations in return." (OOC: page Juniper your votes if you're donating!)

Oh, the polite thing to do is applaud. Gianna tucks her pillow into the crook of her arm and claps, though it's a little absent.

Nurie is overheard praising Juniper: Thank you for such a lovely event!

Esoka is overheard praising Juniper.

Lianne is overheard praising Juniper: Irreverence and reverence both at once. Lovely!

"Well fought everyone!" Tesha calls from the bench where she is sitting. Then she is standing and smoothing her skirts. There's a look to Gaspard, "That seems to be the end of the Melee. Do you want to wait for the Marquis?" she asks him. There's a look to Mirk and a smile to him, "It was good to see you out and about. Give my sister-in-law and brother-in-law my best this evening when you head this evening please?" she asks him.

Gaspard laughs and offers applause to the announcement of the victor, rising slowly to his feet, though he winks at Tesha and offers, "Ah, but see, height isn't everything. And I would never do that. Maybe to my younger sister, but then she deserved it."

Shae is overheard praising Juniper: Good job.

Gentle applause comes from Tabitha's direction as she peers with concern and confusion at her cousin. But then she's turning back to Sapphira, smiling as she notices the admiring glances her sister is getting. It's a bit of a smug, proud smile, really.

Kenna has left the a pillow fight ring formed of stakes and rope.

Kenna has joined the a temporary red bench.

Caspian gets a stars-and-comets themed neodymium and champagne silver ring set with a large pearl and small diamonds from descending twilight chest.

Gaston is overheard praising Juniper: An honor to test my skill in the art of pillow-bashing!

Nuala gets an ever so fluffy star-embroidered umbra pillow from a sturdy wooden chest with a brisk fall color theme.

Vayne is overheard praising Juniper: A fine event!

Caspian looks for a moment, then picks out the ring, sliding it upon his finger with an wide grin on his lips. "Thank you. This is lovely, I'll take this," he decides with a few nods giving. Then he moves to join the rest at the ring, not seeming so cold now. As he walks he thrusts the ring laiden hand up in the air.

Gilroy takes the pillow right to his face, not even trying to get out of because he's just laughing too damn hard. When it falls down he catches it before it can hit the ground and rubs at his nose. "Glad she didn't manage to get that brick."

Servants stream up to Juniper and she reads them. A breath is taken for the announcement. "Celebrated Gianna! You've been deemed to have the most flair! Come select your prize! And for the next, audience, which of our fine competitors do you believe was the best dressed!"

Gilroy is overheard praising Juniper: As grand a melee as they come.

Macda is overheard praising Juniper: Wonderful event!

Nuala is overheard praising Juniper: Beautifully arranged event!

Gianna has been eyeing Caspian's ring, but she perks right up when it's' announced she also won. She inclines her head to the crowd and struts over to the chest, fingertips brushing against all manner of gleaming prizes.

Gianna gets a stars-and-comets themed neodymium and champagne silver high-collar necklace that drips with pearls and diamonds from descending twilight chest.

The Marquis of Blackram is making a face. Kind of a strange one. After a second of mulling it over, he opens his mouth and spits out a wad of feathers, that fall to the ground with a wet splat. "...I...have no idea how that happened," He admits to no one in particular, expression baffled. He's glancing around, eyes a little anxious to spot someone, and when he sees Shae his face flushes and he grins, lifting a hand to wave at her. He looks to his cousin and the Lady Tesha and bows, still grinning. "I will catch up with you later, cuz!" And the next winner is announced! "Congratulations, truly deserved! You are very fierce, Gianna!"

Macda is overheard praising Faith of the pantheon.

Esoka has left the a pillow fight ring formed of stakes and rope.

Terese is overheard praising Juniper: What a fun event!

Demura is overheard praising Caspian: A true dreamer!

Macda is overheard praising Caspian: Well done, you and your pillow.

Demura is overheard praising Juniper: Fun for the whole night!

Esoka has joined the a temporary yellow bench.

Tesha has left the a temporary red bench.

Gaspard lifts a hand when Gaston says he'll catch up, turning his atteniton back to Tesha with a lower, "I think that answers the question I was going to ask. Considering the snow out, perhaps I can walk you back to the lodge before it gets too late?"

"To the Nightingale!" Is Nurie's cheer for Gianna. "Well fought!"

Gaspard has left the a temporary red bench.

Juniper reads and reads and reads. So many votes! But there finally comes an end and she announces, "Dame Esoka! You're marked as best dressed tonight, you may select a prize! And one last vote, dear crowd: who was fiercest of them all?"

Gilroy is overheard praising Adora: The ferocity and beauty of a cornered raccoon!

Shae lifts her hand to wave at Gaston, eyes alight in humor.

"Good job Gianna, Esoka!" Caspian calls out, thrusting another fist into the sky!

Atramentous, The Highhill War Hound, Gaspard leave, following Tesha.

Sapphira applauds for the winners!

Tabitha also applauds!

Gianna smiles at Gaston - a warm smile, even as she takes the necklace from the prizes. She turns that smile on Nurie, too, and even Caspian. Even though he took the ring. But now she has a very lovely necklace, so the sting of the lack of ring isn't so bad.

A messenger arrives, delivering a message to Nuala before departing.

Nuala has left the a temporary red bench.

Esoka bustles out of the ring, though Juniper's announcement makes her turn about before going off to find herself a place to sit. She blushes, hard as it is to tell with her deep bronze skin, plainly surprised. She attempts to carry it off, though, doing more flair waves! And going over to get her prize. "My thanks for holding this, Whisper! It was fun!"

Felicia whistles her approval, tucking her pillow back under her arm so she can applaud for the winners with a broad grin, comfortable in the lacy underthings seemingly.

Kenna lets out a loud WOOT when Esoka wins the best dressed, jumping to her feet and whistling loudly. "YOU DESERVE IT DAME ESOKA!"

With a hug to Kenna, and thanks murmured to those who arranged the event, Tabitha sneaks out of the shrine. She's holding onto Sapphira's hand as much as for comfort as she is to guide her sister out.

Adora has left the a pillow fight ring formed of stakes and rope.

Adora has joined the a temporary red bench.

Sapphira has left the a temporary red bench.

Adora glowers at the winners, the losers, and the assembled crowd as she heads back over to the food, "Nice chest, right?" She asks Lore as she sits down beside her, "You wanna buy one? I make bookcases like it too. You a reader? I can put you down for three."

More votes! More slips of paper (to join the clouds of feathers). Juniper sifts through the slips and finally announces in a carrying voice, "Lady Kenna! You've been deemed most fierce! You may select a pose! Mistress Adora, you are our runner up and may select after!"

"I think took too many pillows to the everywhere." Brogan comments dryly. "I am still not sure what happened here. But someone. Someone owes me copious amounts of alcohol." He takes a moment to look down at his exposed chest and looks from one pectoral to the other. "You both have failed me and brought dishonor, or something." He waves a hand at Lore. "I see you are currently behaving yourself!" A bro-nod at Caspian. "Well done, I of course, will seek revenge at a time and place of my choosing." He flashes a big grin, and eyeballs Felicia. "You. You on the other hand. I am unsure of how to repay you." There is a sound of frustration as she hits him and he didn't see it coming first. AGAIN!

Esoka gets Entwined Dreams, a pair of rubicund hairpins from descending twilight chest.

Sapphira keeps ahold of Tabitha's hand, and gives a quick hug as well to Kenna before they leave.

Tabitha has left the a temporary red bench.

2 Whitehawk Guards leaves, following Sapphira.

Cabbit, a nub-tailed tabby kitten, Laudine, a stern middle-aged maidservant, 2 Whitehawk Guards, Sapphira leave, following Tabitha.

Waldemai heads back to his forge.

Esoka is overheard praising Caspian.

Kenna gets a pair of stars-and-comets themed neodymium earrings with diamonds, champagne silver, and tear-drop pearls from descending twilight chest.

Kenna puts a pair of stars-and-comets themed neodymium earrings with diamonds, champagne silver, and tear-drop pearls in a sturdy wooden chest with a brisk fall color theme.

Kenna gets a star-dappled Dreamer's cloak accented with a silver standing collar and filigree from descending twilight chest.

Kenna gets an exquisite wooden doll of Radiant Lumen Whisper and rabbit from descending twilight chest.

Felicia sniffs delicategly at Brogan,"Try, you're just going to get yourself smacked with a pillow, ah-gain." she advises, swinging her pillow up on her shoulder with a smirk.

Kenna puts an exquisite wooden doll of Radiant Lumen Whisper and rabbit in descending twilight chest.

Macda snickers. "Oh my, I do /sometimes/ love Arx in the winter sometimes." Her smile is cast over the seated at the blue bench.

Lore looks at Adora and gives a nod, "Its a great chest! But I already bought an entire furniture set from you a few weeks ago. My room's all decorated with your excellent crafts." Brogan gets a grin and wave, "I can behave! ...sometimes..." Then she's chuckling and running over to Caspian and flinging herself at him into a hug, grinning. "You did it! Congratulations, Cas. And you didn't lose the bedsheet!" Chuckling, she looks back towards Brogan and Felicia with a grin, "Love the codpiece, my lord. And Dame Felicia, purple looks -amazing- on you."

"My congratulations on your stylistic victory," Mirk calls out to Gianna. "And on your new necklace." He lifts a hand to wave at the woman's victory, before glancing aside at Mikani with a quick shake of his head.

Shae gets a pair of stars-and-comets themed neodymium earrings with diamonds, champagne silver, and tear-drop pearls from a sturdy wooden chest with a brisk fall color theme.

Gaston claps and puts his rough hands in a cup around his mouth, the louder to cheer the other winners. "Lady Kenna! Great show to you all!" He seems in good spirits now that the battle trance has faded, still plucking stray feathers from his goat wool pajamas and hair. And then he's meeting Shae's eyes again, warmth filling his face. He mouths something to her over the noise of the crowd, eyes twinkling.

Shae puts a pair of stars-and-comets themed neodymium earrings with diamonds, champagne silver, and tear-drop pearls in descending twilight chest.

Kenna was busy hugging her cousins as they take their way and it's only after someone taps her on the shoulder and points emphatically at Juniper before she realizes that they are talking to her. "Oh! OH!" She stumbles as she goes up, bowing to the crowd before doing all the stumbling ever with the chest. A doll gets picked up, dropped, earrings, this is just not her night for coordination folks.

And that leaves the remaining contenders! Juniper beckons to them to come forward and calls, "Harlex, Felicia and Brogan, Demura, Gaston may all select after Mistress Adora! And let's all thank Master Felix, Guildmaster Joscelin, Mistress Adora and Lady Delilah for providing these incredible prizes!"

"The work of Mistress Nurie." Felicia advises, with something resembling a curtsey towards Lore, perhaps if only because of how silly it looks in her current get-up,"Both the codpiece and my outfit. And while I prefer black, I do like a nice, deep, purple, too."

Harlex is over at the edge of the ring. He hands Dolmen the pillow for a moment and slips back into his robe.

Adora gets a pair of stars-and-comets themed neodymium earrings with diamonds, champagne silver, and tear-drop pearls from descending twilight chest.

Harlex gets a stars-and-comets themed neodymium and champagne silver bracelet with braided pearls, and diamonds from descending twilight chest.

Felicia gets a stars-and-comets themed neodymium and champagne silver diadem with chains, pearls and diamonds from descending twilight chest.

Gaston gets a stars-and-comets themed neodymium and champagne silver cloak pin set with a large pearl and small diamonds from descending twilight chest.

"Sounds like you need a bigger place," Adora replies to Lore, picking up a glass of wine from the table and having a big gulp. Who cares it's not hers? When she's asked to get something from the chest she goes over and picks up a pair of sparkling earrings, "Hey, Bard." She waves them at Gianna, "I might be starting up a jewelry line in my shop tomorrow, make sure you stop by!"

Gianna spies Mirk when he calls out and raises her arm to wave to him. "Thank you!" she calls out, her voice carrying easily. Then she bats vaguely at a few feathers that are still drifting. Madialaena bustles over to offer her boots and her cloak, and Gianna reluctantly passes her assistant the necklace as she sits down. Her eyebrows arch at Adora, going from the carpenter's face to the earrings and then back again. "...In-ter-es-ting," she says carefully. Perhaps a little suspiciously.

Esoka stands up to do some more yelling, when Kenna's victory is announced. "You were very bold, Lady Kenna! Gloria favors such resilience, I'm sure!" Pillow-fighting resilience.

"Sorry, I was too focused on winning to lose the bedsheet," Says Caspian back to Lore with an amused grin given to the woman, wrapping his arms around her to hug her tight. "But I won!" After giving her a bear hug he looks over to Borgan, then down to his codpiece, and laughs, "I didn't even notice it! Nice codpiece."

Juniper picks up descending twilight chest.

Demura gets an elegant wooden doll of Softest Whisper Bliss from descending twilight chest.

Harlex rubs his jaw and studies the chest. He takes up the bracelet and gives it a deep examination. There's a bit of a smile then, and he secrets it away. "Not a total loss, Colonel." Dolmen offers. The mercenary nods and looks toward Juniper. "Much obliged," he says then to his Agent. "Let's get along."

Adora is overheard praising Juniper: No one died. Lame.

Demura drops descending twilight chest.

Juniper picks up descending twilight chest.

Mikani slips out.

Mikani has left the a temporary red bench.

1 Redoubt Buccaneers, Damien Pierce - A Charming Assistant, 4 Redreef Warden, 1 Thrax Guards leave, following Mikani.

Gilroy makes a face when Adora decides to gulp down his wine, but doesn't protest. "Good hitting people with a pillow, Adora. Nice of you not to fill it with nails and horseshoes first." He looks from her to Gianna and gives the woman a bright smile. "Gianna Whisper! So nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you! Gilroy Grayhope. Nice to meet you."

Juniper hops off the stool in a great ruffling of diamond and umbra. "Well, /that/ was fun," the courtier decides. Then it's over to Aureth, to share certain figures.

Kenna bows at Esoka for the cheering and comes up thrusting her pillow to the sky. "To Gloria!" But her face is flushed, and so she slips to one side and then goes to sneak out after her cousins calling, "Tabs! Sapphira! Wait!"

Kenna has left the a temporary red bench.

Macda stands to stretch, or maybe to measure herself next to Terese. "Want a pillow, Your Highness?"

Rinel has joined the a temporary red bench.

1 Blackram novice guards arrives, following Teagan.

Harlex has left the a pillow fight ring formed of stakes and rope.

Dolmen, a Crimson Agent leaves, following Harlex.

Gianna's eyebrows arch. She pauses right in the midst of pulling on one tall boot and tilts her head slightly as she regards Gilroy. "Have you, now? Nice to meet you as well, Mister Grayhope." Her tone is very even and calm.

"You say that now. But later you will sing a different tune!" Brogan warns Felicia. For Lore he laughs briefly. "No fists yet?! Oh wait, that is unfair to ask." Looking to Caspian he starts showing off the codpiece more, if that is possible. "Same as who did Felicia's outfit I believe. Nice attack by the ay, I wad caught completely off guard. Please tell me you have a flask? I didn't have enough room in this thing?" Brogan gestures to the codpiece



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