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Nh'bdy Seasoned Veteran


Joined: 13 Mar 2008 Posts: 308
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 5:11 am Post subject: A neatly wraped unmarked book... |
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A rather mundane messenger arrives at each of the following recipient's
estates.
The Lord Regent Adrien Garnier.
The Grand Duchess Lady Molly Khaldell.
His Majesty King Talon Skyfire of Sanctus.
Lady Ivory Thorne of Sanctus.
The Matriarch Ceinwyn Ab'Arawn
The Matriarch Merci D'rue of Umbra.
The Warmaster Myrddin Ab'Arawn of Umbra.
His Majesty King Sid of Yew.
Lord Cear Dallben of Blackrock Settlement.
Lady Narcissa Trumain of Blackrock Settlement.
Lady Empress Rryn Anari.
Lord Magnate Isk of Magencia.
Mayor Lily Prower of Trisic.
Sir Robert of Trinsic of Trisic.
Lord Fong of Moonglow.
Lord Greypawn of Moonglow.
Lord Thraxanduril, Archon of Alderglen.
As the portal to the current contact's household closes, a book with no markings in a deep burgundy red tome hopefully finds it's way to the intended target. either delivered by servant or found in hand, if the book is opened, a letter with Tyrian Purple outlining and a seal of Tyrian hued wax containing the symbol "♠" flutters to the floor, almost certainly causing the Noble to lean down and retrieve the defiant correspondence. After unfolding, it would read...
Quote: | Dear [personally addressed to the recipient's],
You have been cordially invited to an impromptu meeting of the land's Bourgeoisie. Our soirée shall occur at 10 o'clock by the Eastern Sun. Being that the party is to be masked, we have left you to wonder just who is hosting your evening. A mage shall be providing gates to all whom attend. A second letter shall be sent with a menu and further information. I do hope this letter finds you in good health and wealth, take care, Sossoria Prevails.
*instead of a signature a Black,Tan, and Tyrian Purple Bumble-bee is emblazon across the bottom of the parchment* |
Those inquisitive souls whom aren't distracted by the news would find the book to be Lord Blackthorne's "A Political Call to Anarchy" _________________ Work in Progress.
"What do you call a fish with four legs? A stool pidgeon! Bwuagh bwuagh bwuagh bwguagh!"
~Malorn
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NOT Malorn Certifiable

Joined: 03 Nov 2004 Posts: 1920 Location: Everywhere
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 7:47 pm Post subject: |
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A messenger arrives to each contact on the list to have received the first note.
Quote: | Our Beloved Guests,
If your interest holds and your fortitude stands, we pass you the date to accomplish the time. Tomorrow eve, this Monday the second. We have mentioned mask, and now tell you the type. Show your faces in the face of another, the politician of your deepest disdain. You'll require a gate, and your need is our supply.
Report to the gates of the Regent's Palace, ten minutes prior to ten.
We hope to entertain you soon.
*instead of a signature a Black,Tan, and Tyrian Purple Bumble-bee is emblazon across the bottom of the parchment* |
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Merci d'Rue Babbling Loony

Joined: 18 Jan 2006 Posts: 2810
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 11:34 am Post subject: What games do they play.. |
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Merci looked over the letter briefly again. I recieve a note from a group I have never heard of and I am asked to attend a masque in a place I have never heard of. Sounds dangerous.... A toothy smile lit up her face.
Sounds like something that Myrddin would advise I skip, Looking down she saw the similar invitation addressed to him and waved it about. Sounds like the Warmaster will accompany me to ensure my safety..
She laughed and threw her head back, as Merci needed no protection and indeed, but she would drag him there anyhow.....
What to wear what to wear... _________________ May destiny guide you... |
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Narcissa Journeyman

Joined: 28 Feb 2006 Posts: 155 Location: Where I want to be
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 9:02 pm Post subject: |
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The messenger timidly walked up to Narcissa's door and knocked. The She opened the door and narrowed her eyes at the Messenger.
"A Note for Narcissa Trumain" He announced.
Narcissa studied the boy a moment and snatched the note out of his hand,
"There's no one here by that name!" And she promptly slammed the door.
Someone is inviting me to a ball? That's odd.....something is telling me that I should attend......but who should I go as?
Narcissa laughed as she tried to plan out her evening wear. |
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Cear Dallben ZOG Moderator


Joined: 19 Jan 2005 Posts: 2495 Location: Blackrock, Isle of the Avatar
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