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Post by Riosef on Jul 13, 2018 22:23:10 GMT -8
Rio, had trained Levi beaten it into him the truth and honor of a true man the strengths and hardships of loyalty and in a sense he was the first Sef to make good on his son, the Royal Sef wedding was his to create it would have it's challenges it would be difficult there would be surprises and drama and the grandest of all things.
Levi by honor and Tradition would be shipped off with his dragon, so he could not use its eyes to see the wedding before his part was ready, He was left to stay at Rio's personal lake-house a small place he'd bought a long time ago, by no means fancy he did have his guard with him a royal contingent he was the future king after all. A professional had been hired to suit him up duly for the occasion itself a suprise for those to attend for sure.
As per the occasion Hectate was relieved of her seat of power until after the ceremony freeing her from duties which the council would then undertake until a completion of the ceremonies, the world had been flipped upside down, Rio had rode through the street's the commerce to come would drive up there economy, the first batch of Sef Wine's had come off the bushes and would be the royal drink, a Red Elderberry wine a bit tart but served with a sweet treat would be a fine drink for the Lords and Ladies, The Arena would be converted, the floor torn up and replaced anew for in the middle of it the wedding would be held. (The castle still being unfinished).
Banners fresh and free of blood were hung the Royal guard were given orders by Rio regarding the future queen's safety her dress would be designed by the tailor and herself not even Rio was allowed to see it until the day only those two alone. The Sits were ripped up and tables and new seating were introduced into the Arena, Red Silk tabletops, Each table would have a rare flower singular of Isotes.
The City itself was scrubbed from top to bottom the streets cleared of debris and manure, scrubbed, city and town came together to finish laying the street's to the Arena, and Finally the Death Squad was positioned covertly throughout the city for strategical deployment in case of Crisis. Chefs and Bakers were brought in from the Capital to design and bake a cake again to be revealed at it's due time.
Rio worked tirelessly sleeping only in spurts, his dragon strengthened him as well, and he inspected everything personally this would be the grandest wedding in the history of the Sef and the personal Vault of Regnasef would foot the bill because he alone had cause so much strife as of late.
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Post by Hectate Sef on Jul 14, 2018 5:25:48 GMT -8
Hectate stood outside on the balcony. Those sky blue eyes looking towards the cumulus clouds that were drifting through the blue skies. Hectate thought about how fluffy they looked, heck some of them even resembled animals, a giraffe, some fish, one oddly enough looked like a minotaur. A soft smirk escaped her lips as she saw that particular one. "You are needed in the tailor's room my queen." A young maiden's voice could be heard stating as Hectate was zoning out, watching the clouds. She did not even hear the knock that came to her door, nor the door squeak open, "Just a minute" Hectate called back. "I wish you were here father. You and mother." Hectates eyes closed and she drew in a deep breath through her nose and out her mouth.
Hectate turned from the railing and headed through the double doors, closing them behind her and into her room. Once inside, she headed to the bedroom door and opened it, stepping out into the hall where her guard awaited her and closed the bedroom door. Hectate walked down the west hall and to the designated room. Today was the day it was going to happen. Today was the day she was marrying her best friend. As she stepped into the tailor's room, the tailor rushed her up onto a stepping block so that she could make the final alterations on the wedding gown.
As Hectate stood on that block, she began to think about the years with Levi. He started out as a guard who worked his way up to her personal bodyguard. They had many adventures together, one of which he found out who he was and who his father was. When Hectate needed an ear, or someone to stay with her at night and watch over her, needed someone to keep her safe, he was there. Eventually they fell in love. It took the pressure of Hectate having to choose a husband in order to keep her crown to get her to realize her true feelings for him and him for her.
Seconds, minutes, hours past... The time was almost finally here.
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Post by Levi on Jul 14, 2018 7:39:12 GMT -8
A Quick Practice of the dance movies, by himself his guard stationed outside holding a perimeter he wandered around the house exploring it, it helped pass the time while the tailor finished his suit a suit that would make his father and Hectate see him in a new light Sirius had given good advice to him on the matter, clothes could make men but actions proved them.
He looked out the window for a moment and smiled was that a Minotaur cloud? He was sure it was before the wind bustled the clouds along and it was lost. His hair was trimmed the rider mark that covered most of his body clearly visible proof of his heritage the dragon now had grown wrapped around his body, he shivered the first time he had it and his mind melded with Zeratul, it had been a life changing moment.
He stepped up as the Tailor stepped and Levi looked over his suit "It is time Sir". He nodded his head running his fingers over the cloth and steel, his hazel eyes studying the work. He turned beckoning the servants to help him dress it only took moments and he was ready, he sheathed the riders blade on his waist and stepped outside his guard was already mounted up on there mounts the creatures bustled about and Levi went to his dragon who helped him as to not wreck his clothing, he cast a ward of protection and then the dragons wing beats sent those not joining him scattering, Levi Departed...to marry his best friend.
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Post by Sweet Rage on Jul 15, 2018 2:20:15 GMT -8
Sweet had been staying within the catacombs of Tyran with Dagoth, only to disguise herself and make her way out now and again for a drink at Wendy's or to practice her magics. Today was different though. While Sweet was at Wendy's one evening, she heard rumors of an upcoming wedding. Who would have thought that the bride was to be her own daughter? She decided it was time.
The day of the wedding, Sweet donned a beautiful black gown, after all they do say that weddings and funerals were one of the same. No wait, not black, Hectate would not want her mother to wear black. Instead, she allowed Red crushed Velvet to touch that once was sun kissed, yet now pale ashen flesh. Today was going to be a day to remember.
Sweet made her way to New Faror, once arriving, some of the guards recognizing her right away, others it took a few moments, but to most who were new, unless they paid attention to the portraits on the walls, they had no idea who she was. "Where is my daughter?" Those hazel eyes peered into one of the guards eyes and he began to bring her to the tailor's door.
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Post by Prizma on Jul 15, 2018 2:28:39 GMT -8
It was about time Prizma thought as she woke up that morning. About time for her cousin to marry Levi. Prizma rolled over and brought her lips to Death's, kissing him … awake? No not awake, Death didn't exactly sleep, he just rested. "Morning dear. We have to head to New Faror. Hectate wants me at her side."
Prizma sat up then slipped off of the bed and make her way over to the closet. She plucked out of it a pair of black leather pants and a blue button down shirt, slipping them on. As Prizma was buttoning her shirt, those eyes shifted to look at Death, a grin forming on her lips as she did. "Well another Sef event, lets see if this one goes smoothly" Prizma jested, knowing that anytime there was a major Sef event, something always went wrong.
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Post by Harley Rage Vincent on Jul 15, 2018 2:32:29 GMT -8
Harley had received the invite to the wedding of her half sister, a bit torn on whether or not to go. She wanted to leave all that behind, except for when her blood pact was called for emergencies, though she knew if she did not attend, she may come to regret it later.
Harley kissed Thrax and the children goodbye that day and headed out to New Faror.
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Post by Saylvica Sef on Jul 15, 2018 2:38:02 GMT -8
Saylvica could not believe it when she received the wedding invitation. Having grown up in solitude, the young woman had never received an invitation to anything that she had known of. Ever since Rio sought out Prizma that day in the woods, her life has changed completely.
Saylvica made her husband breakfast that morning and fed him. Those eyes looked to him after they were done eating and she asked Marcus, "Will you be accompanying me to the wedding my love?"
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Post by Emma Rage on Jul 15, 2018 2:42:46 GMT -8
Emma was in a good mood this morning. Then again, she was every morning, waking up next to the love of her life and father of her children. Even her eyes were smiling. It was the day of a wedding. Always a happy occasion. She spent her time in bed with Acheron before the children woke and bombarded them in their bed. This always made Emma laugh. It seemed they have been doing it every day since they could walk.
Emma gathered the children and her husband and made her way down the lift and to the kitchen area for breakfast before getting ready to head out.
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Post by Rahliasef on Jul 15, 2018 22:56:26 GMT -8
Rahlia ran a pale hand through shaggy platinum white hair. Her eye shimmered a sky blue, reflecting in the light on the mirror. The stylist would let out a sigh, adjusting her hair once more as it seemed it was not the first time Rahlia had ruffled her hair from it's style. Rahlia obviously didn't care for such commodities despite it being insisted for the wedding. She looked to her outfit that she still had yet to put on, sitting at the mirror with the stylist in her underwear which was also insisted.
Rahlia let out a sigh, furrowing her brow at the stylist as they attempted to tweak her hair some more. She always found it somewhat difficult to breath with the bra strapped to her chest. Despite being a warrior she had never been overly fond of wearing one and often times her loose fitting robes accommodated her lack of undergarments until now. It was however insisted that she wear one, especially since she had decided to wear an outfit for the wedding that more fitted the male persuasion.
"Okay get..." She began suddenly as the stylist took a lock of her hair into his hand and attempted to move it as if trying to put the finishing touches on a clay statue. "Get out of here already! It's fine!" She said, standing to her feet and pushing the stylist off before looking back into the mirror. She let out another sigh before ruffling her hair a bit again to give her a more roguish look before finally moving to her clothing on the bed. The ensemble was red and black for the most part, specifically requested by Rahlia as her favorite color was red.
Rahlia would let out yet another sigh as she began to get dressed, naturally a maid behind her to help her dress since she would have too much difficulty doing it on her own with one arm. She couldn't help but turn her gaze to the door as she suited up in fancy attire for the wedding and festivities to begin. She wondered why Felicity had to get ready in a separate room rather than in the same room to help her. She would much rather be dressed by Felicity than some random maid...
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Post by Acheron the Mad on Jul 15, 2018 23:03:54 GMT -8
Acheron was sleeping soundly next to Emma, snoring only slightly or perhaps he was only pretending to sleep. He let out a sigh and yawn as Emma would finally make a sound, waking up and looking to her with his smile.
"Good morning love." He said with a hazy look in his eyes as he adjusted himself in the bed and wrapped his arm around her. He would spend some good quiet time with Emma, just enjoying comfortable silence as they slowly woke from their sleepy state. It wouldn't be long however before the brats would disturb their rest and relaxation. The comfortable silence would quickly turn to laugh and play as Acheron attempted to play king of the castle with the children on their bed until Emma finally decided to get up and they all moved together into the lift.
"There was something today wasn't there?" Acheron would ask as they funneled into the lift, giving Emma a genuine look of confusion and curiosity as he activated the orb and the lift carried them down the tower and into the main bedroom hall.
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Post by Pale Rider on Jul 15, 2018 23:12:36 GMT -8
Death lay motionless beside Prizma, as if a corpse on a slab waiting to be wrapped and placed in it's coffin. A grin would form on his face however as Prizma rolled over and placed her kiss upon him, opening his eyes and looking up upon her.
"New Faror?" He would say curiously to her words, waiting until she was off the bed before rising up himself. He would rise to a sitting position in an unnatural way, as though he were almost artificial. Death chuckled as Prizma made a shot at the Sef, nodding as he shifted and stood to his feet from the bed. "I would believe the question is not whether or not it will go smoothly... The proper question would be 'when' will the festivities go sour and 'who' will it be that instigates." He said with a chuckle, looking over as Prizma began to get dressed. It wasn't uncommon that Prizma wore pants rather than dress in a more feminine attire however for such an occasion as a wedding, Death couldn't help but take a jab at her choice of ensemble.
"Well then..." He started suddenly as he turned to her, looking over her form as she dressed herself. "I suppose I will wear the dress then." He said, chuckling as a cloud of shadow wrapped around him and formed his normal attire.
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Post by Piper Garland on Jul 15, 2018 23:25:47 GMT -8
Piper would nearly slip suddenly from Chesael's shoulder as she had fallen asleep quite some time ago. She bolted upwards with the sudden rustle of the carriage, blinking as she looked from Xaria that sat across from her to Chesael next to her. She smiled as she looked to them, no doubt Chesael still uncomfortable by their position. Piper had received the wedding invitation through a Faror envoy, the invitation extended to their treaty with the Sef and XDC. She had been asked to attend as representative of Ansem and had gone even further beyond when suggesting that Sicilia lend her seamstress talents to the wedding free of charge. She couldn't help but wonder how Sis was doing in new Faror, having traveled several days ahead of them to make preparations.
Piper smiled to Chess as she let out a quiet sigh, nuzzling up next to him again. She knew there was no doubt that he was uncomfortable given their circumstances. She looked back to Xaria with a smile as she nuzzled next to Chesael, wondering of Farron was alright up on his own. Even though he elected to drive the carriage Piper couldn't help but wonder if Chesael was truly alright with her inviting the two along however she couldn't simply attend a wedding without inviting her best friend along.
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Post by Farron Alder on Jul 15, 2018 23:30:27 GMT -8
Farron whipped the reigns of the carriage once more, the nightmare that he had raised to pull it keeping a steady pace as they rode from Ansem to new Faror. He let out a sigh as he took in the sights around them while minding the road ahead. The land had undoubtedly changed since he had ventured outside his tower... barring a few exceptions of course. Though he had been in and out of his tower this was the first time he had taken the chance to truly admire the change in the surrounding land. He would lean back in his seat, wondering if Chesael was still being wary of him accompanying them along. In honesty he was surprised he was even invited despite only accompanying the party because Xaria insisted he be present with her.
He chuckled to himself at the thought of Chesael stewing in paranoia though as he watched the road however despite his thoughts and admiration of the scenery, Farron was still unequivocally bored...
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Post by felicity on Jul 16, 2018 4:37:33 GMT -8
Felicity sat in a chair as her hair was being done up. She thought about Rahlia and wondered how she was making out. She knew that Rahlia wasn't used to being fussed over. A smirk escaped her lips thinking of what Rahlia would say if Felicity told her that she wanted her to wear a dress for their wedding.
Brushing and teasing, teasing and brushing those long blond locks. Felicity loved it. She loved being pampered and fussed over. A honk was heard from Sir Monty and Felicity laughed, only to be told to stay still. Felicity thought about her own wedding once more and a smile crept across her lips.
After her hair was done, she was instructed to stand up on a block. She looked at it like she was questioning it's durability, even though she knew that no expense was being spared on this wedding so she said not a word and moved to step onto the block. As the dress was being put on her, she wondered how many new people she was going to meet this day.
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Post by Emma Rage on Jul 16, 2018 4:44:31 GMT -8
~There was something today, wasn't there?~ That question touched Emma's ears and immediately Emma turned her head to look at her husband, noticing the look of confusion and curiosity on his face. Those lips curled into a smile as she looked to him, "Aye my dear Acheron. For this day is the one whom my cousin Hectate is to wed. We are to be there to help support her and to help her celebrate in this joyous occasion."
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Post by Prizma on Jul 16, 2018 4:54:41 GMT -8
While reaching for her bow and quiver, Death's words touched her ears and she stopped. Prizma turned to look to Death as he spoke of wearing the dress, "Mmmm you do have the body for it." She jested while giving him a wink. "Its only until we get there. Hectate has asked me to be her maid of honor so unfortunately I will be ending up in a dress for this thing after all."
Prizma tried to remember the last time she had worn one. Oh wait, it was their wedding that she did. She remembered how she looked in it and Death's reaction when he saw her in it, but then, she started to think about how uncomfortable she felt in it and gave a snort.
"I figured we would move by shadows. That would take us less time to get there then by horseback.... What do you think?"
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Post by xaria on Jul 16, 2018 5:06:14 GMT -8
When Piper approached Xaria about accompanying her and Chesael to the wedding, she had her reservations at first. It was made quite clear that she would not go without Farron. Piper had agreed. Xaria still did not trust Chesael fully from when he almost killed her, when he was trying to kill Farron.
When it was time to depart, Farron had insisted on driving the carriage, which would leave Xaria alone with Chesael and Piper, but she knew Piper would keep her trigger happy man in check. Within the carriage, she sat across from her best friend, those eyes staring out the window at the scenery as they rode on, keeping silent for the most part. She did not know these people, but was soon going to meet them and more people than she had bargained for.
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Post by magdalena on Jul 16, 2018 6:07:57 GMT -8
Maggie really didn't know these people at all and she had just captured regena sef and she wasn't sure if walking into a wedding full of sefs was a good idea.
However she was invited with xdc being one of tempests great grand daughters. She also didn't dress up. So she wore a presentable outfit. Tight fitting pants shirt and boots. She right the front parts if her hair back to stay out of her face.
She had told Sampson she was going and just expected him to be there or meet her there. Either way she would always look slightly annoyed with him
She followed the crowd. Figuring that was the best way to go.
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Post by Rahliasef on Jul 16, 2018 13:27:00 GMT -8
"Okay... Okay okay OKAY!" Rahlia suddenly spouted as she took a step back. Rahlia had been dressed now for what seemed like an eternity already and the maid found herself fiddling with small details. "I think I'm alright!" She exclaimed as she scowled at the maid whom returned with a shy nod. Rahlia let out a sigh, watching the maid quickly scurry off and shook her head. She didn't mean to upset the woman but she just hated being fussed over like that. Rahlia took a moment before turning to look in the mirror, letting out a sigh as she reached around and adjusted her outfit a bit where she could before finally feeling ready and making her way to the door.
She would step outside and into the hallway, heading first and foremost to Felicity's location. She would get to the room where Felicity was being dressed, leaning against the wall to wait for her. Rahlia knew that Felicity was different, that a princess didn't mind being fussed over so she was almost sure that Felicity hadn't even finished her hair yet. She would wait for her, knowing it would be a bad idea to just barge into the room.
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Post by Acheron the Mad on Jul 16, 2018 13:31:10 GMT -8
Acheron blinked as he listened to her before letting out a little chuckle as the lift landed. "Oh RIGHT!" He said, tapping his cane on the floor. The sound of his can echoed through the tower as the children bustled out into the hall and raced their way towards the dining hall where breakfast had most definitely already been set out for them. "Hectate is getting married today." He said, giving Emma a sly grin as he walked arm in arm with her into the hall and made their way to the dining room. "So I suppose then we should eat quickly and get ready for the big day. No doubt the nannies already know to get their best clothes ready. All that is left is for your hair and outfit." He said with a smile. "Have you decided what you are going to wear?"
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Post by Pale Rider on Jul 16, 2018 13:37:13 GMT -8
Death let out a chuckle at her words, shaking his head and running a hand through his long black hair. "Oh ha ha." He said teasingly to her, giving her a wicked grin. There was no doubt that Death's personality had changed drastically compared to when he first returned. "Well I don't mind you wearing what you want. Wear what is most comfortable for you." He said, chuckling a bit. "Though I wouldn't mind seeing you in a dress once or twice... If nothing else than simply for a change of pace." He said with a chuckle, placing a hand on her shoulder as he passed by her. He would let out a chuckle once more at her mention of moving through shadow being faster than horseback. "Perhaps for a regular horse..." He said, knowing his personal horse would probably be as fast if not faster than the shadows though he was pretty sure that Prizma would rather her own horse to riding cramped on the same. "I do agree however. It would probably be best to travel through shadow." He agreed after a moment, leaning against the door as he waited for her to go first.
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Post by felicity on Jul 16, 2018 18:21:43 GMT -8
A smile formed on Felicity's lips as the finishing touches were being put on her gown. It was beautiful. Though it was Black and Red, it still looked Amazing. She looked amazing. In her mind at least. Hours seemed to pass and once she was done being pampered and fussed over, she sat back down on the chair and was fussed over some more. She absolutely loved it. After a few moments, the door to the room would enter and one of the maids stuck her head out as Felicity went to hide behind a makeshift wall. The maid looked to Rahlia and spoke, "she is asking for you." Once Rahlia entered the room, Felicity stepped out from behind the makeshift wall and looked to her fiancée. Her diamond sparkling on her finger, that hair being held in place by bobby pins, and her dress …. that dress.... the bridesmaids dress....
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Post by Emma Rage on Jul 16, 2018 18:44:26 GMT -8
A soft chuckle escaped Emma's lips as she listened to Acheron exclaim that Hectate was getting married. She hoped that the children had better memories than their father did. Emma wouldn't trade him for anything in the world though. "Aye, for they have been told to wear their best and to make sure the children look their best. One must inform the children that if they are not on their best behavior then he will turn them all into swine." She gave him a coy grin, "After all, 'twould be more believable if it were to come from one" A soft chuckle escaped Emma's lips. She still could not believe that she once wanted away from living like royalty, only to fall in love with a man who drug her right back into it.
"Nay, for I know not what I will wear yet. Does one have his outfit picked out yet, my dear Acheron? She looked to him curiously, wondering what she was going to help him into today and out of tonight.
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Post by Prizma on Jul 16, 2018 19:02:10 GMT -8
Prizma's right brow arched as Death mentioned that he would like to see her in a dress once in a while. How it would be a nice change of pace. "I had to shave my legs. That is never a nice change of pace. You know how long it took me to get all that hair off?" she jested then turned and reached out, grasping her bow and quiver once more. A sly grin was apparent on her face as she had liked the change that he had made since he first came back. Before he was like a lost puppy dog, following her around. Now he had personality back and it was about time. All it took was one spar with his old friend the dragon king to knock him back into life.
Prizma looked to Death with a grin as she approached him. Those lips touched his briefly as she leaned into him then pulled away. Prizma then headed out the door that he was leaning against and down the hall, to the main entrance. Once they were outside, she reached out and grasped his hand. A playful grin curled on those tender lips and she headed with him hand and hand into the shadows.
A nod of her head given as he agreed that travelling by shadows would probably be their quickest route, except of course for his horse.
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Post by X_Tempest_D on Jul 16, 2018 19:42:05 GMT -8
*He would respound to the invite as he reseved it sending a respounce backj by mail owl.* Greetongs queen hecate i and my xdc would be honnroed to come to your wedding we shall be there when it is held."*he sent the owl out and told who ever of the xdc that wnated to come about it and also his queens.*
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Post by chesael on Jul 17, 2018 12:18:22 GMT -8
Chesael sat next to piper in the carriage as she hung onto him "well well well this will be exciting to see." he said as he kissed the top of pipers head "you know now that they came with im going to be stuck watching them all night." he said looking to xaria then through where farron would be.
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Post by donnarchibald on Jul 17, 2018 12:23:16 GMT -8
Donn awoke and looked to thea "hey thea time to wake up its time to go to the wedding." he said shaking her a bit as he put on a nice emerald green suit and vest but still put his sword on him as he would be guarding letecia "come on i got your dress out." he said as he moved to her yet again shaking her
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Post by theseussef on Jul 17, 2018 12:28:01 GMT -8
Theseus awoke next to holley "hey beautiful time to get up." he said as he was already getting dressed in his nice suit which he barely ever wore let alone let people see him in it. he put on his mace and sword he would be the security there if it was needed. But he was also there as a friend to rahlia and hectate and would do whatever he needed for them.
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Post by X_Orisimark_D on Jul 17, 2018 12:31:41 GMT -8
Orisimark and Braeden and Braxton all stood in the throne room waiting for their beautiful woman "its almost time to go." he said as he looked to the boys straightening out their suits and fixing their bow ties and moving along looking out the door for the women "lets go ladies we will be late." he yelled down the hall
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Post by Rahliasef on Jul 17, 2018 14:08:21 GMT -8
Rahlia looked to have nearly nodded off when the maid peeked out of the room, catching her off guard. Rahlia blinked her eye before lifting off the wall, nodding to the maid with a smile before stepping into the room and walking towards the paneled room divider. She stood in the middle of the room, stopping when she saw movement from behind the divider and smiled as Felicity stepped out in her dress. Whomever decided on the bridesmaids dresses just received brownie points she thought, looking over Felicity as she stepped out and twirled. The dress was beautiful and the color scheme was to her liking.
"You look beautiful." She said, approaching Felicity and smiling as she wrapped her arm around her waist and brought her close into her busom. Rahlia chuckled, watching Felicity's reaction before leaning in a bit and planting a kiss on her lips. It wouldn't last long before a loud and obnoxious honk would ruin the mood however and Rahlia released Felicity from her arm and kiss with a bit of a laugh. "That spider sure knows how to sew." Rahlia chuckled, looking over the dress before taking a gander at the sleeves of her outfit again.
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welcome
Tyrannights is a free-form play by post RPG with a medieval fantasy setting. It was formed in 1997 by Shawn and Doreen with many different owners and versions over the years. Its current version is Tyran: Tales of Legends owned by Sinead and Laelia.
Tales of Legends is world and character building focused with and original setting. There are no forced character aps or registration, so come stay in Wendy's Tavern for a drink. Have you character serve one of two Tyran gods. Rule a city of your own, or serve Tyran's Queen. There are limitless possibilities for your character's story... so what are you waiting for?
Tyran is PG 13 and LGBT friendly.
site updates (dd/mm/yy)
13/11/18 - THERE ARE NEW GODS! please check out the temple folders for more details!
29/11/18 - Both temples have staff positions open for those interested in joining the temples
29/11/18 - We are currently editing our achievements and adding more! Please be patient as we fix this.
current events
TBA Time: Ongoing Where: TBA Host: TBA
staff
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Amika
x_Tempest_D
SW_Hotaru_SD
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(Username may varry)
Joshua
Shelzi
Storyteller/Trent
Wulv
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credits
Tyrannights/VampPub was originally created by Shawn and Doreen. Tyran: Tales of Legends remake is currently owned by Sinead and Laelia Content is copyrighted to Tyran unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney.
Banner Image was created by Karnage82.
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