A Bane Ball For A Husband
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Post by Hectate Sef on Oct 14, 2017 15:56:31 GMT -8
Thought she would spend her life with Chax, though after she was named the leader of the Sef Clan, she and Chax had become distant. She could not give him the attention that he needed, though it was time to say goodbye to him. Her need for a husband though before the deadline was still approaching. Hectate wanted to marry for love, but it seemed that may not be the case. She was a Queen that needed a King. Someone who would understand the politics of running a clan, someone who would understand that she could not always be by their side.
Like father, like daughter.
Pamphlets were posted throughout Tyran, including on a billboard at Wendy's Tavern, left at the doorstep of every single male in Tyran. They read as follows
~Here Ye, Here Ye.... The Queen of the Sef Clan will be throwing a ball in her Castle located in New Faror to find herself a King. If any think they have what it takes to be the King of the Sef, the ball will be in one weeks time. Come for Food, Drink, Music and Dancing if you think you have what it takes.~
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Post by ken on Oct 16, 2017 20:24:46 GMT -8
Several months had passed since he had last stepped out of his personal library, towers of books leaning precariously on tables and shelves alike, several even floating around his shoulders as he walked towards the exit. Occasionally one of them would flip to a page that caught his attention but was quickly waved away without a second thought, pushing the door open being met with fresh cold air. Breathing in deep he took a step outside hearing something crumple under foot causing him to glance down expecting a paper bag full of manure but instead finding an invitation of sorts.
"Hmm" He removed his blindfold to stare at it closer, his irises tracing it up and down finding faint traces of magic as if it were mass produced. Shrugging he pocketed the invite and waved his hand for one of his maps to fly towards him, outdated but he was sure he could find the place within a week.
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Post by Hectate Sef on Oct 22, 2017 3:55:42 GMT -8
   The servants in the castle spent the week preparing the ballroom for the event. Hectate had wanted to marry for love, perhaps the one she chooses for her husband, she will fall in love with one day, as her parents did. A sigh escaped her lips as the hour drew ever closer for people to start arriving. Those who did, would be escorted in through the main gate of the castle and down a long corridor with many rooms on either side. They would turn left, heading down another corridor, stopping half way down that one. The servant leading them would open the large double doors to expose the Grand Ballroom. Inside the Ballroom, there would be many round tables with Chairs surrounding each table. At the other side, a large stage with people playing instruments. Immediately in front of you would be stairs to the left and right of you, circling down and meeting into one wide staircase that lead down into the room. |
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Post by ken on Oct 28, 2017 20:44:49 GMT -8
The maps ken had floating around him had gotten him lost several times, one leading him through a forest to a cliff which he almost walked off. Another literally had him in the middle of a lake. However he eventually got his bearings straight after swiping a map out of a random tavern that seemed to be current. Coming up to the main gate of the castle, readjusting his blindfold to hide their red glow the best it could, last thing he wanted was that particular beast of burden getting free. Wait he did for a few minutes before another servant would grab the group he was waiting with, following in silence taking in the sights, examining literally every object within his aura range.
As the person leading them stepped to the side, he stepped off to the shadows for a moment before re-emerging in his old black high priest robes which bore the former temple of magic's insignia on his back. HIs eyes darting around beneath the blindfold taking in the scenery as he followed the rest of the group down the stairs, slipping into the crowd before anyone got curious over how he could walk so easily with his eyes covered. |
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Post by Hectate Sef on Oct 28, 2017 21:20:05 GMT -8
Hectate was not the only female that was in the ballroom that evening. There were many in fact. For Hectate wanted to choose someone that she did not know. Someone different, someone who knew not who she was, yet was still drawn to her. She did not even wear her Tiara, and she made her hair to have the illusion that it was not silver, but black in color. The Sef symbol on her arm hidden by the sleeve of her blue and silver gown. She blended in with the rest, though her aura shined bright. Different colors, representing each of the magical abilities that she possessed. Head lifted when the new group came in. Those eyes noticing one in particular. The man wore blackened robes and a blindfold. Hectate drew in a deep breath, hoping the man would ask for a dance. Once this group of men reached the bottom of the stairs, Hectate would turn her head towards the stage, giving the band whom had been waiting her signal, a subtle nod. With that, they picked up their instruments and began to play. Food and drink were brought out and laid out in a buffet style. With a deep breath being drawn in, trying not to show the nervousness that she was experiencing, the festivities would begin.  |
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Post by ken on Oct 30, 2017 20:39:24 GMT -8
Ken had managed to vanish from pretty much everyones sight or so he had thought anyway, his aura giving off no trace of magic but every one who could sense it would feel an eerie calm coming from him as he stepped around people fluidly making his way to the one whom he could feel the most presence from, presumably the one whom had set this entire thing into motion. Keeping his distance for a few minutes until everyone got into the swing of things before making it known he was standing not too far to the womans left. "Not often do I run across someone wishing to hide their hair colour" he spoke but a whisper as he neared the woman "Nor is it a common occurance for someone to hold such presence in magic" He spoke of the aura she gave off as he reached up to remove the blindfold hiding his unique eyes. The moment he did his own aura shifted to something that would make even a deity take a step back in hesitation. Odd irises, pentagramic, sizing the woman up and down stopping at her arm but saying nothing, noting the trouble she went through hiding it. Offering a bow of his head in respect as he replaced the blindfold. "A dance shall we? Might take your mind away from the grand scale of this ball" he offered the woman his arm.  |
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Post by Hectate Sef on Oct 31, 2017 6:15:23 GMT -8
Ears picked up on his whispering as he began to speak. A grin began to form on her lips as she listened to his words while approaching. His aura made her eyes give him a look over, settling finally on his own. She took notice of the shape within his irises. Hectate found him unique. A breath was drawn in slowly as he placed the blindfold back over his eyes.
His offer for a dance to take her mind off things brought her to nod her head in agreement. "I would enjoy that." She rose to her feet and slipped her arm into the crook of his. The fingers of her other hand would settle against his arm. Together they walked onto the dance floor. That arm and fingers would slip from his arm as they took their stance on the ballroom floor. While they moved in fluid motions together of the dance, she grew curious, "Why do you hide them?"
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Post by ken on Oct 31, 2017 19:44:41 GMT -8
Decided to let her lead the dance, partly due to him not really knowing how to to begin with. Keeping his blinded gaze downward until he got the rhythm she was moving to down in his mind. Snapping back to reality at the question she aimed at him about his eyes. "I can only assume you felt something the moment i removed the blindfold...for that reason i keep them hidden, for that reason i had Shelzi place a sealing magic on me." He paused taking a breath in before exhaling slowly "Its magic is waning and in turn having to rely on archaic runes lining the inner cloth to keep it in check." He took another pause to give her a spin.
His free hand moving up to lift a few strands of her hair which turned their natural colour under his touch before letting them fall back into the colour she changed it to. "Why do you hide your natural self? Afraid of something or someone? Perhaps to blend in maybe." he offered a slight smile as he leaned in his lips close to her ear so she could hear him above the music. "I wont tell your secret if you keep mine, i fear im losing my grip on reality. "
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Post by Hectate Sef on Oct 31, 2017 20:35:05 GMT -8
Those eyes stayed locked on him as he looked down. There was something different about him, something... intriguing. After He spun her, his hand moved against a few strands of black. They turned to silver with his touch, then went back to black. A smile fell on her lips as she remembered where she had seen Ken before. A soft chuckle escaped her lips, for it had seemed so long ago since they were all on a boat, filled with the undead. Remembering she had teamed up with a drow, she was the one who turned the spirits of the ship against the water wraith, scaring and distracting it so the drow could chop it's head off. Then she remembered Ken. He was the one that jumped overboard. He bound one of the wraiths.
She remembered, it was before Mikoto gave her the aging potion. Before Regna handed her the Sef Clan. Before her families fight with the Temple of Evil. A smile formed on her lips as she reminisced within her mind. A soft chuckle finally escaped her as she thought of his question, "Now what fun would it have been if I kept my hair silver? For that would have been a dead give a way that I was a Sef. This ball is for me to find a husband, one that would help me run this clan, this family, and therefore I wanted to choose one that was drawn to me, not one who was just searching for the silver hair." Another smile formed on her lips as the song ended and another began.
He spoke of keeping her secret if she would keep his. His mention of losing his grip on reality caused her to laugh softly. She brought her lips to just under his ear and she whispered up into it, "Well that is perfect then, for my father told me the aging potion that I was given will make me eventually lose mine." those eyes looked to him as she let his right hand go with her left and brought it up. The backs of her fingers brushed his cheek gently, "Then again, perhaps I already am..." she turned her head and rest it against his shoulder. Stepping forward, she pressed her body against his and closed her eyes as that left arm and hand began to slither along the waistline of his back, stopping as her fingers found his spine.
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Post by Levi on Nov 3, 2017 7:10:30 GMT -8
Levi was very much present at the ball, Lined up on the sides were the Royal guard Levi Stalked behind them hand always on his sword as he did, this was his last duty before his departure he would be damned if anything were to happen on his watch, he had not approved but she was his Lady she made the rules he could only offer Advice, no doubt her father had taken the News rather unwell.
Levi stopped as they danced taking his place at the head armor shined boots waxed cloak didn't have a thread out of place a man sworn to his duties, but he thought it lackluster only one had shown up thus far, had they fallen so far from the graces of Tyran?
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Post by ken on Nov 3, 2017 20:09:36 GMT -8
He had closed his eyes for a few moments to dull the demon within them for the time being, their red glow dimmed slightly beneath the blindfold as he noticed the song change, how long had they been dancing, time was not his strong suit. Hell he had spent months locked up in his own library to him it felt like only a day or so had passed. "Indeed what fun would it have been wading through people looking for silver hair " he paused at the thought of it "Actually sounds kind of fun in my opinion" he shrugged at the thought "then again finding things that stick out while blending in is fun too" He offered a smile in return. "Aging potion? why the hell would someone put themselves through that torture...surely there shouldve been a more reasonable method to that"
Placing a hand on her right hip as she stepped foreward against him , without missing a beat as he actually knew this dance from the many he was forced to during his stint at the temple. "Madness is quite fun in moderate quantities...or so ive been told" He didnt need to turn around to feel that presence behind them, but turn around he did only to look over his shoulder at the man through hidden eyes, no doubt from his attire one of the guards, offering a nod as he turned his attention back to her. "Should keep him around, seems like one of the sane ones."
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Post by Hectate Sef on Nov 4, 2017 6:12:52 GMT -8
Whispered out, "The aging potion was to prepare me to rule the Sef. My grandfather, Regna, felt that my mind and body were still too young to do so and my father, Sirius, has turned his back on the crown." that head lifted and she looked to his face once more. "I am looking for more than a husband, I am looking for someone to help me rule an entire clan. Someone who is willing to take charge of things when I am not around. I am looking for a King." a soft smile formed on her face as she looked at him to see his reactions, "Someone who is also willing to give me an heir to take my crown one day"
She knew not if he could produce children the natural way or if they would have to create a child a different way. Hell her Uncle Jugo was a creation of her grandfathers and hatched from an egg. She knew it was a lot to take in from someone he did not know, but there was no time to beat around the bush, so she laid it all out on the line for him. When accepting the invitation, he knew she was looking for her King.
His mention of Levi caused her to look. There he was, on guard to protect her. A soft chuckle escaped her lips. "Ahh yes. He is my most dedicated guard, and we just found out recently, my cousin." Turning her attention back to Ken, "Tell me a little about you. Your name, where you grew up.. siblings?" She was actually enjoying his company.
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Post by Kortus Ironhauld on Nov 15, 2017 20:00:52 GMT -8
Suddenly and inexplicably the doors to the ballroom would open again, the servants ushering in a single man. The man stood six foot three with a long red mane of hair. He wore armor that was polished to a shine, glimmering like gold and silver in the light and adorned with layers of red cloth to drape around his legs and act as a loin. He wore a long red cape with black fur along the seams of the cape, the entire thing hanging on by a single chain of gold. His bright red eyes beamed through the room, he was obviously late however fashionably it was.
It was natural the man was late, having been piss drunk and getting tossed out of a bar in his normal travel attire several nights past. It was in the mud that his face had happened upon the notice announcing the ball... or perhaps more appropriately it was the note that happened upon his muddied face. He thought that after slaying beasts and getting drunk on the bounty, a ball would be an amazing change of pace and decided on a whim that he would go. He stepped into the ball room, his young and masculine face looking around the room, a soft grin on his lips as he looked to all the young women. He shifted his chest plate lightly, not used to wearing this armor as it was mostly for show and he was not used to it however he would quickly blend in nicely.
He moved to the bar first, getting himself a small drink and downing it quickly before walking directly into the center of the ballroom where everyone were dancing. Throughout the night as Ken danced with Hectate the man would take turns dancing with more than a dozen different women, most of whom he simply cut and danced with for seconds in passing on his way to the center of the ball where he found a more permanent partner to dance with. He let out a laugh, enjoying himself as he danced with one woman after another. It was obvious he wasn't looking for Hectate at all, he seemed to simply be here to enjoy himself and have a good time.
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Post by ken on Dec 21, 2017 21:12:21 GMT -8
He had been lost in a small daze for a few minutes. Hearing hectate speak up of regna snapped him backto reality. "Regna huh...shouldve known . thought he was dead though." shrugging at his own words listening to her reasoning. What she said last had him literally miss a beat and stumble ever so slightly. "A heir to the throne is quite a request after just one meeting but it is necessary regardless" he was capable of having kids sure but he never did for some reason.
He followed her gaze to levi as she called him family "i see" he paused listening to her ask a few questions about himself. "My name is an easy one, Kenneth Dezza. Family is a no brainer ive none...atleast to my knowledge anyway. Kind of dont remember my childhood buti do fear it is highly stained in blood." he took a slight pause trying to remember more "oh yeah..the former goddess of magic placed a seal on my mind to keep me in check when i served as her high priest...apparently a small farming village got forcefully removed from the map." he looked to the ground as he spoke. "Im by no means a good person. Ive done my share of evil and enjoyed it too....a little too much i think butwhat happened has already done so,not much use in dwelling on it. " he looked back to her with a smile on his face and his glowing eyes hidden. Quite possibly the most fun ive had in years. Glad i chose that day to get some freah air and checkthe parcela that were piling up on my stoop"
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Post by Hectate Sef on Dec 22, 2017 5:25:38 GMT -8
As she danced with Ken, she would take notice of the man who took the floor with many women, yet paid him no mind as of yet. Her complete focus moving back to the one she was dancing with. Moving back to Ken. A soft chuckle would come from her, "from what I hear, grandfather has died many of times." When he stumbled at her mentioning of an heir, a grin began to form on her lips. Would this be the thing that deters him from staying?
Hectate would listen to Ken's words. His family, his past, how glad he was he decided to go outside. He enjoyed the evil things that he had done. "You enjoy doing evil, what are your thoughts of being in an alliance with those who are not evil? For the Sef are in an alliance with the Xenothrian" she looked to him curiously. A smile forming on her lips however, "I am glad you stepped out for a breath of fresh air myself" She paused a moment, "Do you ohave any questions for me?"
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Post by Kortus Ironhauld on Jan 1, 2018 17:27:42 GMT -8
Kortus enjoyed himself on the way to the center of the dance floor, giving a kind greeting as he cut between partners here and there, taking dancing partners and switching them off one by one until half the party were dancing with strangers. He didn't pay his actions any mind however as it was the way of fancy ball to dance with the women who interest you. Kortus didn't seem too interested in any woman on the dance floor however, and did what he did more to cause a bit of chaos and fluster some chosen dance partners or so it would seem. In truth he was simply enjoying himself and having a good time. Once he reached the center however he would stay with the woman he was currently dancing with for only a little longer than the others as he had reached his destination, looking around as he twirled and spun with his partner on the dance floor.
It wasn't Hectate in her disguise that caught his interest first but her dance partner Ken. The man was garbed in dark and wore a blindfold, an obvious contrast to the rest of the party including his shiny attire. He raised a brow, watching Ken for a moment as if he was waiting for the man to do something unsightly before his eyes turned to the woman he was dancing with. He found himself near captivated by the woman Ken was with, his eyes near glued to her as he watched her dance and talk with Ken before finally smiling back to his current partner. He gave her a nod and bow as if the dance were done before squeezing through, another man quick to snatch his partner away once he had pushed into the crowd towards Ken and his partner.
"Excuse me." He said in a jolly and almost commanding voice, a smile on his face as he tapped Ken on the shoulder. "Do you mind if I cut in?" He would ask Ken, adhering to proper dance protocol.
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Post by ken on Jan 3, 2018 0:08:07 GMT -8
He smirked at the mentioning of Regna dying several times over again "This is true, ive noted about 3 times. " He let his hand find its place on her hip agian as the music changed once to a more faster pace but still within his capabilities....finding an off beat rythm that kept them two steps out of time with the rest of the crowd. "Enjoy evil? Hardly, it was fun in the moment yes but to be truely evil? Im not sure thats my style...though " He would trail off as he tapped the side of his blindfold "This guy loves it" He glanced around at the mention of Xenothrin wondering if the frost dragon was around, he still wanted to try him in combat but that was for another day. "Tempest is a good fellow....as for questions for you....hmm " he paused to think listening to the beat going on with the music "If you had to choose on personality instead of time...what would you go for?"
His thoughts silenced by pain, a quick readjustment to his blindfold as the glow in his eyes subsided. Looking to the man that had pushed his way thorugh the crowd to them both and actually managed to tap him on the shoulder without him even feeling a presence behind him, odd. He must have been too caught up with Hectate and the fun they were having to keep up his little sensory spell. Blindfolded eyes looking up and down at the man as he turned back to Hectate "Its up to her really, after all....we are all just dancers on the devils dance floor" He offered them both a smile, an eerie one to boot.
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Post by Hectate Sef on Jan 3, 2018 4:53:47 GMT -8
As the music changed to a faster pace, Her hand moved to his hip, the other to take his hand. She was enjoying her time with Ken, engaged in conversation. His question though. If she had to choose on personality instead of time what would she go for? "Someone who can be a strong leader, both in and out of the bedroom, Someone who can be a gentleman at times like these, A family man....." As Ken was tapped on the shoulder, Hectate looked to the one who was asking to cut in.
As Ken told the man that it was up to Hectate and gave them both that eerie smile, a shiver crawled up her spine. She gave a smile to Ken in return and a soft kiss to his cheek, "I can't be rude to a guest now, can I? Thank you for the dance Ken." She moved to take the other man's hand with one hand and move her other hand around his waist. She wondered if Ken would stick around or leave.
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Post by Kortus Ironhauld on Jan 6, 2018 13:04:40 GMT -8
Kortus raise a brow at Ken's words, his smile still on his face as he looked to Hectate and waited for an answer. His smile would grow wider as she agreed, moving from Ken and taking hold of him. Kortus would give Ken one last bow before taking Hectate's hand and placing his other hand on her hip, pulling her close and taking lead as they began to dance.
"I apologize if I removed you from an engaging conversation m'lady however... I caught one glance of you and I had to have you to myself." He said, an air of confidence in his voice as he chuckled at his own words. "Though I must say... based on everything I've heard about the Sef clan I expected them all to have white hair." He added, making note of Hectate's hair color while hinting that he knew who she was.
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Post by Hectate Sef on Jan 7, 2018 14:09:36 GMT -8
Hectate would move around the dance floor with the man. Those eyes looking to him as he spoke. "And what makes you think that they do not?" a grin began to form on her lips as she asked this question.
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