• Closed • [Barony] Dedication and commitment

[Zana]

5th Vhalar, 722

"I was thinking, you know," Zana said, propping herself up on the pillows and looking at Devin. She reached a hand up and trailed her finger down his cheek as she regarded him. "I seem to spend a lot of time in this bed with you," pulling herself closer to him and entwining her leg with his, Zana's hair was tousled in the early morning. Ice blue eyes regarded him and she spoke softly. As always, there was an almost-teasing lilt to her voice when she spoke to him. "I was thinking maybe I should just move a few of my things in here. It saves me scampering across the corridor in a semi-naked state or asking one of the servants to go and fetch me clothes." Lowering her head to kiss him softly, she lingered a moment in that and then propped herself back up. "What do you think, Your Grace? Would you spare a poor girl a drawer in your room?" And a bit of wardrobe space, she thought, but didn't say.

One step at a time.

She had woken this morning with thoughts which she needed to share with him. "I've got a busy season ahead," she said. "I'm going to be building a museum here on Faldrass," she said. "The Council has agreed to it, in my role as Foreign Affairs. I've also got to approach Viden about trade deals with Darius' settlement and Egilrun glassblowers. Do you want to include the firegrapes or such?" Zana kept her hand on him as she spoke ~ she craved physical contact, always, and she was always happier when Devin and she were touching, especially when he had his arm around her, or his hand on her. It wasn't something she said, but it was very evident in her behaviour.

"The museum, though, that's what I wanted to really talk with you about," she said, pulling herself as close to him as she could. "It will have links with Draithir, the dragon I told you of. I want it to be important to Delroth, too, and maybe to have rooms displaying jewelry and paintings of the skies of Scalvoris." With a gentle shrug, she admitted, "I haven't entirely thought it through, the specifics. I'm more of an ideas girl, I think." That was entirely true. Although... "Except in the bedroom of course, where I always see every job to completion ... and beyond." Her eyes twinkled and she kissed him again.

Zana's mind was as flighty as wings, always, and she returned back to her thoughts. "I was thinking that I might go and pray to my Father, tell him my plans and ask for his blessing to do so. I'm sure that he'd be happy to see his High Priest," she said, a deep smile on her face. "Would you care to join me, Your Grace?"

If he would, or if not, Zana would slip out of bed and gather up her discarded clothes from the night before. Slipping into them, she considered where she wanted to go to pray. "I'm thinking in the garden, with the wind on our faces and beneath the sky. What say you?" That made sense to Zana, so she did it.




In the garden, Zana looked up to the sky and she smiled. She stepped next to Devin, standing close to him and she watched the sky, looking for birds. Then, she spoke softly, her voice whispered to her father. "Father, as I start on this task of the museum and the work involved, I dedicate this endeavour to you and hope that you are pleased with it. I stand here, united with your High Priest and we give praise to your name. " She looked at Devin and spoke again. "Praise to Delroth, whom we serve."

Then, she fell silent to let Devin speak his words to her father, if he chose to. She was sure he would have something to say, and she had to admit to being interested to hear it.

Your mouth, so hot. My web, you're caught.
Our skin, so wet. Black lace, on sweat.

[Devin]

“You do indeed“, Devin agreed in a very serious tone of voice, but with a teasing smile on his lips and a sparkle in his bright violet eyes when Zana told him that she seemed to spend a lot of time in that bed with him. It was a very beautiful four-poster bed that had been made from chocolate brown wood and that was covered with carvings, of birds and flowers, and it was big enough for three people, although there were not more than two in it at the moment. One person, Devin decided, as he looked at the daughter of Delroth, was all that was needed, especially if said person was divine – literally!

When Zana trailed a finger down his cheek and pulled him closer, he put an arm around her and met her for a kiss. His lips lingered on hers for just a moment before he drew back, propped himself up on one elbow and looked at her, an amused expression on his face as he pictured her scampering across the corridor in a semi-naked state. While he found that image quite appealing, forcing her to walk so far just to get her things definitely wouldn’t do, so he told her, “You should definitely move a few of your things in here, although you are free to tell m servants what to do any time.”

“A single drawer won’t do though”, he said, tsked a little and shook his head. “You should have an entire walk-in closet, with furniture that matches your style and a window that gives you a magnificent view of the garden”, he told her with utter conviction. Of course, he already had a walk-in closet, with a window and a comfortable couch in it so that he didn’t have to stand and look awkward when he put on his shoes and such – and because a Baron who was also the son of an Immortal deserved to have a walk-in closet.

Truth be told, what Zana had planned for the season – Council stuff and trade deals and such – sounded dreadfully boring to Devin – until he realized that it could lead to even more people worshipping them because they brought them the good Scalvorian stuff. So, when Zana asked him if he wanted to include the firegrapes, he moved over to her (Not that he had been particularly far away from her in the first place!) and pulled her close before he told her, “I’ll give them firegrapes and glowing chickens with glowing eggs and rainbow-colored birds – and myself, of course. Well, I’m not going to literally mail myself to Viden because I prefer to be here with you”, he clarified and pulled Zana even closer in order to kiss her and show her just how much he preferred being here with her. “I’ll give them my sense of fashion – and Scalvorian fashion in general.”

“Those aristocrats would probably like that, don’t you think?” he asked and smiled at her before he explained so that she would know that he wasn’t just full of himself, but actually thinking this through, “We have a lot of unusual materials here on Scalvoris.”

While trade deals and politics and such were normally not Devin’s cup of tea, he was quite excited about the museum, as excited as he had been when Zana had first told him about it. He kissed her again, before he told her in an affectionate tone of voice, “I can help you with it. I’m very good at collecting treasures and displaying them, and I’d absolutely love to meet your dragon.” That was true. Devin had an entire collection of treasures, and he’d even gone on an actual treasure hunt before he had become a Baron – and of course he was really looking forward to meeting a live dragon.

“It would be my pleasure, Lady Zana”, he told her, his eyes shimmering brightly, when she asked him if he would care to join her prayer. He kissed her one more time before he slipped out of bed as well – he exited the bed on the opposite side – and put on his clothes, slowly, so that Zana could watch him if he wanted to. Before long, he offered his arm to the daughter of Delroth though, a bright smile on his face, and agreed,

“The garden sounds perfect.”

~~~

Once upon a time, Zana and Devin had worshipped in a much more physical way, but standing there with her, in the garden, surrounded by the roses and daisies he had planted earlier that arc, pleased him just as much.

The young man who was often a bit loud and hyperactive, stood completely still, dressed in his pale-yellow suit (Yellow was in fashion that season!). He stood close to Zana, quietly and held himself completely straight. His arms were folded in a prayer-like fashion, and he looked up to the sky as well, feeling the light breeze that was present that trial.

There were already birds nearby – Devin had set up a chicken coop with three glowing chickens in the garden – but there were none visible in the sky at the moment. The young man remained in that position nevertheless though, as a sign of respect to the Immortal of Birds.

When Zana had finished speaking, he looked at her again and said, in a heartfelt tone of voice, “Praised be Delroth.”

A moment later, he said his own prayer, in a tone of voice that resembled a whisper that was carried by the wind – one of Delroth’s domains – but that was filled with utter conviction nevertheless, “Delroth, when I gifted the temple to you, I promised you that it would only be the beginning. I wish to spread your magnificent name wide and far. I stand here this trial as Your High Priest, with your divine daughter by my side, in order to work with her and make sure that you are given the greatness that you deserve – and in order to praise you, from the bottom of my heart.”

“Praised be Delroth”, he said, his gaze focused on the sky before he turned to look at Zana once more, smiling.

[Pig Boy]

The winds whispered back into the ears of the two Tarouz, Zana the Daughter of Delroth, and Devin the son of Zanik and high priest of Delroth. They would almost sense the approach of a small flock of beautiful birds. These were no ordinary birds, however, but Birds of Riches. Their feathers were spun silver, gold, and at turns copper. Their beaks shone like jeweled topaz, their talon scales colorful like jasper, and the talons themselves were of onyx.

Eight of these magnificent birds descended in a ring around Zana and Devin. Behind them, fashionably late to the occasion, was the Immortal himself, who shimmered down with holy light on his beloved followers. He descended with an appropriate pause, not too slow nor too fast. Timed just right, graceful as a falcon to the ground.

He smiled lovingly at his daughter and his high priest. "Oh what luck to find two such happy birds in each other's company. My dear sweet daughter, and my devoted high priest. Is there anything I could want more than this?"

Delroth laughed, "But of course, there's always more, as grand and precious to me this moment is, there will always be more. I am an Immortal of abundance."

He waited for them to agree, and what else could they do, but? It never occurred to him that his thinking could be so different from his own ingenious and magnificent disciples, as differently as they saw the world, and pursued him. They would all surely agree that he deserved worship over all others, even. He didn't need to ask for confirmation of that fact. To admit another possibility was to acknowledge it, and bring it into reality by way of attraction. As enticing as the concept was, Delroth would not abide the acceptance of failure.

And while there were bird species that were less grand than those he tended to surround himself with, such was part and parcel of having such a large and important domain. Surely his followers wouldn't begrudge the failings of his own creation, as being a result of some folly of his own?

Yet, even as the thought occurred to him, he thought to ask them a question, which they could answer now or in turn. "These fellows..." he gestured toward the birds of riches around them, "Are splendid are they not, and yet there are birds that have an ugliness that can scarcely be believed. From hunched back vultures, to the savage souls of my poor, wayward children, the avriel..."

"Why do you suppose such a rich and expansive domain must necessarily produce lesser examples within its flock?"

However, he only let that question hang on the air a moment for the two to answer quickly. If they didn't answer quickly, he'd take their response after he made his desires known to them.

"There's much I could ask of you, Devin Thorne. Of my Darling Daughter, what she proposed suits me just marvelously, and would be a proper tribute for the grand reward she seeks." Delroth looked from one to the other, Zana with abject adoration and love, which was a reflection of how he saw himself, really. Then he turned to Devin, more of a expression of greed, promise, and the idea of getting so much more out of him, even with as much as Devin had done so far. "I would not ask a favor, but grant you a great honor. I've have other children, but they pale in comparison to the honor that Zana does me..." Delroth sighed, and winked at Zana. "I've never had a son I could look on with unsullied and perfect pride. But were you my son, Devin... Oh how happy that would make me."

"Obviously it is not within an Immortal's power to change the parentage of a mortalborn." Delroth tsked, if the thought should occur to Devin that his parentage would be switched to Delroth somehow. But he knew Devin was cleverer than to settle on that idea. "But there is a way you can join my family. My request and boon to you is a simple one, but that comes with infinite expectations. Would you take my dear daughter as your wife, and become my son for true?"

[Devin]

Devin could hear the wind whisper in his ears, and he could feel something in the air, a sensation that heralded the advent of something extraordinary. He turned his head towards the sky once more and watched with bated breath as the Birds of Riches arrived. He had never seen any birds like them before. He owned rainbow-colored birds and glowing birds, and even a winged goat, but these birds seemed to have been made from precious metals that glittered in the sun, golden eyes and beaks that shone like topaz.

He didn’t know if he wanted to have them, to make them his, or if he just wanted to admire them.

He stood completely still as they descended in a ring around Zana and him, and a moment later, when Delroth himself arrived, fashionably late, he bowed as deeply as he could, in a gesture of respect that was greater than the one that kings and queens would get from him because Delroth was everything, the one lord that he served above all others.

He smiled at the Immortal as he spoke such flattering words before he turned to Zana once more, a look of adoration on his face and a shimmer in his eyes that rivaled that of the birds around them. Truth be told, there were a number of things that Delroth could want and should get in his opinion, but he decided to keep his thoughts to himself for now, realizing that it might just have been a rhetorical question. He did agree wholeheartedly when Delroth called himself the Immortal of Abundance though and spoke with utter conviction, “With greed comes abundance. The domain of Abundance should thus be officially yours, my lord”, he added and made a grandiose gesture that was meant to encompass the world around him and the abundance in it.

Some people would likely hesitate to answer the question about ugly birds, out of fear to offend Delroth or even earn his curse, but Devin replied, remembering the conversation he had had with Edasha and Delroth during the opening of the new temple, “Above everything else, ugliness exists to further set the greatest members of the flock apart and make them stand out even more – and it also exists as a challenge. Those ugly creatures should just have the good grace to go and fix themselves rather than being content with their imperfections in my opinion”, he added and offered Delroth the most charming and radiant smile he was capable of.

His statement also had a second purpose, besides simply answering his patron’s question. In his opinion, the savage souls of the Avriel who were a bit of a disaster altogether were not Delroth’s fault, at least not first and foremost, even though he had created them. In his opinion, all those ugly and stupid and savage beings could just have chosen to be perfect instead, and if they hadn’t done so, then it was their fault and theirs alone.

Delroth spoke of a great reward that Zana sought. For a moment, Devin wondered what kind of reward she wanted, and then he came to the conclusion that she just wanted everything because she deserved everything, and so did Delroth and he, of course.

He didn’t mind that Delroth looked at him just a little differently than he looked at Zana either. In fact, he liked that the Immortal gave him such a greedy look, and he reacted by giving him a look of utter adoration. He couldn’t say who he adored more. He worshipped Delroth, with everything that he had, and he hadn’t accepted any other Immortal’s mark so far, but he also adored Zana, in a much more immediate and physical way.

When Delroth pretty much stated that he wished he were his son, Devin beamed at him. He wasn’t sure if it was possible to change one’s parentage, but he was willing to see where this was going even though he really liked Zanik because he’d saved his mortal parents – as long as he would still be allowed to spend the nights with Zana, because there was no way he was going to send her away, even if she became his sister. He enjoyed being with her far too much!

When Delroth stated that changing one’s parentage was not within his power a moment later and proposed an alternative, Devin blinked. There were not a lot of things that really took the young Baron off guard these trials, but that was definitely unexpected.

Had …

… had Delroth just asked him if he would marry his daughter?

He liked Zana, a lot, and he didn’t think he’d get tired of her anytime soon, but he’d wanted it to be his choice. Refusing his patron Immortal didn’t even occur to him though. Apart from the whole freedom of choice thing it was actually quite a splendid idea.

There was one thing that he would absolutely not do though. He would not propose the Scalvorian way with stupid boxes and ribbon and ropes. It might have been the tradition, and if they actually got married, they would probably have to do something to make the traditionalists happy, but boxes and ribbons and ropes were lame and totally useless, and Zana deserved so much better, something that did her status and her exceptional beauty justice.

“I would”, he spoke, turned to face Zana without hesitation and looked into her blue eyes, noticing that she didn’t seem unhappy. A moment later, he went down on one knee and took her hands in his, if she allowed it before he said, “Zana, Lady Delroth, Councilor of Scalvoris and a woman that is far more beautiful than any mortal I’ve ever seen … would you give me the honor of becoming my wife?” he asked her in a tone of voice that was filled with adoration and looked up at her, into her eyes, once more.

As he waited for her answer, his familiar that took the form of a magnificent parrot with red, blue and green feathers appeared. Through a series of mental signals, Devin told him to fly through his room’s open window and bring him something. As he hadn’t meant to propose – or be proposed to – he hadn’t prepared anything. A proposal that just consisted of words wouldn’t do Zana or Delroth justice though – or himself. He wanted something better as well. Fortunately, he owned no shortage of amazing things, being one of Scalvoris’ richest and most famous men

So, if everything went well, the parrot would bring a small velvet bag.

The parrot would hover in front of Zana and wait for her to take the bag and open it before he left again. Inside the bag, the daughter of Delroth would find a masterfully made set of onyx jewelry, a ring, a necklace and a bracelet. The jewelry was decorated with sapphires and diamonds, and if Zana took it, Devin would explain, “In a land in the far north that I visited once upon a time, people propose with magnificent jewelry instead of wooden boxes. Sapphires for your eyes and diamonds and onyx as a promise of things to come, a first taste of all the gifts I intend to shower you with.”

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[Zana]

The winds whispered and then, something simply wonderful happened.

First, some of the most gorgeous birds flocked in and flew in a ring around them; the colours were astonishing and she would normally be entranced by them but there was a much more wonderful sight to her eyes and there, behind the beautiful birds was her beloved father. Zana's face showed her delight and she dropped a deep curtsy, bowing her head as a sign of deep respect. His descent towards them was truly magnificent and Zana felt her heart swell with love as she watched his most wonderful entrance.

She murmured her agreement, her voice soft but clear as she spoke, "All the abundance in the world should be yours, Father." But the question of the ugly birds? That caused Zana a moment's pause. "I think that the beauty of those more attractive give the ugly ones something to aspire to, something to dream of and work towards." Everyone should be the most beautiful they could be, after all, but no one would ever - not even herself - be as beautiful as Delroth. It simply wasn't possible.

Her father then spoke of her as his Darling Daughter and Zana's smile was radiant. He was happy to endorse her plans and that sent a shiver of delight down her spine. When he winked at her, she beamed at him, her heart fit to burst at the thought that he was proud of her. Then, he had something further to ask of Devin and Zana listened intently.

What she heard astonished her. Delroth suggested that they get married?!

Zana's eyes widened and she tried to make a sound but only a slight meep sound exited her mouth. She turned to look at Devin as he started to speak and her eyes showed that she was far from unhappy with the idea. She would be a Baroness, and she would live here with her husband and share in this wealth. Zana's mind, of course, ticked over quickly, looking at the situation and considering it from every conceivable angle. Devin was a perfect husband, she decided. Delroth wanted him to marry her, and she would have done as much for simply that fact - however he was rich, he was handsome and he was funny and kind. She wouldn't grow bored with him and, if she did well then she was quite sure that he'd be open to whatever was needed to spice things up for them.

She had no doubts but, if she had then what he did next totally cemented her idea that Devin was the right choice. He went down on one knee, and she watched him with delight on her face. She paused, giving a slight moment for her to savour this experience. "It would make me so happy, Devin." Zana looked at him, her eyes on his as she spoke. "Yes, of course I'll marry you." His familiar fluttered down and Zana reached up and took the bag. Her eyes were on Devin, then she looked at the bag and opened it and the smile lit her face. "These are beautiful, Devin. Thank you so much." She turned to Delroth, briefly. "My father, we will live our life together to your glory." And have a wedding to die for in his name, too, Zana thought.

Turning back to Devin, she held out her hand and offered him the ring to place on her finger, should he want to. Either way, she then put her hand into his and she turned her head to look at her father. "We will serve you with every breath, father." There was no doubt in her mind of that. Her hand in Devin's tightened and she smiled at him. "We have so much to plan!"

This, Zana decided, was going to be the most glorious wedding that Idalos had ever seen. People would still be talking about it in a hundred arcs and every other wedding would pale in comparison to it.

[Pig Boy]

"Yes!" Delroth smiled benevolently on his devoted daughter and high priest. "I knew I could count on my precious daughter and magnificent high priest to know the answer. Yes, and if one bird or another should serve an impossible example to aspire to, then that bird is a blessing to the rest. I almost envy those lesser birds, their potential for growth. It's not easy being perfect... But then, suppose there's always room for more even after one has achieved perfection. Yes, of course! There's always more room to improve and make gains!"

Delroth laughed at where his logical quandary had landed him in rhetoric, but soon grew serious as the time came for Devin and then Zana to consider the proposition he laid before them. He watched them, never imagining that they would disappoint him by refusing or subverting his desires with some clever contrivance of escape. Afterall, marriage was a mutable and self-defined thing. One could do with it what one would. If they brought others into their marriage, that was entirely their prerogative, so long as they were married. The appearance of fidelity, however they chose to define that, was all that really mattered.

Then the fateful moment arrived, and Delroth nearly sang with delight. The Birds of Fortune sang for him, their voices clear and pretty as silver bells announcing the news to the world. "Oh how happy a couple you shall be! Now, you must plan the wedding of course. And it must be the most splendid union and marriage ever witnessed on Scalvoris or anywhere. A marriage to Rival any Royal match in Rynmere." Delroth smiled when he mentioned the royal wedding, thus making his own preferences plain to the two.

"Be forever covetous my children..." Delroth said, bringing them into an embrace, his wings wrapping their way around his belove family. "My daughter and son by betrothal! I feel closer to complete now than I have in many an age!"

He held them thus in rapture for a few more moments. They were embraced for a few bits, before they noticed he had gone, and the birds of riches had departed, all but two. A female and male. Perhaps a gift for the betrothed?

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Please wrap up with a couple posts between you two, and I'll review and post the trackers for you all to follow. Thanks!

[Devin]

Zana was surprised by the proposal, Devin noticed, but she seemed to be far from unhappy which made him happy. He didn’t mind the slight meep either; on the contrary, he loved it and found it adorable, and he looked up at her expectantly and with a radiant smile on his face as he knelt there, waiting for her answer. When she said that she would of course marry him, the smile on his face widened even more until it rivaled the brightness of the sun. He waited with bated breath as she accepted the bag and opened it, and when she offered him the ring, he placed it on her finger without hesitation.

When she put her hand into his, he rose to his feet. If she would allow it, he would embrace her and kiss her. Following that, he turned to her father and repeated the promise she had made, “I will serve you with every breath – and with every fibre of my being”, he added before he looked at Zana and told her, “We will have the greatest wedding that Scalvoris has ever seen. It will rival the wedding of the king of Rynmere. No, it will surpass it”, he corrected himself. He was confident that he'd manage, too. He had been living in Rynmere when King Cassander had married the Empress.

For that reason, he knew how to arrange a wedding that was even better!

He wondered what his mortal parents would think, and he would of course invite his Immortal father, even though he didn’t even know where he lived. Zana’s statement that they had so much to plan was actually a bit of an understatement, but he didn’t worry about it because it could only go well, and everything was perfect, and life had never been better. He beamed at Zana as the Birds of Fortune around them began to sing.

He felt as if he were on top of the world. His heart was singing!

When Delroth embraced them, he extended his arms to hold both his future bride and his future father-in-law close, enjoying the moment. He was almost a bit disappointed when the Immortal suddenly disappeared. No, he wasn’t disappointed at all because Zana was still with him. He spontaneously kissed her again and spun her around, laughing with joy, before his gaze fell on the two birds, and he remarked, “It seems as if your father left us two gifts!”

He went down on his knees again, still smiling more than he had ever smiled before, before he abruptly grew calmer, extended an arm and gestured for the birds to come closer, making gentle, reassuring sounds as he did so. “Which one do you think is mine?” he asked Zana. “Aren’t they magnificent?” he continued and encouraged her to take a closer look at them as well – and enjoy the moment. At the moment, they were alone and could savour what had happened to the fullest, but soon, the work would begin.

[Zana]

5th Vhalar 722

The sound of the birds singing was simply glorious to her and Zana nodded her head when her father instructed them on how their wedding should be. "It will be glorious, Father, and in your name." There was no doubting it to her, this would be a wedding which would make Vri ~ the immortal of love ~ weep with rapture. She was already thinking of how to do it, how to achieve this lofty aim and then, her father wrapped them both in an embrace.

The feel of her father's embrace, the knowledge that he was pleased with her, was more than Zana could have hoped for and she basked in joy and acceptance from her father who she so adored. She couldn't tell the moment that he left them, but as Devin kissed her again, she wrapped her arms around him and held tightly to him as the pair of them spun around in delight. She was so happy that she trembled and she looked at Devin with delight. "He did! Oh, Devin, this is simply wonderful" she said. She mirrored his movement, dropping down on her heel and holding out her hand. But to Devin's question, she considered but a moment. "I think they're both ours, dear heart." She glanced at him and smiled. "Don't you?"

They were indeed magnificent and she nodded her agreement. "Father has honoured us enormously with his generosity. There's so much to consider, but I know that we'll be up to the task," she said and she once again leaned slightly against him. Zana - as always - preferred physical contact. She craved it, in truth. "I rather suppose," she said, thoughtfully, "we'll need to make some decisions about the immediate future, too. We'll need to let people know, tell them the wonderful news." She considered it. "I think maybe we should throw a party, don't you?"

An engagement party, announcing their betrothal to the world. Giving them a taste of what was to come. More than that, though, Zana considered. This would be a chance to really show off in the most wonderful way. But, saying that she leaned forward and kissed him again. "I'm so excited to be marrying you." she said, wickedly. After all, there was a lot to be done, and it was best that they started as she meant to go on. "But we may have to have a conversation about the name, you know. Zana Smooglenuff? Really... " she considered it and then she shrugged slightly. "You know, I think I make it work. Baroness Zana Smooglenuff. Oh, yes, I make that work." With a grin at Devin she couldn't contain the genuine joy she felt and she watched the two birds with her hand firmly in his. There was, indeed, a lot to do but right now she took a moment.

Tell me, who's more important than you? You're the apple of my ancient eyes...
How could the world be so cruel? I'll make you my own precious jewel

[Pig Boy]

RPG Rewards:

All Players

• Language: Scalveen

Zana

• Renown: 15
• XP: 15
• Knowledges:
  • Etiquette: x4
  • Seduction: x3
  • Cosmetology: x1

Devin

• Renown: 15
• XP: 15
• Knowledges:
  • Etiquette: x4
  • Socialization: x4

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Skill Review: All Skills used appropriately to PC's level

Notes: This was a fun little mod-bomb to land on you both. Well more of a modded shortie, but still a good one.

You both really surprised me during this. Granted I didn't know entirely what to expect, but it wasn't that the acceptance of Delroth's proposal would be automatically accepted. Yet these two know well how to please their Immortal, and besides that they seem to get along well enough with each other.

I love these two pcs together, and look forward to seeing what happens with the wedding. In the next little while I'll have a tracker up for both tasks, for both of you. Thanks for entertaining me with this thread

Great writing!


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