Soiree (Afina)

[Anastasia]

Okay, this sort of thing is usually fairly fancy. So a few questions.

1. How are you dressing for it? Feel free to describe since it may matter.

2. Are you taking anyone with you?

3. Any precautions taken before you go?

[Ebiris]

She'll go with the jellyfish/squid themed dress she wore to visit the Padisha, albeit this one more pink than blue so no one can accuse her of just wearing the same outfit! She'll go by herself since she knows she's there to be gawked at and so can't have the luxury of a date to hide away with. And no precautions beyond her usual buffing routine (said routine now also includes summoning Garm and Fenris, who'll both be given water breathing when they come along with her, though they'll probably wait in the stables or whatever equivalent her host has for animals)

[Anastasia]

When your transport arrives, you find it's a whipcord slender marid. He's dressed in turban, a dark blue tunic and pants. They're well made and he has a clasp with a symbol of a starfish on it. He takes one look at the three of you and raises an eyebrow. His voice is dry, sarcastic.

"A prism pixie and if I don't miss my mark, two hounds of the hunt." The marid eyes both of you, "Are they coming as well?"

[Ebiris]

The hounds are there to show that she's exalted sylvan nobility, but clearly some people make a living out of being hard to impress. "I'm sure my host has a place for guests to stable their sharks and seahorses, you needn't worry about entertaining my dogs," Afina answers, hovering in the air with two gigantic hounds of shimmering coat flanking her. "Afina Devilsbane, a pleasure to meet you."

[Anastasia]

"Lucas," The man says shortly, "Thrilling," he says dryly, "We have waterless stables if they need it. Well, we do after that horrid business with the sea tigers."

[Ebiris]

"They're quite adapted for aquatic environments, but since you have those stables we may as well put them to use," Afina nods. "Are we travelling by Gate or Plane Shift?"

[Anastasia]

"A gate, of course," Lucas says, "Do I look like a commoner barbarian?" He says that with no real heat. "For nobility, you lack a stick firmly lodged up your ass."

[Ebiris]

"I'm working on it, I've only recently been elevated," Afina confesses.

[Anastasia]

"Good. I know several forests if you need help finding a stick," Lucas says, bone dry as he begins to wave his hands and chant.

[Ebiris]

"I'll manage somehow," she says, letting him cast his spell.

[Anastasia]

The dryest of chuckles as a gate opens. "After you, ma'am."

[Ebiris]

Letting Garm and Fenris precede her, Afina flies through the gate!

[Anastasia]

The portal is wet.

You step into a dry room. A simple room with stone carvings of sirens all about, as well as a stairway leading down, soon submerged. Behind you is a double door.

"Our courtesy room to those who need to cast water breathing spells or have companions who need to stay behind." Lucas snaps his fingers, the rear doors opening and a pair of elven servants emerging. They bow in perfect sync.

"Take care of Lady Afina's hounds," Lucas says, "These are not common hounds but the companions of the Lord of the Hunt. Treat them with the utmost respect."

"Yes, sir," Both say at the same time, each gently leading a hound on back.

[Ebiris]

She nods approvingly at Lucas's warning. "It would be a bother to get the bloodstains out," she agrees.

[Anastasia]

"Quite," Lucas says as he leads you down the stairs. "Do you require time to change or freshen up, Lady Afina?"