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The mystery of Benfal (Moore, Tryll)

Started by Anastasia, February 20, 2017, 02:25:28 PM

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Anastasia

<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

A small plate of dried fruit sounds good.

Anastasia

Easy enough to get and return with. Canderella promptly tucks into it. "Really though, you should go spend some time with Ilsenine. Don't let her slip away from you."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"I'll let you know if Pixie Prince Eduwardo, her lost lover from Lifasa makes an appearance." Moore says. "Can I get you anything else for the time being?"

Anastasia

"I'm fine," Canderella says, "Go get her."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore offers her a bow before he heads to the Aurora Court. He does straighten his hair in a mirror on the way.

Anastasia

The court is busy enough. The fey of Aurora are chatting about, Queen Ilsenine looking them over. Misalea is here as well, mingling with some nymphs. You also spot Lady Skye by the throne, talking quietly to Her Majesty.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

It'd be rude to interrupt, so he goes to mingle himself for the time being while keeping an eye on Her Majesty.

Anastasia

This doesn't last long. Lady Skye quickly comes over as you begin to mingle, amid the sounds of laughter and chatting, "Her Majesty wishes to inquire about your visit today."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"I wish to report to her on the results of the assault on Benfal." Moore replies. There's no need to complicate things more than that for right now...

Anastasia

"Should this be a public or private report?" Lady Skye asks.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

"It is likely better to be private, and Her Majesty can disseminate the information as She deems afterwards." Moore replies.

Anastasia

"This way."

Lady Skye leads you back to Ilsenine's sitting room. A single female pixie, clad in a maid's uniform, flutters about and dusts.

"Ellie," Lady Skye says, "Her Majesty will need this room forthwith."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore just follows along and will wait for the time being!

Anastasia

Ellie quickly finishes her dusting while Lady Skye leaves. She lingers by you with big, emerald-green eyes. "Oh! Sir Moore," she giggles, "Oh my! Oh dear!"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?