Balls Resumed|Grandisle

[Devon]

"I am my father's son, for better or for worse Lady Lydia," Gilbert said as he finished his own glass. As he was done a servant of his entered the room. "Lord Creighton, the guests are beginning to arrive."

Gilbert nodded and dismissed the servant with a small thank you. "Well let's go and see how the first ball since our island was taken over goes."

[Kender Bard]

Lydia smiled and nodded, walking with him to meet the others.

The other island lords and ladies, and what remained of their families, were decked out in their finest splendor. To some of the more powerful nobles, these garments felt like rags. Part of the looting had involved a great deal of silk, which was costly in Morilanta. But to the unaccustomed eye, they were all dressed exquisitely in the brightest, rioting colors.

"Has Lord Liam arrived yet?" Adrian asked of his host.

[Devon]

Gilbert came over to Adrian and greeted the other noble. "No, I don't think he has just yet," he replied.

As he finished talking the door swung open and in walked Liam. One of Gilbert's servants took the cue they were given in case this happened and quickly acted. "Presenting Lord Liam, Regent of Grandisle," the servant announced.

Liam walked in casually, sporting the colors of Morilanta in fine silk. Looking around he nodded his head in approval. "So this is one of those famous parties I heard about, not bad so far," he said out loud.

Gilbert left Adrian's side and walked over to Liam, bowing to the regent. "Welcome to my home Milord. Would you care for a drink?" he asked

[Kender Bard]

Adrian glanced at Liam with a look of fear and repulsion.

"Hide your true feelings," Lydia hissed in his ear. "Did your mother teach you nothing of courtly ettiquette."

Adrian turned away as he worked to master his expression. In the meanwhile, Lydia glided to Liam's side. "Why my lord! Don't you look terribly resplendid. Your homeland's colors suit you; luckily for you. I've known a few people who had the dreadful misfortune to have to garb themselves in such hideous colors because their forefathers must have been blind."

[Skittlebug]

The Ryker twins make their way from among the other guests to stand near Adrian, both done up in their house colours, yellow and green. Kadoc shares a look with his friend, feeling much the same as Adrian, while Kamilla arches a brow at Lydia and does a rather good job of gagging with a straight face.

[Devon]

Liam glanced at Gilbert for a second and replied, "A drink would be nice." Gilbert quickly had one of his servants bring Liam a glass and then he went off to greet the twins.

Liam turned his attention to Lydia and smirked. "Well you already seem to be making a good impression. You and the host seem to the be the only ones unafraid to speak. About the colors of my clothes, even if I weren't Morilantan I'd still wear dark colors. I find bright things to be a tad gaudy."

[Kender Bard]

Lydia's smile remained in place, plastered there by her will, even though she was hissing inside. Naturally, all the Grandislers tended towards bright clothing. She was no exception; her own dress was pink in two shades, both bright. "Well my lord, you likely know better than I," she said, bowing her head slightly in deference. "I myself do enjoy the bright colors, but you have probably noticed that it is the cultural trend. Perhaps a failing of ours, collectively."

Adrian looked like he was going to be sick by Lydia's copious boot licking. Still, he didn't miss Liam's words and made his way over, giving his a stiff bow. "Greetings to you, Lord Liam," he muttered in a low voice.

[Devon]

Liam glanced at Adrian and nodded his head in approval. "Hello," he said simply. Taking a sip of his drink he continued his conversation with Lydia. "You misunderstand me. I said I find bright colors gaudy. Meaning I don't prefer to wear them myself, what another wears isn't my concern at all. For you bright colors seem to work milady."

[Kender Bard]

Lydia tittered and made the appropriate noises; bashful denial and the like.

His duty done he hurried back to the Ryker twins and murmured in a low voice, "You'd best go greet him. He doesn't seem to like being ignored."

[Skittlebug]

"You're right, of course," Kadoc sighs and the twins share a look, plastering smiles on their faces. They make they're way over, Kadoc leading the way, and dip into a bow and curtsy respectively. "Lord Liam, good evening."

[Devon]

"Good evening," Liam replied back. Looking around for a moment he posed the question on his mind out loud, "So is there any entertainment at all or are we supposed to amuse ourselves with banter?"

Gilbert took the cue for what it was and stepped forward. "Lord Liam I've managed to bring together all of the remaining bards and musicians I could find for the party this evening." Gil signaled to one of his servants who drew back a large curtain, revealing several musicians and a singer. Giving them a quick nod, the bards began to play a festive song for the occasion.

"Hmph, not bad," Liam muttered to himself.

[Kender Bard]

It was once that every great house boasted twenty singers and twice as many players on roster, Lydia thought angrily. No doubt most of those bards had been captured, killed, or shipped away. "What kind of music do Morilantans enjoy?"

[Skittlebug]

Having greeted Liam, Kadoc and Kamilla retreat back into the crowd, Kamilla beginning to sway to the music. Regardless of the circumstances, she had missed this. They had discussed ways to endure the ball and she was going to devote the night to Soahc and enjoy herself.

She itched to find a dancing partner, but would wait until Liam had a chance to have the first dance, much as it irked her.

Kadoc inclines his head to Adrian, "How about we see about something to drink, hmm?"

[Devon]

"Morilanta is the home of Evil," Leon began. "Sometimes it can be a really dark place, so some prefer music that matches the macabre. But like any Force there are always other sides to it, I myself prefer something more festive, sensual as well," he told her simply.

Gilbert had stayed near Adrian and the twins. Glancing over he said, "I can help you two with that."

[Kender Bard]

"Please," Adrian muttered, to both. "Something stiff. But not too much; I don't want to completely lose my senses here."

Lydia tittered. "Oh that's good. Would you care for a dance, my lord?"