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Post by Diocles on Feb 24, 2021 7:40:17 GMT
[7,9,5 two]
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Post by Storyteller on Feb 24, 2021 7:41:48 GMT
You have seen envy often to recognize it. Your beauty is greater than his, but it is your hair that sparked that look in his eyes.
And the three men with Ravenus are all equally attracted...
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Post by Diocles on Feb 24, 2021 7:44:27 GMT
I flash Ravenus a wide smile. "Well, not as far as you might think. I've a place here on the Kelamvi." I turn to the other men. "Am I correct in assuming that you run the Bosan?"
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Post by Storyteller on Feb 24, 2021 7:52:55 GMT
"You are correct, pretty one," says one, a Skenje. "I am Marcellus Tamsin. These are my quadmates, Danus." Here he gestures to the Jarad of the three, "and this is Ingvald." The third of the three, you only now get a good look at, and he is pale as Sindre, with eyes as blue, but his hair is blond, paler and fairer than Skenje locks.
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Post by Diocles on Feb 24, 2021 7:55:46 GMT
"I am pleased to meet you all. I would like to have a moment of your time within the next couple days to show you my manuscript. I've got a play, a troupe, and my own musicians. I write verse and song. My name is Caoimhghin, and I work with such associated as Sindre, the Vadal harpist, and Anak-Sa'ir, the Zenji actor."
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Post by Storyteller on Feb 24, 2021 8:00:27 GMT
(Perc+Empathy)
Marcellus Tamsin says, "Well, that sounds like a good plan, lovely. When would you be able to show us the script? We ought to be able to meet you this week?"
He glances at Danus.
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Post by Diocles on Feb 24, 2021 8:01:18 GMT
[7,2,10 two]
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Post by Storyteller on Feb 24, 2021 8:04:14 GMT
You notice that Danus paid more heed to your words than your looks, and that the mention of Anak-Sa'ir increased his interest.
Ingvald was not paying much attention to your words, but the moment you said "Sindre" he swallowed hard and looked down.
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Post by Diocles on Feb 24, 2021 8:06:36 GMT
"That's just two members of our Cygnet Committee--that's what we call the troupe. We have the best talent in Nirrion, and we're looking to recruit more." I think a moment. "Actually, Anak-Sa'ir is here with me now. If you have time before the cast party--if there is one it'll be some time before everyone's out of makeup and costume anyway--we could show you the play now."
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Post by Storyteller on Feb 24, 2021 8:08:53 GMT
Marcellus glances at Danus, but then Maximilian Ravenus cuts in, "Oh, please, darlings! Don't abandon me now just before the party!"
Ingvald says, in heavily accented Skenje, "Cygnet ... Commitment? I want to see them!"
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Post by Diocles on Feb 24, 2021 8:11:36 GMT
I shrug. "That can be arranged. If we can get my play in here, you'll see them all on the darker stage practicing nightly until opening night, when at last you shall see them on the lighted stage!" I lean in a whisper in faux conspiratorial tones. "But there's also dress rehearsal, which only you would see. A private show, if you will! Sindre's music, Anak-Sa'ir's acting and singing, and a plot to make you weep."
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Post by Storyteller on Feb 24, 2021 8:16:06 GMT
Danus tucks Ravenus' arm through his and turns toward the door. "Marcellus will join us after he drops Ingvald off at home. The lad is too young to be out all night."
As Danus and Ravenus go out into the night, Marcellus Tamsin takes Ingvald by the hand. "Lead on, fair Elunian. Take us to Anak-Sa'ir the Zenji actor. Danus had spoken to me about having heard of the Zenji making waves at the quality's cenas. Now, he's been brought to us, and by the loveliest herald I've ever seen. We would love to see your script, too."
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Post by Diocles on Feb 24, 2021 8:18:32 GMT
As we go back to find Anak-Sa'ir, I say, "Funny you mention the quality's cenas. It was I who directed that performance. I was there, too."
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Post by Storyteller on Feb 24, 2021 8:21:24 GMT
"That is excellent news, fair one," says Marcellus, "for I was hoping I would not have to try to hire the Zenji while looking for the playwright he had worked with before."
Ingvald's brow is furrowing. "Where is the Cygnet?" he asks. "Are we going there in tonight?"
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Post by Diocles on Feb 24, 2021 8:24:17 GMT
I chuckle and shake my head. "You misunderstand. We are the Cygnet Committee. The people. You would see us if we are hired. You'd see us here."
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