3 Thrax Guards, Freja the long suffering arrive, following Coraline.

Isabelle, who isn't happy to be doing this arrives, following Niklas.


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It's so subtle that most people fail to notice it. For just a moment, perhaps no more than a half a second, every single silver coin in the city of Arx glows faintly. A little glimmer, a trick of the light surely that the vast majority dismiss, or perhaps their eyes deceived them. But still, a few swore it happened. If only for a half second.
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Georgette, 1 Greenmarch Guard arrive, following Simone.

1 Grayson House Guards, Peaches, a lovely white war filly with a peach saddle, Deliverance, an albino falcon, Stormy, a silvery gray hunting hound, Rascal, a hyper terrier, Rosalie, a lady in waiting arrive, following Reese.

Percephon puts an icicle shaped stick of hard candy in roomy, gently used leather satchel.

Percephon puts Last Will of Lord Percephon Telmar in roomy, gently used leather satchel.

Niklas puts Third Place Statue - Grandmaster Dance-Off in green and purple banded backpack.

Niklas puts a musical wooden banjo in green and purple banded backpack.

The forest solar has been set up for a quiet meeting. There's finger food on the tables and booze at the bar and Monique doling out drinks to everyone arriving, looking a mixture of excited and grim.

Reese arrives the solar while wearing quite a bit of pink and while toting along her many weapons. She glances over the area, trying to get a feel for things. Monique is given a smile. "Lady Monique." She say sand then has a smile for the redhead.

It's the grim expression on Monique's face that causes Percephon to add a splash of Greenmarch whiskey to his cup of orange spice tea. He adds another splash, just in case.

"...some tall scrawny redhead that trips over everything. I'm almost afraid of teaching her how to stitch someone out of fear that she'll miss." Margret says to Alessandro as they walk into the Solar. She smiles at Monique before asking, "Do you want help passing things out?" Her eyes flit over her cousin's face with some concern, but she doesn't say anything just yet.

Cora arrives with expectations! Yes, that Monique wouldn't be so cruel, so horrible, so terrible as to not provide rum /knowing/ she was going to be there. So of course upon arrival the first step is to make sure. She marches right up to Monique, right /up/ I say and winks, "So, you did provide the best drink for any occasion yes? And to prevent confusion, I of course mean rum." The grim look is met with a subtle shoulder nudge of encouragement. Looking around everyone else gets a warm smile because well, they deserve it dammit.

Niklas steps in and glances around. Oh, good, no elf. Whew. Not having to pretend that he doesn't find the elf to be gross and offputting will make this whole thing a lot easier. He takes a glass of whatever and says, "Lady Monique. I hope you solve the case of the worse verse here soon." Moves past her to the finger foods. The best kind of foods! Though when he hears a familiar voice he turns and smiles. "Lady Margret! So good to see you."

Simone walks in with her head bent as she speaks softly to a servant by her side, as the servant rushes off to do the mistress' bidding, she turns to face the room with a warm smile. Making her way quietly over to the table, she gives Monique a slightly sympathetic look as she spots the grim look on her face. Turning she smiles warmly at all of the guests, though and says softly, "Welcome to Greenmarch Lodge."

Happily accepting a drink, Theodoric selects two or three items from the various plates, quickly out of hands he shoves a bit in his mouth attempting to fit all his other selections into one hand. He makes his way somewhat obliviously through the gathering looking for a place to make himself comfortable. He manages to notice Coraline, and gives her a nod, flinging a few crumbs from his face.

Whatever Margret is saying has Alessandro chuckling as they both come into the solar, and he says, "I shall decline from offering myself as a practice subject, then." He looks up as he says it at those already in the room, a nod to Percephone, Coraline and then to Reese with a smile for all, and then to Niklas as well. "Lord Niklas," he says, "how are you? Getting ready for princehood?" His gaze shifts to Monique then, and some of his own smile fades away at the expression, though he nods to her as well. And then Simone! Was that everyone? Hopefully!

Percephon offers very faint smile to his cousin Simone, and then to the other Greenmarch cousins-by-marriage. He settles at the walnut table, a little discomfited, glancing around until he takes a few slow - deep breaths and forces himself to settle. Cup of whiskey-spiked tea resting on his knee. "This was - rather, still is, one of my favorite spaces in the Lodge. Thank you for holding this planning meeting here."

"Master Ulbran." Margret says to Theodoric with a warm smile. Her expression brightens when she sees Niklas, "Lord Niklas! I've been trying to catch you for this...ahem, idea I have." She grins a touch before smiling to Coraline and Reese. "Princess Coraline and Princess Reese. Lord Percephon have you seen the Hot Spring yet?" Everyone greeted she snags a drink and sits down at the table.

Reese finds herself some snacks and she looks for a place to sit as well. She has a warm smile for Simone, a playful wave for Coraline and then a smile for Alessandro as well. She seems to be a pleasant enough mood, but the somber glint is in her expression as it oten is. She then waves to Magret too.

Monique's smile of greeting is for everyone coming in and drinks are handed out, and delegated to Margret too. Coraline gets a wrinkle at rum. A big nose wrinkle. "I'm so glad you all could come, and I'm sure we'll catch the book thief soon! But this meeting is for gala planning! And my gratitude to you all! I thought we'd go over the committee positions, if everyone is ammenable, and the vision for this grand party. Sound good?" She waves folks to the table.

"Prince Theo told me all about the secret Prince meetings, and honestly, they sound awful. I just don't like horses that much. But if I must, I must. Other than that, things are looking up." Niklas steps forward to take Alessandro's hand for a big expressive shake. "Absolutely, Lady Margret. Name the time and place." When Monique starts talking Niklas turns and finds himself a place to sit. "Sure. I'm still surprised at my inclusion here, but... who can say no to history?"

Chuckling as the demand for rum is met with nose wrinkles, Cora goes to pilfer what booze she can and some noms then winks at Reese and heads her way. Alassandro and Theodoric both get bright smiles and Margret gets a warm one, "Lady Margret it is always a pleasure to see you." Settling next to Reese, Cora goes about beginning to enjoy the noms as she listens to Mo and nods at the question, because answering is only polite.

Theodoric gets an inclination of his head in greeting, as well, before Alessandro turns back to Monique as she begins. He listens thoughtfully, and then once she's finished, gives his own murmur of assent, though he doesn't add anything more quite yet, perhaps waiting for his assignment before that.

Simone slips quietly into her place at the table after picking up a glass of whiskey. Turning to listen to her sister quietly as she sips the whiskey. She nods to Mo's question, "Certainly, sister, tell us what you need please."

A very flustered and late-running Reigna arrives, pink in the cheeks, head bowed and with a tiny smidge of blood along the underside of her jaw. She moves over towards the others, headed for the first open seat near them that she can find, "Lady Monique I am terribly sorry for my tardiness. There was an accident and I was needed at the Hospital right as I was about to leave."

Vern arrives, delivering a message to Reigna before departing.

Margret gives Reigna a sympathetic, knowing look. "Countess Keaton what would you like to drink?" She takes a handkerchief, and subtly passes it to her before she gives her a look and taps the underside of her own chin. Then she stands up before asking, "Does anyone else need a refresher while I'm up?"

Theodoric puts his drink, and various snacks down on the table, brushing his hands off on his trousers. He unbuttons his overcoat, settling in for the discussion of assignments, logistics, and the typical party planning endeavors for which he is known for.

"No need to apologize at all, Countess Keaton, welcome!" Monique replies to Reigna, taking a seat at the table with her drink. "So the theme for this grand Gala? Everything overdone. Everything will be big, bigger, biggest. And the committee roles that I have in mind. I would like one person for a Whisper Liaison, someone to work with them and deal with contracts and promotion of the event. Two people to focus on obtaining prizes, two for decor, two for game organizing and running, and one person to source out entertainment for the event. If any of those roles particularly appeals to you? I'd love to hear it!"

"Prizes, that seems doable --" Percephon opines, gently, and he takes a sip of his tea.

Simone raises her brows slightly in surprise as she spots Theodoric, then quickly gives him a polite smile and a nod of her head in quiet greeting. She quickly turns her head to Monique, "Oh that is simple... I would definitely like to assist with the design for the decor, sister, though I will aid you wherever you find yourself in need." She gives Mo a warm smile.

"My thanks, Lady Margret, a drink would be lovely. Ah... wine, if that is easily had?" When the subtle cue comes, Reigna's blush deepens and she ducks her head to the side, scrubbing at the mark on her chin. Thankfully it comes away easily, though is replaced by a faint pink mark from the pressure. As the roles are explained, Reigna considers them for a moment and nods, "I could work on the games, perhaps?"

GusGus, the fluffy Whitehold Mountain puppy arrives, delivering a message to Reigna before departing.

"I can liese with Whispers,"Cora says from her seat.

Theodoric returns Simone's acknowledgement with a wink. Having almost finished his drink and a small collection of crumbs littering his thick beard the only remains of the food, he speaks up. "I think I might be able to dig up some prizes that meet the criteria of biggest, if not the most outlandish."

"Entertainment works for me," says Niklas. "My protege founded the Bard's College. If I can't find someone, or a few someones, worth entertaining at a party like this, then I think maybe I should let her find someone new."

Margret gets a glass of white wine for Reigna, and hands it off to her before she sits down at the table again. "I can take up any role that isn't filled. So your pick, love." she looks to Alessandro, "Organizing games or decor?"

Alessandro lets most of those in the room choose, his head tipping to the side with a thoughtful look. He turns to Margret then at her words, and a little smile warms his face as he says, "I think, perhaps, games. You would be better suited to the decor than I would, I think."

Reese peeks over to Reigna, giving her a smile. "Welcome Countess." She says, seemingly happy to see her. She looks over to Monique next seemingly thoughtful. "I am not sure where would be suited in this all, but I am willing to help."

Crow - Thraxian Steward arrives, delivering a message to Coraline before departing.

Celeste, the realist messenger have been dismissed.

GusGus, the fluffy Whitehold Mountain puppy arrives, delivering a message to Percephon before departing.

Reigna accepts the glass of wine with a deeply felt, "Thank you," to Margret. She looks over to Reese and smiles brightly, "Hello Princess Reese! So good to see you." Reigna takes a deep drink of her wine and tries to relax.

Percephon, finishes his tea and quietly excuses himself to accept a messenger. It's only a couple of lines, but it's making him laugh. Then, he looks alarmed. "Beg pardon. My lady-wife forgot to tie up the kid. He might get into my chemicals, and that wouldn't do. Wait -- I mean the goat. Not a child. Only half-shav, you see." Exit, noble nerd, pursued by worry.

Carmichael Ulbran leaves, following Theodoric.

Marie, chef of Keaton Hall arrives, delivering a message to Margret before departing.

Georgette, 1 Greenmarch Guard leave, following Simone.

Isabelle, who isn't happy to be doing this leaves, following Niklas.

1 Grayson House Guards, Peaches, a lovely white war filly with a peach saddle, Deliverance, an albino falcon, Stormy, a silvery gray hunting hound, Rascal, a hyper terrier, Rosalie, a lady in waiting leave, following Reese.

Rodrigo leaves, following Alessandro.

1 Greenmarch Guard, Alessandro leave, following Margret.

3 Thrax Guards, Freja the long suffering leave, following Coraline.