Katryn arrives, following Drake.

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Every color of the rainbow makes up hundreds of origami
stars that have been hung by long silk ribbons from the
ceiling. The sparkling paper has been folded in several
different sizes and hung at varying lengths to give them
the effect of distance. Matching stars in small sizes
have been tossed all over the tables and have various
mystery messages on them that thank you for being a
wonderful and beautiful person.

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Attendance: 25+ writs(Any) or equivalent silver or Attire
modeled for The Lodge of Petrichor.

* The Attendance Uni-Tax is optional BUT donations of
25+ writs(Any) will receive a unicorn themed party favor!
~Please send donations/etc to Clara Crovane and page Clara
your name if wearing a mask!

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A Unicorn Wonderland! And what's more majestic than a giant, multi-colored, bright colored but also pastel colored unicorn? The answer? Absolutely nothing at all! It's a two-person operation and somehow it seems like the exceptionally large people inside of it have figured out how to move around without crashing into everything around them. That's not to say that they crash into nothing, because they're still bumping into the occasional person or waiter. "Ooops, sorry! HEY- watch where your hands are, we've talked about this--" Comes an apology followed by a quick, fussy complaint from a deep rumbling voice at the front half of the costume. The unicorn turns its head and is thankfully tall enough that the absurdly long horn doesn't hit anyone, but if there's any low hanging decorations? Oops. "Neiiiigghhhhhhh," the unicorn goes as it attempts to move around a cluster of people. It stomps its feet. It's big, clunky, sparkly feet.

The problem with a two person costume is it takes up a /lot/ of room. So even as the gigantic unicorn clomps into the party, there's a portion of it that's still trailing back out towards the hall: the tail, a beautiful rainbow tail of magnificent proportions that is also very much a tripping hazard. "Are we in yet?!" comes a muffled voice from the /back/ half of the unicorn, who kicks up the back legs and then puts them down again in a stomping, glittery sort of affair. "What sound does the back half of a unicorn make anyway?" Since the /front/ half decided to start neighing. Whoever this back half person is, is really ruining everyone's immersion probably.

Frosty, a friendly English sheepdog, Misty, a sweet-hearted, but bossy Mistward Labrador arrive, following Svana.

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask is probably the antithesis of the theme. A lanky woman in a bone-white gown with a small train trailing behind. Her mask is of a skull, with even her eyes hidden from view. She pays her entry fee and then surveys the room in silence. Her head keens at the clomping unicorn. She's staying out of its' way. She nonetheless pays her entry fee and goes to watch.

And here comes another perhaps not as ridiculous costume! A unicorn's horn. That's it. The garment has been shaped to swirl from a pointed headpiece down to a hooped bottom, with a hole for the face and arms and that's it. It sure is... something. The person inside, for it isn't clear of gender or height or really anything much, moves with an awkward shuffle, perhaps aware at how constraining the horn is. It isn't until the voice is heard, which is decidedly feminine, that any clue is given as to identity. She's laughing as someone speaks behind her, and she has to spin completely to see a servant offering refreshment. "Thanks!" she murmurs, her ribbon-tied hand clasping a cup of whatever that is, and then spinning to survey the crowd.

Someone wearing the front half of a unicorn costume stops and seems to be thinking, looking up at the ceiling through the tiny eye-holes in the unicorn head. "Um. We'll both neigh! I don't think there's any rule on us not neighing." The front half of the costume seems satisfied with this. "Do you want a drink?" How is that going to work? Well, it'll go something like this. The unicorn will painstakingly walk to the bar where the front half person will break his (they look like big hairy man) arms out of the costume through a hole. He'll get a drink and then his arms retracts BACK INTO THE COSTUME and he seems to be turning around within the ensemble and handing it off to whoever is in there with him. For a moment, the movements going on inside of the costume are truly horrifying.

Someone wearing Mythical Black Butterfly Unicorn enters with a fluttering grace. Her gossamer blue skirts brushing the ground as she walks. She looks majestic and a bit terrifying as all wondrous creatures can be. With fluid steps she moves about the room.



Tonight's hostess, Lady Shaman Clara Crovane, is standing at the doors greeting everyone as they come in with a smile she looks like she might be having fun even though she is not really known to be the grand party type. Still she is amused and enjoying herself as everyone streams in. "I fricken love all the costumes! Thank you all for your support."

Salt - A Sassy Warhorse arrives, following Pepper.

Someone wearing Mask of the Romantic waddles in, really not wearing anything in theme - aside from the fact that the colors are sort of pastel and nice. Tonight's outfit seems to have been more based on what the heavily pregnant woman could fit into rather than the unicorn theme. She looks around and gravitates toward Clara, stopping short when the Lady addresses the crowd at large. She moves to sit in a nearby chair, fanning herself with a little paper fan.

Someone wearing Salacious Colombina Unicorn Mask walks into the event covered in the black unicorn outfit that really isn't an outfit at all. This is not a costume meant for the Oathlands or small children. The gown is sheer with gemstones scattereed everywhere to keep it 'decent' and that's a stretch. The woman's head turns from one direction to the next to watch all the costumes. Her eyes follow the two in one and her lips quirk with a bit of amusement before she moves towards Clara. To the hostess, she lowers beautifully. "Thank you for hosting such a wonderful event." There is a purring quality to the salacious unicorn's words before she moves over to find a drink.

Someone wearing the second half of a unicorn costume taps an obnoxiously glittering back foot against the ballroom as he thinks himself. There seems to be some sort of agreement however, because the next thing that comes out from the back half of the unicorn is a resounding: "NEEIIIIIGHHHHH!!" It doesn't sound anything like a horse. Or a unicorn. Just a man in a costume bellowing loudly. "That feels better. How're you gonna get a drink back here?" It's a question for the ages, a mystery to unfold as this two person contraption clomps across the ballroom, dragging this incredibly long tail behind it. Then comes quite a bit of grotesque movement inside as the drink is passed and, presumably, drunk. The back of the unicorn belches like the majestic beast that it is.

Graham arrives into the room, though he's not had time to come up with a costume, the young man isn't one to miss a charity event if he's at all able to help it. He moves in and off to the side looking at all those who are masked and dressed seeming quite to enjoy the group thus far. He will take the time to find someone to offer over writs too that he's brought for the occasion before moving back to enjoy for now while people watching for the moment.

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask makes her way to the bar to order a drink. And by order, she points to a bottle in her ongoing silence. She seems to be staring at the unicorn's attempt at drinking. Her head shakes a little and she retreats to wallflower and observe the room.

The Unicorn Horn spies the full unicorn (all two parts of it), and a smile breaks out across her lips. She doesn't approach the magnificent creature, as unicorns are known to be especially elusive, but there is certainly amused admiration in her gaze as she sips at her drink, just standing there awkwardly like a giant horn might.

Someone wearing Mask of the Romantic looks at the two separate parts of the unicorn costume, biting her lower lip and giggling softly. She crosses her legs at the ankle and leans back in her chair, trying to get comfortable. Once one of the unicorn headbands is passed to her, she runs her fingers over it fondly. "Hello, you," the Romantic says to it, as if she's held it before.

Somehow, someway, the drink gets back there. Then a second drink is brought into the costume and both halves of the unicorn are hastily drinking before there's more horrible movements and the glasses are coming back out the front hole. "Okay, now what?" the front half asks, moving away from the bar. There's more stompig of the feet and loud NEIGHING which is, yes, just a man bellowing the word neigh from inside of the costume.

Someone wearing a weeping willow bejeweled mask walks into the Ballroom not dressed quite in a costume, no, but she is wearing a lovely gown of pale blue silk that has a opaline unicorn embroidered on the bodice. Her mask matches in color, though not in theme, unless one imagines the unicorn is dancing beneath the willow branches in some fantasy story. She smiles to see all of those who arrived both in costume and not, giving her attendance fee to Clara as she stands near the door. "What a fun idea, Lady Clara. I can't wait to see how this all goes." The Crovane shaman might recognize the voice, or the eye behind the mask that gives her a wink, but maybe not. She heads off to the bar to get a drink, if nothing else it will serve as a prop in her hand as she people watches.

Someone wearing Mythical Black Butterfly Unicorn moves and hugs Clara. "Beautiful Party." She congratulated the young Shaman. "It looks beautiful." Majestic Unicorn then moves to Romantic. "You look familiar." She says with a grin in her voice before being handed a drink.

Ordain has joined the a lovely set of stained oak wood and lavender brocade chaise lounge couches.


Even the bookworm heard news of this ball, and she comes dressed to impress. Simple but Elegant the Crovane woman looks around the party... and her expression is a little bit awed. She looks to all those gathered so far... the many parts of the unicorn, the masked personages... and a few other that opted to go maskless. Taking a deep breath, Pepper crovane spots a target to /hide/ scratch that... socialize with. She approaches the woman in the mask, the expecting mother, hoping it was the only expecting woman she knows. She gives the romantic masked woman a friendly smile, and says little as she sits, making sure to leave a seat imbetween them for her partner should they arrive. "If I pass out my friend... well don't panic... I will wake up eventually when the shock and awe wears off." She mutters mostly so the women next to her could hear. She smiles to the Butterfly masked one, her eyes questioning to see if she could recognize the individual. "Good evening."

Ordain has left the a lovely set of stained oak wood and lavender brocade chaise lounge couches.

Ordain has joined the an exquisite wooden stage.

Someone wearing Salacious Colombina Unicorn Mask turns her eyes towards the neighing for a few moments. There might not be enough alcohol for this, but there is definitely entertainment. She sashays towards the wearer of the Bone Mask and cocks a hip to lean nearby. A sweep of a gaze from top to bottom, before the Salacious one tosses back her 'mane' of multiple gemstones. "Are you going to speak you think?" Her voice is pitched low as she looks around at the others, watching those that come and go. "If I'm /tibia/ honest, it adds a bit of interest in silence, but it's not as /humerus/."

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask'S lips are barely visible under the half-mask and what can be seen when she sips her drink is a dry smirk. The skull seems to admire the Salacious Colombina; at least, the black eyed gaze follows the woman in the 'sheer' dress. At the puns she just face-palms. Still in silence. Her head shakes slowly.

The atmosphere is enjoyable enough even for one who wasn't able to procure a mask and costume. Graham moves further in towards the group to at least mingle or perhaps see if he's able to figure out anyones identity which is part of the fun for him at least.

How did a messenger find her when she is all masked up and covered in unicorn horn? WHO KNOWS. But such is what happens to draw the woman's attention, and she looks down to the letter. "Eek!" comes one of those 'oh crap I totally forgot' kind of sounds, and she's reaching down to grab the bottom of the horn, hike it up, and turn to run out the door!

A messenger arrives, delivering a message to Clara before departing.

Ordain has left the an exquisite wooden stage.

Someone wearing Mask of the Romantic looks at the Butterfly Masked woman, grinning. "Well, I think I'm the only woman nearing a due date here. I rather think it's easy to tell who I am!" She eyeballs the Butterfly Masked woman, still smiling widely. Then as Pepper sits by her, she reaches out to squeeze the other woman's hand. "Do not pass out! Leave that to me. Everyone here looks great, don't they?" The Romantic leans in and whispers something to Pepper gently.


Coming into the ballroom, Llyr takes a slow scan of the room, then stops and blinks as he spots Clara. He carefully makes his way over to her, looking her up and down, shaking his head and smiling. He offers her some writs and leans to speak silently to her.

Someone wearing Salacious Colombina Unicorn Mask smiles in a slow manner, as if everything she does is very slow and un-hurried. She watches the facepalm and there is a press of her lips to attempt not to laugh at the reaction. She just sighs softly and takes a drink. "I didn't want you to just stand on the wall and have /no body/ to talk to, you know?" Her eyes sweep over the outfit and then back around the room again. "You /marrowly/ escaped the conversation, but luckily for you that I can carry on both sides. I just hope it doesn't go right through you." Okay, really, she's going to stop. Really.

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask takes a long sip of her drink; something probably pink and fruity based on the theme. "If I say something, will you stop," she says in a low voice, a touch huskier than most women.



Clara chuckles at the neigh! And the question of how to get the drink to the other side of the costume before she looks to the Willow Costumed individual. "Thank you, I am hoping everyone has a wonderful time and we raise good funds for the Lodge and the precious creatures they care for." The Shaman slowly turns to face the Salacious Unicorn and smiles at them and the Skull Masked individual. "Good evening." She looks over to Llyr as he enters and chuckles as he looks her over in her dress. When he leans into whisper she places a kiss on his lips. "Hey, thank you for coming." She takes his writs and gives him a headband. "I know this isn't really your thing so thank you for being here too." She gives him another kiss on the cheek and wraps an arm around him. "Pepper! You look wonderful! How are the kids doing?"

Someone wearing Salacious Colombina Unicorn Mask laughs fully towards the woman in the Skull Mask. "I mean, I wouldn't want to break the conversation, so of course, I'd give you a moment of relief. So why did you decide on your costume?" She keeps her voice pitched low as she watches Clara move around the room. Then she looks at the other costumes, "Which is your favorite so far? The two person one?" Her lips twitch a bit towards that and then back towards the woman beside her. A lowering of her form in greeting though. It is probably a pink, fruity drink, but free alcohol is free alcohol.

Someone wearing Mythical Black Butterfly Unicorn sips her drink and nods before greeting Pepper. "Lady Pepper, goos to see you again." She looks over and signals to wave over Graham. The poor man needn't be alone

Someone wearing the second half of a unicorn costume accidentally kicks a hoof into the drinks table. It doesn't come /crashing down/ or anything, but there's a loud CLUNKING sounds and then, "Oh shit!" comes from the back end of the costume. "I didn't mean to do that. Move your /ass/," he says to the front half, then there's nothing but laughter. "Wait, I'm the ass. Move your front." The two-person unicorn starts to clomp-clomp-clomp away from anything that's easily broken, dragging it's rainbow tail behind it.

A good cause, indeed," she says in return to Clara from nearby where she lingers now with drink in hand. Every turn of her head sends the silk ribboned willow branches swaying before her face. She examines each costume, her gray eyes seeming to smile at the sight of most of them. She can't help but watch the duo of the front and half unicorns though, their antics making her lift a hand to cover her laughter.

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask raises a hand to also greet Pepper. Perhaps she knows her, perhaps she's just joining in the crowd in saying hi. She shrugs her bared shoulders at Salacious and replies, in that same low tone, "It's the only costume I like wearing. Of the others? The giant horn amused me." She gracefully moves away from the two-fer-corn to keep the drinks from spilling on her off-white dress.

"Why I think we should have tied the tail up! That thing is going to be filthy after this is over!" Aw, shit. Now the drink table is shaking. Rumbling laughter bursts out from inside. The person in the front of the costume rushes forward to try and get them out of the way. Look out, galloping unicorn coming through. When they get to a clear-ish area he calls out, "WHO WANTS TO RIDE THE UNICORN." You're welcome back-half.

Graham looks up and smiles friendly moving over as he's waved over. "Hello, lady unicorn." He offers in way of greeting though he's perhaps unsure he'll add the usual. "Ah, Count Graham Byrne.. just in case we indeed do not know one another." He says with a chuckle. "Though Graham is fine."

Someone wearing Mask of the Romantic shifts and laughs loudly at the two halves of the unicorn, clapping her swollen hands with delight. "I'm sorry, you probably couldn't hold my weight!" Then she lets out a surprised little cry. "Tehom's greased up elbow, one of the babies has the hiccups again!"

Someone wearing Salacious Colombina Unicorn Mask smiles towards Pepper, who knows is she knows her or not. Then there is an offer to ride the unicorn and Salacious almost chokes on her drink. Almost. There is a slight clearing of her throat. "Perhaps, my Skully Friend, you should throw the unicorn a bone..." Okay really, she's done now. Really. ".. and let them give you the ride of your life. I hear two is better than one."

Someone wearing the second half of a unicorn costume NEEEEEEEEEIGHHHHHs loudly again as the unicorn rushes towards the center of the room. They definitely seem to be very coordinated together! Finally, at least. "Wait what?" squeaks the back end before there's a pause and an exaggerated wag of the back half's bottom, to make that rope-like rainbow tail SWISH. "FREE UNICORN RIDES! COME RIDE THE UNICORN!" Maybe he's okay with this.

"There isn't enough alcohol in all of Arx," the Skull Woman mutters dryly as the tail swishes back and forth.


Lllyr does put the Unicorn headband on his head and looks to Clara curiously as he moves to her other side to be out of the way of others coming in to greet her, 'And whaere else would I be? I know the Lodge is more about land than sea, but certainl important as well." He pauses to look out over all of the costumes being worn.

Someone wearing the front half of a unicorn costume calls out to the person wearing Mask of the Romantic, "That's okay! Maybe next time!" This type of coordination in the ridiculous costume took practice. If they've achieved nothing else in life, it's successfully managing to do this without destroying the whole party. "WE WON'T DROP YOU!" That was part of the practice.

Someone wearing Salacious Colombina Unicorn Mask smiles and attempts to loop an arm through the Skull one. "Oh, there is always enough alcohol. You go first. I will go after you." She is very easily evaded as she tries to direct the woman to the ride.

An over-eager cremello Artshall destrier with striking blue eyes, Lokni Tideborn, A Nerdy Metalsmith arrive, following Asher.

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask jerks her arm away, sloshing her drink. It threatens to escape the glass and she curses in a low muttered voice. "Like I said, not enough alcohol. You go," she says with a lift of her chin towards the shouting Unicorn Duo.

Seated next to Pepper, the Romantic watches the two halves of the unicorn with amusement. Of course, hearing what the Salacious Colombina masked woman says to Pepper, the Romantic bursts out into more laughter and then starts to hiccup herself. She looks down at her stomach and winces a bit, shaking her head. "I do wish they'd make their minds up..." She eyeballs the two women arguing about the unicorn rides, smiling. "I wish someone would take a unicorn ride, for pity's sake. This may be the only chance any of us ever get to ride a unicorn. Let alone what I assume is two men at once." And just like that, the night is immeasurably ruined due to innuendo.

Someone wearing Salacious Colombina Unicorn Mask considers and nods her head to that. "I'll be back." Then she will approach the two-part unicorn. There is a tip of her head as the gemstones sparkle in the lights as she looks at the front end and then the back end. A breath as if not certain how to do. "I'll go for a ride, just tell me how you want me."

Merek makes a way into the place, looking like he's a turtle, perhaps to be a bit in theme, while he wears black and green. Though people would know him to be the turtle guy not himself, though he puts his mask on in between coming into the place!

Someone wearing the second half of a unicorn costume is not at the front of the unicorn, but it's his voice that pipes up when Salacious comes for a ride. "Try not to sit on my head please!"

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask falls back into her silence as she sips her drink. The double-unicorn gets another curious, one presumes, glance.

Someone wearing the front half of a unicorn costume sort of kneels down a bit, "Try to get on his shoulders-back!" he offers helpfully.


Perhaps the ballroom has a party in full swing, but that does not deter someone from their job; Asher Grayhope enters, trying to be quiet as he does. Looking around, he finds his 'quarry', heading straight for the woman hosting the event, while carrying a wooden box under his arm. Once to her, he's smiling. "Finally complete. It may in fact be still warm and will remain so for a few hours. This one... I daresay even the Lyceum will think it's colorful." The box is then offered to Clara, and of course it's latched with hinges - but not locked. It does not need to be. "Damn this whirlpool, aye?" He then looks around, and spots the person wearing the Mask of the Romantic; he clearly knows who it is, so he waves at them with a wink.

Someone wearing Salacious Colombina Unicorn Mask looks down at her barely there outfit and then the large unicorn. Then her lips curve as she drops her voice towards the back middle. One hand comes out to perhaps try to avoid the head area before she swings herself up with a hop. HOP! Where she lands is hopefully in the right spot, but well one never knows when there is a front half and a back half. Where does one end and one start? "I'm an expert rider, so I shall attempt to be careful for your first one of the evening."

Tiara - 250 Writs


Pepper Laughs at the romantic masked one. Her eyes twinkle a bit towards the butterfly masked one. "It's lovely to see you again dear," She responds. "Go have some fun, I finally get to see you in your element." She smiles to the bone masked one waiving to her and waves back. If Pepper knows whom she is... well Pepper's not going to ruin her fun... nope. Pepper's attention turns to Clara when she calls out. She opens her mouth a little startled, but quickly regians herself and smiles some more. "They are well, thank you Lady Clara. I've had wonderful assistance with getting an appropriate outfit together. I just couldn't miss this, you know." She cannot help but laugh at the antics of the unicorn dressed partners. She smiles to the Salacious unicorn masked one. "You are a brave soul," She is amused. "Though... Gods help us all if there was enough alcohol, Skulls here riding a unicorn might not be the most surprising event of the night."

Whoever is inside the back half of the unicorn lets out a groan as Salacious HOPS! onto him. There may be the subtlest shaking in his knees, but no! The back half of the unicorn doesn't collapse! It is impossible to see where the front half ends and the back half begins - unless, of course, one finds the back half's head in the costume. Which may or may not be on the front half's rear. "OK! She's on!" the back half tells the front. "Hold steady! This'll be a bumpy ride."

Tiara - 300 Writs

Gown - 100

Tiara - 350 Writs

Gown - 100

Svana removes her mask so that she may better use her facial expressions to greet her husband. She waves over at him and winks back, gripping the top of her chair for leverage as she stands. She moves over beside him slowly and wraps an arm around his back, smiling. "I didn't get to see the prize inside before I had to find something that fit. I can't wait to see what it is." Without her mask on, Svana finally looks at Lady Clara and grins. "I've been looking forward to this night. Of course I had dreams of designing myself a beautiful gown to wear rather than pants and a tunic but we must make due."

Someone wearing Mythical Black Butterfly Unicorn sips her drink and listens to those around her before she takes a seat by Pepper. Her skirts flutter around her. "Why didn't you?" She asks Svana.

"Because it would have looked like a billowy drape on me at this point," Svana says, smiling.

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask shakes her head at Pepper. "Not. Enough. In. Arx." She repeats in that husky tone.

Someone wearing a Silver and Green Spinel Turtle Mask watches with a curiosity, while he smiles a bit at the whole thing, a bit content with the unicorn ball.

Tiara - 350 Writs

Gown - 100 Writs

Perfume - 100 Writs

Tiara - 400 Writs

Gown - 100 Writs

Perfume - 100 Writs

Tiara - 430 Writs

Gown - 100 Writs

Perfume - 100 Writs

Tiara - 430 Writs

Gown - 100 Writs

Perfume - 200 Writs

"Hold my shoulders!" he says to Salacious when she hops onto the back half of the costume. He didn't hear what was whispered back there, though he did /attempt/ to eavesdrop. Who wouldn't? Whatever that was about it, it's now time to charge forward! "Neeeeiiiighhh!" the unicorn bellows and it starts to trot. Carefully. The world's most careful trot. Because there's other people here and they're not the /worst/ guests, just moderately annoying. The horribly sparkly unicorn hooves are clomped HARD against the ground. The ride is in fact, very bumpy.

1 Crimson Blades Sergeant, 1 Crimson Blades Lieutenant, 1 Crimson Blades Private, Akkar arrive, following Cillian.

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask shakes her head again as she drinks her pink-fruity-something. And there goes the Unicorn with Salacious on his/their back/s. The skull nods to the newcomers as her dark eyes sweep over them.



"Alcohol is over on that table." Clara gives the Skull Mask a smile and nods over towards the table. "Have as much as pleases ya! Food is over there as well." She looks over to Svana and smiles. "Hey, beautiful. How are you and the little ones doing?" She offers Svana a hug in the thing you can hardly call a dress! She smiles over at Pepper and then looks to Graham. "Good evening Count, thank you for your donation and attendance. I hope you are enjoying yourself so far?"

Someone wearing a weeping willow bejeweled mask crosses one arm around herself and lifts her drink with the other hand, maneuvering it carefully beneath the dangling willow branches to take a sip as she continues to be thoroughly amused by the Unicorn Duo. Under hre breath, she murmurs, "this looks like injuries waiting to happen."

Tiara - 1000 Writs

Gown - 100 Writs

Perfume - 200 Writs

Someone wearing Salacious Colombina Unicorn Mask reaches forward to grip the shoulders of the first part of the unicorn for this bumpy ride. Something seems to make her laugh as she tries to arrange herself on the back of the unicorn properly. Her mask stays in place, but she does shift the sheer fabric of her dress to try to keep from this showing off too much. "Now I can say that I rode on a unicorn." She smiles and then attempts to do the parade wave towards the room as they clomp by. She's a twinkling mess of dark 'gems' with their vibrant ones. Hundreds decorate her mask and what is there of her dress.

Someone wearing Mythical Black Butterfly Unicorn smiles at Svana, "There are waves to drape it so you look like a goddess of fertility." She says with a grin before standing and moving to Graham. "Would you like to dance?"

Cilliancomes walking into the ball room, he is dressed in most of his leathers except his shirt is a white silk. Hazel colored eyes look around seeing who he can see and moving in further nodding to those he does see and knows.

The young man nods as he's spoken to "I am having quite a night yes thank you. I wish it could have been a bigger donation." Graham offers in affirmative to him having a good evening though he turns at another question smiling warmly once more before nodding. "I would enjoy that very much." He pushes away from where he'd been standing offering his arm to the butterfly unicorn

Tiara - 1113 Writs

Gown - 100 Writs

Perfume - 200 Writs


The twinkle in her eyes shows the mischievious hint of Humor in Pepper's eyes at the response to the skull masked woman but she knows better than to say anymore. She smiles again the butterfly masked one. "I don't know why I didn't expect this to be as big as a hit as it is." She chuckles. "Clara is amazing and well so much hard work was put in." Svana greeting Asher caught her attention and she smiles. "Hey now... it's still very much early you two." She wrinkles her nose playfully. She gets up momentarily to grab a drink for herself and returns. Sitting back down she looks to those still present and and gives a shrug. Join them was the only option she was willing to partake at this time.

Tiara - 1113 Writs

Gown - 200 Writs

Perfume - 200 Writs


Once Asher has delivered the item, he's stepping towards Svana, who has greeted him in return. "Lady Pepper, it's early, but I'm not heading out just yet. There's food and drink, and I shall avail myself of them both." He does go and fetch a drink, but once he's over to sit next to his wife, an arm is outstretched around her. "Aye," he agrees with Pepper, "she did quite well. This ballroom doesn't get enough use, I think, so it's good to see."

Tiara - 1500 Writs

Gown - 200 Writs

Perfume - 200 Writs

Someone wearing the second half of a unicorn costume bounces the back hooves off the ground to jostle Salacious there on the unicorn. He /did/ say it was going to be a bumpy ride.

Tiara - 1500 Writs

Gown - 200 Writs

Perfume - 300 Writs

Svana snorts at Butterfly Masks's suggestion. "I've never seen a fertility goddess as rotund as me right now, but I shall keep that suggestion in mind for the next time I find myself with child," she says, winking. Svana looks at Clara and smiles. "You're beautiful as always too." There's a blush in her cheeks as she says. "The little ones are... well. Another time." She moves to get herself her own drink, some sparkling cider, then sits down beside her husband and Pepper once more. "Ah yes, it's early. But we have to make time for one another when we see each other. Long hours," Svana says softly. She kisses Asher's cheek softly. "Lady Clara did a great job." Svana takes a sip of her cider, sweat starting to bead down her forehead. She leans in and whispers something to Asher.

There's a precarious moment where the unicorn might crash headlong into someone carrying a roasted duck into the room. "Neiigihh- oh, crap. WATCH OUT." Phew. The ride is indeed bumpy, very bumpy. After they've done an appropriately lengthy circuit of the room, they arrive back at the beginning where the front half once again bends at the knees to let Salacious off.

Tiara - 1500 Writs

Gown - 200 Writs

Perfume - 350 Writs

Tiara - 1500 Writs

Gown - 300 Writs

Perfume - 350 Writs

Graham checked dexterity + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 22 higher.

Someone wearing Salacious Colombina Unicorn Mask goes for her ride around the room and then she swings her leg to land easily on her feet. There is a full laugh to it as if she truly enjoyed her ride. "Ahh, I'm sad such things are to end. A ride of a lifetime." Her eyes slide over those and points towards the black butterfly unicorn. "Surely, you are next for such a ride. It is most worth it." She's pimping out the horse right now. She drops a low comment to both halves.

Someone wearing Mythical Black Butterfly Unicorn checked dexterity + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 80 higher. Someone wearing Mythical Black Butterfly Unicorn rolled a critical!

Cillian spots Svana heading over in her direction, "Svana." he greets her, "I hope you are well," Cillian nods to both Asher and Pepper who are there as well, nodding to them both.

Tiara - 1500 Writs

Gown - 400 Writs

Perfume - 350 Writs



The Nightgold lord seems to be enjoying the festivities, though he really doesn't leave Clara's side all that much, maybe to get her a drink or something to eat. One might sense there isn't as much of a comfort level with Llyr and parties like this.

Tiara - 1500 Writs

Gown - 500 Writs

Perfume - 350 Writs

Clara checked dexterity + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 7 higher.


After the whisper, Asher nods solemnly, reaching to grab Svana's hand. "Aye, but let's think of other children after these ones are safely brought into the world, I think." A kiss to Svana's forehead, and a whispered apology for being unable to see her today. "The final touches, the last pieces just came in. I had to rush!" Of course, he's also watching the silliness of the people dressed as two halves of a unicorn. It's quite hilarious to him, certainly.

Tiara - 1800 Writs

Gown - 500 Writs

Perfume - 350 Writs

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask goes for a refill of her pink-fruity-whatever drink and finds the snacks table as well. She just shakes her head at the silliness of the Double-Corn.

Svana smiles at Cillian. "Hello, Lord Cillian. It's a pleasure as always. I'm doing well, and I hope you are too?" She asks, letting out a long, slow breath through her nose and mouth. She sips her drink and with the other hand, starts squeezing Asher's hand. "It's alright, love," Svana murmurs to Asher. "I know you're busy and I'm sure the piece is beautiful." She inhales deeply and looks around the room.



Though Llyr is mostly standing still, the hostess of the night, Lady Clara, starts to dance with her recently betrothed as others start to dance as well. She smiles at Svana. "Thank you, Svana. You are looking wonderful tonight yourself!" She isn't a trained or experienced dancer but she isn't doing a bad job and considering the Northerner has taken a page out of the Lycene book of dresses tonight so looks pretty good and makes up for any foot stumbles!

Tiara - 3000 Writs

Gown - 600 Writs

Perfume - 350 Writs

Tiara - 3000 Writs

Gown - 850 Writs

Perfume - 350 Writs

Llyr checked dexterity + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 6 lower.

Tiara - 3500 Writs

Gown - 850 Writs

Perfume - 350 Writs

Tiara - 3500 Writs

Gown - 1000 Writs

Perfume - 350 Writs

Graham will move towards the dance floor, taking time to get the beat of the music before stepping onto it and dancing with fairly graceful movements. He is impressed by his dance partner though. "You are a fabulous dancer." He adds truthfully trying his best to keep up and enjoying dancing since he isn't often afforded the chance to do so.

Someone wearing Mythical Black Butterfly Unicorn moves to the dance floor with Graham and she moves like the mythical creature she is. Her skirts swirl about her and she moves with every direction Graham gives her. The steps are light and she grins at him. "You aren't so bad yourself."


It's rather obvious when Clara leads him onto the floor to dance, that, when not on the deck of a ship, Llyr has two left feet. He tries, but he barely manages to keep himself upright. Could be that his focus was on that dress.

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask motions towawrds Llyr, "And that's about how well -I- dance."

Tiara - 3500 Writs

Gown - 1200 Writs

Perfume - 350 Writs

Tiara - 3500 Writs

Gown - 1200 Writs

Perfume - 400 Writs

Tiara - 3500 Writs

Gown - 1300 Writs

Perfume - 400 Writs

Tiara - 3500 Writs

Gown - 1400 Writs

Perfume - 400 Writs

Tiara - 3500 Writs

Gown - 1500 Writs

Perfume - 400 Writs

Tiara - 3500 Writs

Gown - 1600 Writs

Perfume - 400 Writs

Tiara - 3500 Writs

Gown - 1713 Writs

Perfume - 400 Writs

Svana is starting to look a bit worse for the wear, and gently nudges Asher into a standing position. She lets him escort her back to their room, waddling gently back that way.

Frosty, a friendly English sheepdog, Misty, a sweet-hearted, but bossy Mistward Labrador leave, following Svana.

A messenger arrives, delivering a message to Someone wearing the second half of a unicorn costume before departing.

Tiara - 3500 Writs

Gown - 1713 Writs

Perfume - 400 Writs

Cillian moves to find himself a nice place on the wall to watch, this is something he is not use to and is trying his best.



After the votes for the costume contest have been submitted, Clara makes her way over to the stage and takes a deep breath. "Okay, so... Looks like our votes are in!" She sounds awkward up there like this isn't a thing the battle medic does a lot but hell... she's doing it for charity and a good cause at that! "And raffle sales are closed! You will be sent your prizes!" She smiles. "Okay, contest winners! 3rd place! Back half! 2nd Place Mythical Butterfly! And 1st Place Front half!"

Mikani takes off her unicorn mask and curtsies lowly before accepting her prize.

Llyr is overheard praising Clara: Amazing event.

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask is overheard praising Clara.

Mikani is overheard praising Clara.

Someone wearing Salacious Colombina Unicorn Mask is overheard praising Clara.

Cillian is overheard praising Clara.

Someone wearing a weeping willow bejeweled mask is overheard praising Clara.

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask snaps as the dress, apparently, doesn't go to her. "Aw damn, Clara," says a voice she would know as familiar. "I was going to prank someone with it."

This party has gone on for a decent amount of time and after awhile, Porter just can't take it anymore. He rips the unicorn head off of his costume and dramatically announces, "It's too hot, I'm going to die. Rorik? Rorik? Are you okay in there?" IS HE OKAY? He must be, because he's able to walk them over to someplace so that they can sit down and have about twelve more drinks. And possibly accept prizes? Did they win something? This has been wild.

Someone wearing Salacious Colombina Unicorn Mask claps for those that won the contest, but she pushes off from her place. She saunters over towards 'the boys'. "Thanks for the ride." Then towards Clara with a brighter smile. "Thank you for hosting this. It was lovely."

Someone wearing Salacious Colombina Unicorn Mask is overheard praising Rorik.

Someone wearing Salacious Colombina Unicorn Mask is overheard praising Porter.



Clara laughs and nods her head. "Too bad. I would have loved to hear about it later." She steps down off the stage and smiles. "I think we did quite a bit of good for the Lodge today. I think Dame Leola will be happy to see the proceeds." She offers a smile and looks to her fiance. "Thank you for dancing with me and being here."

Someone wearing Salacious Colombina Unicorn Mask is overheard praising Mikani.

Someone wearing a weeping willow bejeweled mask is overheard praising Rorik.

Someone wearing a weeping willow bejeweled mask is overheard praising Porter.

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask is overheard praising Porter.

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask is overheard praising Rorik.

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask huhs as she's handed a bottle of perfume. "I didn't win anything though," she protests with a puzzled frown visible under her mask. "Thanks are in order?"



"Compliments of the Lady of the Haven." The Servant offers. Clara looks away like she did NOTHING.

Frosty, a friendly English sheepdog, Misty, a sweet-hearted, but bossy Mistward Labrador arrive, following Svana.

Frosty, a friendly English sheepdog, Misty, a sweet-hearted, but bossy Mistward Labrador leave, following Svana.

Someone wearing Bone Colored Half Skull Mask laughs. It's a dry chuckle. "Well, I should have bid more for the charity, then." She tucks it into her dress as she makes for the door. "Thanks for hosting, it was a unicorn wonderland. You know, their shit is supposed to make one hell of a fucking fertilizer." If her voice didn't give it away before, it's pretty obvious now.



Clara chuckles to the Skull masked individual. "Good night." Clara goes to the door and starts talking to people as they exit the ballroom for the night, being a good hostess... after a servant reminds her silently!

Someone wearing a weeping willow bejeweled mask stops at the door, carrying her gains, to thank Clara. "Thank you for hosting such a cheerful event. It was really wonderful to take a break and well, mostly I just watched, but I was smiling and laughing as I did so. Lovely." Leaning closer, she whispers, "and don't be a stranger."



Clara smiles at the willow masked woman. "Thank you for coming and I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. Congratulations on your victory." She chuckles and nods her head. "I'll have to come around a bit more. I see a lot more of your family than you. We should change that."


Llyr stays a bit back from Clara as she sees folks out, but also looks to get some things in order as the ball ends.

"A lot of people say that. I try to change it, but you know..." She waves her hand in the air a bit. "Duties and things. Anyway, soon. We should have a drink or something. Catch up. Have a good evening."


just like that the event was over... well Pepper smiled to Clara. "Well done." she responds and heads on her way.

Salt - A Sassy Warhorse leaves, following Pepper.



Clara wraps an arm around Llyr and sighs happily against him, head leaning against his shoulder. She waves to people as they continue to go. Eventually, when no one is about, she looks to Llyr and smiles. "Ready to go up to our place? I could use gettin' outta these heels."

1 Crimson Blades Sergeant, 1 Crimson Blades Lieutenant, 1 Crimson Blades Private, Akkar leave, following Cillian.


There is a laugh and he looks Clara up and down again, 'I don't know....maybe ditch the dress and keep the heels?" Llyr's perhaps joking and shifts to scoop her up in his arms, "Better?"



Clara chuckles and wraps arms around Llyr's check. "I could do with ditching the dress too." She states as she yawns big. "I made those cupcakes." She informs him. "I hope they are tasty. And Cillian made the plushies." She lets Llyr carry her off to their place.