Renata is in a joyous mood for the occassion and despite her shy demeanor she's greeting guests at the door as they arrive to the Benefit. It's hard not to notice the Pravus Princess since she's wearing a stunning starlight silk gown of the purest white that clings to her slender frame with an intricate design of green vines and blue morning glories. Truly, the delicate flower of the Pravus family.

A warm and friendly smile graces her lips as she waves in familiarity to the people she knows and introduces herself to the ones that don't. "Welcome to the Unique experiences benefit.

A number of staff dressed in Pravus colors of blue and steel makes themselves known as they slip through the crowd with silver platters filled with various beverages that can be easily taken as they pass by.

Wash is present, which is the point. He has alcohol though, which helps him blend in.

Nazmir had gotten here well before the start of the evening and was milling around, at least until things started to kick off. At that point, he had found himself a glass of wine and made his way to the table with cushions, only to settle himself down comfortable upon one of them, gaze simply playing over those that come to the auction.

3 Arakkoan Free Guards arrives, following Giorgio.


Lady Tesha arrives just as she usually does to these events, alone and with her guards a bit behind. Her dogs had been left at home given she didn't want anyone to protest over them. The redhead is dressed for summer and looks like she's happy to be out of the Tower for the moment. No ledgers or things to deal with. Unless someone handed her one here.


Raven slips in with her obligatory guard, one in front and two behind. She pauses to survey the room, offering a fingerwave to those she recognizes while she makes her way towards a spot to settle.

Gianna is not the most frequent visitor to Pravus Ward, but here she is. She's inclined her head to Renata to thank her for holding the event, procured a glass of something, and then made her way toward the control device for the organ. All this after she lingered at the entrance to not quite strike a pose but definitely stand there just long enough to be fashionable.

Jingling bells and eccentricity in color, Lord Mattheu slips into the event and mills about as a bottle of wine finds itself in his hand and he seeks out the few here that are immediately noticed.

Daria slips in to find herself a place to sit, offering respectful greetings to everyone before settling in to sit and await the start of the event

Tyche would not miss the event, considering the small hand she had in making certain it would play out splendidly. She is here in her steelsilk peacock gown, seated already with on Duke Cristoph Laurent at couches that have been brought out to line aisles and the back of the small theater. Drinks are in their hands, and the petite Marquessa is looking a bit rounder these days. Inverno will, apparently, have an heir before long! Still, she looks in high spirits and is talking quietly with the man beside her, waving at familiar faces here and there. She does make a bold claim to the room at large, to any listening, "I plan to be quite generous tonight in the name of both charity and competition. I hope we're all ready!"

Already present to help set up well before the event began, Keely is still flitting to and fro assisting with final details while Renata greets people at the door. She is dressed in a whimsical, airy outfit of flowing pink, white, and silver that seems to float around her as she moves. On her way past someone with a tray, she plucks up a glass of something that matches her outfit, smiling to herself as she pauses to watch it bubble for a moment. "Oh hello," she greets everyone she encounters with a warm little smile, pulling a slip of paper out of her pocket each time to pass out. Upon that slip of paper is only a number, nothing more.

People have been arriving for quite a time before Sebastian Pravus strides in. In his blue and steel, he's unmistakably Pravosi, even if it weren't for the mix of steelsilk. Renata is busy greeting guests, and so she gets a bright smile from the artist, who immediately claims a glass of red, even if he doesn't drink it. Spotting a familiar face, he heads towards the seated Redrain. "Prince Nazmir, good to see you again," the Pravosi prince says as he steps closer. "Do you have your eye on something in particular?"

Sebastian has joined the A relaxed floor level table surrounded by cushions.

Their conversation is quiet, but that smile on Cristoph's face is not. It's quite broad for whatever Tyche has just told him and he breaks out into a short burst of laughter over something she says that amuses him. As she announces her intentions to the room, that smile slants further and lets and arm drape comfortably around her shoulders as others begin to enter. Familiar faces begin to wander by and he lifts his wine glass in silent, friendly greeting while things get started.

It's been some time since Gaspar has been has attended a public event, but here he is wearing colors differing from the norm. He smiles as he steps through the door and sees several familiar faces. Keely gets a warm smile, as does Tyche as she catches his attention. He makes his way over to her. "Marquessa, how're you and my niece or nephew doing?" He angles his head just so, looking to Cristoph with a polite nod.

Raven has joined the A relaxed floor level table surrounded by cushions.

Lailah and Michael Bisland arrive together, a bit earlier than perhaps invitations may have requested. It was surely the fault of a singular Bisland Sibling as to why that is. She has a hand settled loosely upon the inside of his elbow, and he is the leading force as to where they head to. First, of course, to pay respects to Princess Hostesses.

Renata says, "Welcome, feel free to mingle!" Renata would say with a musical lilt to her voice, "There will be a game hosted by none other then Princess Keely with prizes and a raffle, with the bidding to commence later!" Gianna gets a polite dip of the princess' head as well as the others entering. The petite Pravus princess also blowing a kiss to Sebastian as she spots him passing by. The jingling of bells from Mattheu gets a gentle bob of head as she watches him dance off."

"Marquis," Tyche's smile is quick for Gaspar as the man spies her and asks after the well-being of his future relative. Her hand moves to touch her stomach and she remarks with confidence, "Strong and ravenous. If you've come over to try to get me to name him or her after you, I fear you'll be sorely disappointed. Your efforts might be better spent on winning an auction tonight." She looks about to the displays which house evidence of the different experiences. "Has anything caught your eye? I've convinced the Duke to help me win Master Ripley's shop, as I have a few pieces by him already, and cannot resist the opportunity to have more. All for a good cause, mm?"

There's the occasional nod of Nazmir's head to those he knows, though when he happens to spot Sebastian making his way over, there's a smile and a lift of his glass, "Prince Sebastian, always a pleasure." His other hand lifts to motion to the plethora of seating in silent invitation as he offers, "There were several experiences that were of interest to me, I must admit, though I do have my eye on something particular at the moment." A little curve of a smile and his glass lifts to his lips, masking it a moment later as he takes a drink.

Wash quietly drinks and listens.

6 Grayson House Guards have been dismissed.

Wyla, a small wisp of an assistant have been dismissed.

Lailah makes her way into the room with graceful steps, at Michael's side. Her expression is solemn, almost reserved, but kept carefully calm. Her dark eyes take in everything--from the decor to those attending and the beauty of the hall itself as well as the acoustics. It is very different to the hushed environment of the archives, and for a moment she closes her eyes as if to blot out one source of that sensation in order to calm the others--and walking with Michael affords her just that opportunity. By the time they draw near to where Keely and Renata are, she seems a little more relaxed, enough to summon a smile when she lays eyes on Keely. "Princess Keely, how lovely to see you again and so soon. Princess Renata, this is far grander than I even imagined. I hope that tonight wildly exceeds your expecations as well, your highnesses."

Tesha finds herself a glass of wine and then a spot to people watch and speak with others out of the way of others. Some might say she's being a wallflower, but the older woman is just doing what she does best. Observing. She does give a bit of a smile though when she sees Michael arrive, though she makes no moves to go greet the Bisland Duke.

Gianna eases closer to Keely, her slip of paper in hand. "What's this for? I know the game, but... give me a hint what we'll be doing?" The self-styled Nightingale arches her brows and gives something of a hopeful look to the Grayson Princess.

Even while he's standing there, Sebastian's gaze sweeps the crowd: in time to see Renata's blown kiss, returning it with a bright smile. He takes a step closer to towards the cusions, gaze turning back to Nazmir, "If I promise not to tell, or counter-bid, will you share?" he asks, as he eases down onto the cushions, leaning close as if ready to listen to said secret.

Raven spots Sebastian and Nazmir and eases down somewhere nearby offered Sebastian a warm smile as her gaze sweeps twice over the prince as if checking his general status. She spots Wash belatedly then and offers a fingerwave.

"Marquis Tessere," Cristoph offers, responding to that slight look and polite nod of his head with a more verbal greeting. The wine glasses is raised a bit as well, in lieu of waving or attempting to handshake or anything of that nature. His eyes slant toward Tyche as she replies to him, amusement once more curling the corners of his mouth. He finds her endlessly clever, clearly. It's amusement that deepens with the mention of them enjoying the auction together, "Yes, well. It's good fun joining my resources to yours, given we know exactly that would happen if I won such a thing."

Wash salutes Raven with his glass of wine. He's otherwise unoccupied, even the wine doesn't seem to be of much interest.

Looking up from a soft chat with Mattheu, Keely lights up even more as Gianna approaches, in only the way a devoted fan of the Nightingale's might. "With that slip of paper," she murmurs conspiratorially. "...you will find out very soon." She flashes the woman a grin, then reaches to squeeze her protege's arm before turning to move through the crowd toward the stage.

Daria is offering more silent respectful greetings to everyone, she hums to herself as she awaits to see what happens

There's a soft laugh and shake of his head. "I can be very persistent, my lady. Gasparina just...rolls off the tongue." He flashes a wink to her before smiling over at Cristoph. "As for winning an auction, I've done my job well enough to drive up the price for charity and keep the coin in my pocket, no?" It's hard to tell if he's serious about that or not.

Gianna sniffs, once, as she's not been given any secret information. She has a sip from her glass and wends her way through the crowd. Wash is nodded to; there's a pause, and then she heads his way.

Gianna has joined the Iron Side Seating.

Renata's gaze looks to Lailah and Michael as they enter. She replies with a warm smile towards the woman. "A pleasure, and thank you! It is far more then I imagined as well. Just the overwhelming amount of support and attention the event has gotten it surpasses my every dream." her tone of voice genuine and modest, "Please feel free to grab a seat or converse amount yourselves. I'm glad you could make it." Raven gets a little friendly wave from the Princess as she's at the door greeting people. A subtle glance given to Nazmir as well, a wriggle of fingers towards him.

Ripley's snuck in - in as much as one can sneak - and has at some point gathered a drink to his unkempt self and is making a beeline for the bidding tables. There's a stop and a bob of his head every few steps before he keeps going and inching toward the stage and tables.

Giorgio is here, hovering near the outer perimeter of the auction with a drink in hand as he watches the various comings and goings with some good natured amusement on his features. He does offer a bow of his head in greeting to Tyche, Ripley, Raven, and Sebastian as he sees each of them, but for the moment seems focused on the auction items.

Mattheu looks around the room, a warm smile upon his lips as pilfer... properly found bottle of wine hangs loosely from his hand. Nodding to Renata as he makes the rounds back towards more central of room.

A little chuckle is given in the direction of Sebastian, though Nazmir waits until the other Prince has settled himself before he's murmuring to both him, and Raven, as a result. Catching the finger wriggle from Renata, he's lifting his own to return it.

"I'm not sure the masses would see that as actual charity," Tyche laughs when Gaspar speaks of his own silver remaining firmly in his pocket, skipping right past any discussion of GASPARINA. "You should donate something tonight, even if you do not win. After all, the prizes are not the true draw, right? It is the desire to see everyone in the city strengthened." There's a glint in her dark eyes as if she's quite aware no one is /that/ altruistic, herself included, but she presses once more. "I would say at least a hundred thousand silver should make it from your pocket to the hands of my cousin Princess Renata tonight. Do not disappoint the mother of your future niece or nephew." Her damage done, she glances toward Giorgio when the man greets her, and she lifts her hand from her stomach in a quick waggle of fingers. "So many turned out for this," she remarks to both men near her, leaning into Cristoph a touch to add, "Although I do not see your cousin, even if her name has been on many of the bids."

Raven gives Sebastion an innocent look at Nazmir's claim as if if to ask 'Would *I* do such a thing?' She then gives a wolfish grin, "I am a woman of my word, PRince Nazmir." She then turns a broad, encouraging grin to Renata.

Five, a probationary assistant arrives, following Mailys.

Renata has been busily making sure every guest is greeted, a few bouts of idle conversations before she catches Nazmir returning her wave and then Raven with a broad, encouraging grin. The princess blinks wondering if she'd missed something but, offers a smile in return before turning back to the others.

Sebastian's gaze sweeps the busy space, settling on Renata once again, warmth in his gaze. While he's looking, he catches Giorgio's bow of head and meets it with a lift of his glass, though he sips sparingly, before he says something with a brilliant laugh, hand clasping Nazmir's shoulder for a moment.

Tesha takes a sip from her wineglass before she moves from her current spot to go and peruse the current items that are on offer. She had bid on one, but had been massively outbid for the item, that wasn't a bad thing though. The redhead continues to look over things, one hand holding her wine and the other making sure to keep the slight train from her gown out of the way of others.

Keely moves to the front of the stage, looking out over those who have gathered with a warm smile, its edges gilded with pride as her gaze flits aside to Renata briefly before resuming its scan. She takes a small sip from her glass of blush pink bubbles before producing from the folds of her gown... a spoon. And she uses this spoon to gently tap-tap-tap-tap the side of her glass before calling out as well as her gentle voice will allow, "Good evening, everyone. May I please have your attention for a moment?" Her words only project so far, and so it takes a while for the chatter to hush and finally die down as people near the stage must shush the people behind them and so on. Eventually it is quiet enough and, cheeks as pink as her gown, she continues. "Thank you. For tonight's entertainment, Princess Renata has requested that I host a game for you all. On the back of your ticket, you will find a number. I would like for you all to stand up now, and find the other person in this room who has the same number as you. When you do, please find a seat where you may speak quietly together, and I will explain further." There is a touch of mischief to her smile, and she avails of another sip as she watches the chaos of everyone finding their pair unfold.

Wash doesn't know Mattheu, but he can recognize a Rivenshari at a hundred paces. When the pairings are announced he stands up and listens for the sound of bells.

Daria has left the Sit beneath my wings, an ornately carved and painted red dragon bench.

Daria has joined the A relaxed floor level table surrounded by cushions.

Ripley has joined the A comfortable couch.

There's numbers on the back of tickets. Ripley digs his out of a pocket and turns it over, peering from beneath his bangs and then raises his hand in the air. He calls out the number on the back of his ticket and then points to the comfortable couch. "I'LL MEET YOU THERE!"

Raven has left the A relaxed floor level table surrounded by cushions.

Gianna has left the Iron Side Seating.

Raven has joined the A luxurious couch of Pravus colors.

Tyche's brows lift in anticipation as Keely steps up and makes her announcement, an approving smile cast the Grayson's way as she mischievously sets the game afoot. She finds her ticket, turning it over and mouthing the number she reads before looking up. She hands off her glass of wine to Cristoph, the man not partaking in the game, and tells him, "I will return. Do not drink it all." And she stands, letting the steelsilk fall about her to wave a handto catch Lailah's attention, nodding toward a cluster of tables where they might find some privacy.

Mattheu has left the Sit beneath my wings, an ornately carved and painted red dragon bench.

Mattheu has joined the Iron Side Seating.

Tyche has left the A comfortable couch.

Tyche has joined the A cluster of oak tables with steel and blue tablecloths.

Mattheu eyes Wash with a little groan, then slinging his wine bottle upon a passing tray and grabbing a new one he heads over to the /Thraxian/ while bells sing out while making his way over.

Daria has left the A relaxed floor level table surrounded by cushions.

Daria has joined the Sit beneath my wings, an ornately carved and painted red dragon bench.

Giorgio has joined the A comfortable couch.

Nazmir is flashing a grin in the direction of Raven, only to then turn his attention over towards Sebastian as he finds his shoulder clasped by the other man. There's a slight incline of his head and then his gaze is turning towards Keely, listening to instructions and then pulling his number from his pocket, only to set it on the table.

Mailys slips in behind her taller, robed assistant. A wine glass is foregone, and she eyes around to hands before faces. There are many here and a good number of them are familiar. However she get's the sense there is a game going on, so she plays with her free time by looking for something to wet her lips as everyone plays with seating.

Gianna examines her paper and confers with various people who are not yet paired up until, at last, she comes to Renata. "Ah. We're a pair, then? Excellent. Where shall we sit?"

Gaspar has joined the Cupridium Side Seating.

Lailah turns over her ticket as bidden, looking at the number there. She smiles up at Michael, in that moment one of the unreserved radiant ones, tinted just a bit with humor. "Good luck," she tells him, patting his arm for good measure, before she releases it and looks about the room. Tyche's wave doesn't go unnoticed, and she offers a graceful curtsy gratefully towards the Inverno lady before she moves that way.

Lailah has joined the A cluster of oak tables with steel and blue tablecloths.

Daria looks at her paper then scans the room to find the person with the matching number and winds up approaching Raven. "Ha well seems we are a team, where do you want to sit," she asks

It's noisy, but Keely's voice carries enough for Sebastian to catch it. He turns his ticket over, and glances at those nearby, brow quirking upwards as he spots Nazmir's number matching his own. "I think we win by default, we don't even have to move!" He lounges indolently on the pillows, like /not moving/. A wave towards Raven as she departs seems to wish her luck.

Raven has left the A luxurious couch of Pravus colors.

Renata is listening to Keely, already aware of said game she goes to find her partner for this rather interesting game and pairings. The princess waves to Nightingale Gianna. "Hello! Dearest Nightingale." she says softly making her way towards the woman. "Yes, hmm.. How about.. the pravus colored couch?"

Raven has joined the Sit beneath my wings, an ornately carved and painted red dragon bench.

Renata has joined the A luxurious couch of Pravus colors.

Michael seems more prone to Lailah's guidance as to where in the room she'll feel most comfortable. Because this is a very large and crowd locale, and his sister might not enjoy being in the midst of it. "It has already wildly exceeded my expectations. The amount of funds I was informed might be prudent to have on hand means this promises to be very successful."

Looking at his own ticket, Giorgio considers the number and then is just about to start looking about for someone with the matching number when as luck would have it, Ripley calls it out above the noise of the crowd. He chuckles and offers a slight nod to nobody before moving in the direction of the jeweler.

Ripley looks -enthused- about who is showing up at the couch and stands up, almost spilling his drink on himself. "IT'S YOU!"

Gianna has joined the A luxurious couch of Pravus colors.

Raven rises and finds Daria, offering a smile and settling in a seat besides the other Iron guard, "Fancy crossing paths with you."

Through the crowd, Gaspar manages to find Michael, his number twin and winks at the man before hooking his head off to the side. "My lord." He looks over to Lailah as well and smiles politely as she settles over with Tyche.

As Sebastian's ticket comes to match that of his own, Nazmir is giving a warm laugh and a quick little nod of his head, "You're right, we should win by default. Didn't even have to stand up to find our match." A grin and then he's lifting the glass to his lips, draining the remaining wine from within before it's being set off to the side, his gaze darting out around the others, taking note of the various pairings.

Tesha seems to have been given the ticket that has no number on it. Which works for her. The Telmar lady goes back to looking over the auctions and things with a smile. She doesn't make any noise, not wanting to disturb those who have been paired up and their conversations.

Michael has joined the Cupridium Side Seating.

Once the people have finally settled again, Keely returns her attention to the room at large and lifts her voice again. "Now, I am certain you have all heard of the game two truths, one lie," she murmurs, her eyes alight. "We are going to do a version of this that will have two phases." She pauses, trying to slow her nervous cadence well enough for everyone to understand the instructions. "First, you will play as normal with your partner. Person One will say two truths and one lie about themselves, and Person Two will guess which is the lie. Then Person Two will say their two truths and one lie, and Person One will guess. Complete this phase of the game, remembering your guesses, and then we'll move on to the second half." And then she lifts her free hand with a gentle gesture to encourage everyone to begin.

"It is me!" Giorgio responds to Ripley with a laugh, offering a bow of respect to the Jeweler before he leans closer and says conspiratorially, though loud enough for any passing by to hear, "Remember the plan we discussed before the event. Everything is already going as planned, yeah?"

There's an eager nods from Ripley, a lift of his glass. "Completely!" He keeps nodding then stops, looking confused. "What was the plan?" Then sits back down.

Mailys has joined the A large, sturdy bar with high back chairs.

Michael hears his name, or his number....but someone makes it altogether much easier to track down wher ehe is going. He'll pat Gaspar's elbow and then follow along behind him towards the table and settle across the way.

Raven turns her attention to Daria and starts chatting with the other woman.

Wash wiggles his eyebrows at Mattheu and doens't answer. He turns his attention to Keely a sure indication that they have completed the task. "Point of order Cousin Keely. Do we confirm the guesses of our partners?"

Raven checks 'recovery check' at normal. Raven is successful.

Keely looks up from where she wanders through the room mingling with those who are not playing. "You will want to each know whether you are correct, yes," she confirms with a nod and a bright smile to Wash.

Gianna confers quietly with Renata over on the couch in blue and steel.

Raven offers Daria one of her flasks, "Rum?"

Renata is seen smacking her own thigh and chuckling over at the Pravus colored couch with Gianna.

Daria accepts a drink from the flask with a grin before handing it back. "Might surely need it thanks," she says, chuckling as they finish their chat and she seems to give the signal to Keely

Mattheu laughs loudly to something he and Wash are discussing, then makes a gesture as if standing on something wobbling

Keely returns to the front of the stage after disappearing to mingle with those not playing, making stops by Cristoph, Mailys, and Tesha each. "All right! Now. I will go table by table, and the first GUESSER will announce the lie they chose, whether or not they were correct. The rest of the tables will write down whether they think it was a lie or not, and we will move on to the next pair." She pauses to let these directions sink in before continuing. "Then we will do a second round where the other person from the pair announces -their- lie of choice, and the other tables will again write down what they think. The table with the most correct answers wins! First up, Princes Sebastian and Nazmir!"

Listening to the instructions that are given, Nazmir is looking from Sebastian and then out to the direction of the room, "I believed Prince Sebastian's lie to be that after he completed the Great Titan of Pravus, that he celebrated in the Silken City for three straight days and nights." A lift of his hand and he's snagged another glass of wine from one of the passing staff.

Wash checks intellect and empathy at hard. Wash marginally fails.

Daria checks perception and empathy at hard. Daria fails.

Gaspar checks perception and empathy at hard. Gaspar is successful.

Wash says, "Have you met Sebastian before?"

Tyche checks perception and empathy at hard. Tyche fails.

Mattheu checks perception and empathy at hard. Mattheu fails.

Giorgio checks perception and empathy at hard. Giorgio marginally fails.

Ripley checks perception and empathy at hard. Ripley fails.

Renata checks intellect and empathy at hard. Renata is successful.

Raven checks intellect and empathy at hard. Raven fails.

Gianna checks perception and empathy at hard. Gianna is successful.

From the cluster of tables with Lailah, Tyche chimes in, "It was a week, at least!" of her cousin Sebastian's ability to party.

Renata giggles at Tyche's comment of their cousin.

"Extra questions seem out of the bounds of the game, Lord Wash," Sebastian suggests with a laugh, even as Tyche's comment has him lifting his glass /to/ her, sipping from it.

Michael checks perception and empathy at hard. Michael fails.

Nazmir can't help the chuckle that escapes his lips at peoples comments back, only for him to call out, "I had to guess /something/." His wife glass is lifted in a salute to all, before he's bringing it to his lips for another sip.

Lailah checks intellect and riddles at hard. Lailah fails.

Attendants come around to collect votes, and then Keely turns to Sebastian with a grin. "And was this a lie, your highness?" she asks, giving him time to answer and then calling out, "Lords Mattheu and Wash, please tell us your first 'lie'."

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

Daria sighs and shrugs. "I mean I can not tell if that is a lie or not at all, seems just as belivable as it could be false." she says.

Wash says, "Mattheu claims he can silence his bells. Since that's never been true of a single Rivenshari I've ever met, I called that out as a lie."

Daria checks perception and empathy at hard. Daria fails.

Sebastian rises from the cushions, by long years of habit keeping his still-almost-full glass of wine perfectly level. He doesn't /need/ to stand, but what Pravosi doesn't enjoy being the center of attention for a moment? His voice lifts, as he answers Keely: "It was, indeed. The rest of the Silken City partied for three days and nights. I got drunk and instructed my caravel to sail out of the Drowned Bay, because I couldn't bear to part with the creation into which I had poured so much of myself." His smile is faint, but full of sentiment, and it takes him a swallow from his glass of wine, before he settles down.

Sebastian checks intellect and empathy at hard. Sebastian fails.

Tyche checks perception and empathy at hard. Tyche is successful.

Renata checks intellect and empathy at hard. Renata marginally fails.

Lailah checks intellect and riddles at hard. Lailah fails.

Nazmir checks perception and empathy at hard. Nazmir is successful.

Gaspar checks perception and empathy at hard. Gaspar is successful.

Giorgio checks perception and empathy at hard. Giorgio marginally fails.

Keely smiles warmly over at Sebastian, lifting her champagne flute to him as everyone writes down their votes.

Raven checks perception and empathy at hard. Raven fails.

Gianna checks perception and empathy at hard. Gianna is successful.

Mailys has left the A large, sturdy bar with high back chairs.

Five, a probationary assistant leaves, following Mailys.

Raven's eyebrows lift and her head cants as she studies Sebastian. She fishes out another flask for herself.

Renata remembers that very well, being there herself to help oversee the project. She smiles warmly to Sebastian and lifts her own wine glass to him.

Wash checks intellect and empathy at hard. Wash fails.

When Sebastian's truth turns out to be quite the opposite of a week long binge, Tyche's smile softens and she nods to him as he stands. Then, her head tilts to Lailah, and she speaks some quick words with a gesture to the room at large.

Ripley checks perception and empathy at hard. Ripley fails.

Gianna has a long sip of her wine, inclining her head gently.

Lailah checks intellect and riddles at hard. Lailah marginally fails.

"And can you silence your bells, Lord Mattheu?" Keely asks once the votes are collected. "Lord Giorgio, Mister Ripley, you are up!" She has moved to sit on the edge of the front of the stage now, feet swinging lightly to and fro as the first round rolls on.

Mattheu takes one of his scarves off, giving it a quick whip to get all of the bells tied into tassels to sing out in a soft melody. "I can, though I probably shouldn't." He runs his hands over the bells and in each one they quiet as his fingers slip and twist over each.

2 Telmarine Guards leaves, following Tesha.

Giorgio turns his eyes from Mattheu where he had been deep in thought on how one might manage to silence their bells, and he seems surprised to see Keely looking at him. He rises from his seat and points an accusatory finger at Ripley. "Master Ripley has made the claim... the ghastly /lie/ in my opinion... that TOAD is very good at staying up in trees. Pfft." And then he sits back down.

"I still do not know who or what Toad is!" Tyche speaks from her place with Lailah.

Tyche checks perception and empathy at hard. Tyche marginally fails.

Renata checks intellect and empathy at hard. Renata is successful.

Nazmir checks perception and empathy at hard. Nazmir is successful.

Gaspar checks perception and empathy at hard. Gaspar is successful.

Gianna checks perception and empathy at hard. Critical Success! Gianna is spectacularly successful.

Daria checks perception and empathy at hard. Daria fails.

Wash checks intellect and empathy at hard. Wash fails.

Sebastian checks intellect and empathy at hard. Sebastian fails.

Lailah checks intellect and riddles at hard. Lailah fails.

Raven checks perception and empathy at hard. Botch! Raven fails completely.

Mattheu checks perception and empathy at hard. Mattheu is successful.

"HE'S A DOG LADY PATTERN!" Ripley yells over to her before standing and trying to smooth his scruff out. "And I..." RIpley suddenly realizes how many people are in the room and how many are nobles and freezes.

"But like a... small dog?" Gianna calls, voice easily heard.

Michael checks perception and empathy at hard. Michael marginally fails.

Raven looks to Daria, "IS that a pet or something?" she wonders before taking a sip of her flask, her gaze sweeping across the rest of those gathered.

Keely bites her lips together to keep from laughing as her gaze flits from poor Ripley to his hecklers, her champagne lifted for another sip while attendants wait on the last votes.

Sebastian looks similarly baffled. "Should we know what a Toad is? If it is a bird called Toad, I assume it would be adept."

Wash says, "I mean, a toad is... a toad, right?"

"I thought he was talking about the animal toad, I am so confused but I did know Lord Mattheu could silence his bells if he wanted to," Daria replies with a shrug. "I told you I suck at this," she murmers

"He's just said very clearly that it's a dog," Gianna points out, serene.

Snickers come from the couch that Gianna and Renata were sitting at, most likely the Princess couldn't compose herself at all the comments being made.

Ripley checks composure at hard. Ripley fails.

At the revelation that Toad is a dog, Nazmir is giving a quick laugh and a shake of his head, "I would never have guessed that Toad was a dog. Well done on that phrase, Master Ripley!"

Wash says, "I thought he was saying that Giorgio was a dog lady. Not that I know what that is."

"Toad is a dog. A wonderful hound with a sweet face and an aversion to cheese," Keely informs the room as she watches Ripley with a touch of sympathy. "Mister Ripley, can you tell us if this was a lie? And then Marquessa Tyche and Lady Lailah can have their turn."

AS more people call out, some questioning what animal is toad and others making jests that are in all likilihood good natured, the jeweler is starting to hyperventilate and then sets to inching toward the exits. "Lie" It's almost strangled in it's exit from his mouth.

Renata notes the look along Ripley's face, having done that many times before she goes to fetch something from her bag laid along a nearby table before handing it to Riply and murmuring something to him as a kindly gesture.

Tyche offers Ripley what support she can with an encouraging smile, but the man freezes up. When he at least gets the word 'lie' out she clasps her hands together. "Now I know about Toad, I cannot wait to see a song written for him." It is her turn, however, to expose a truth or lie! "Lady Lailah has /never/ set up a romance between two of her tutors by forging their writings on notes to each other, so that she could enjoy her studies undisturbed by them." A beat. "Or at least that is what I guessed."

Nazmir checks perception and empathy at hard. Nazmir is successful.

Gaspar checks perception and empathy at hard. Gaspar is successful.

Giorgio checks perception and empathy at hard. Giorgio fails.

Daria checks perception and empathy at hard. Daria fails.

Sebastian checks intellect and empathy at hard. Sebastian fails.

Ripley checks perception and empathy at hard. Ripley fails.

Raven checks perception and empathy at hard. Critical Success! Raven is spectacularly successful.

Mattheu checks perception and empathy at hard. Mattheu marginally fails.

Renata checks intellect and empathy at hard. Renata is successful.

Gianna checks perception and empathy at hard. Gianna fails.

Renata takes Queen of Tarts, a floral fruity tea from a leather messenger bag.

Wash checks intellect and empathy at hard. Botch! Wash fails completely.

"That actually is a really creative plot, I mean I would totally do something like that but then I was raised by wolves," Daria replies with a shrug

Raven's eyebrows lift, "Well that's awfully specific and detailed..."

Ripley is red faced and instead of leaving, sinks back down into the chairs at the table with Giorgio, looking at cup Renata has given to him. Shoulders cave inwards and the exuberant man quiets now.

After giving a cup of tea to Ripley to settle his nerves, Renata makes her way back to Gianna at their couch.

Lailah rises from the table where she's been ensconced with the Inverno Marquessa. Though her speaking voice is both clear and bright, it's clear that being the center of attenion is somewhat uncomfortable for the delicate scholar when it's in the middle of a party. "Nobody should come between a budding scholar and her studies," she offers. "And one can find ample examples of how to write impassioned love poetry in a library as well." She waits a beat, before continuing, "The Marquessa of Caina indicated she had never danced with the King at a Masquerade," she explains. "Clearly that was a lie, as who could resist?" While in some tones that might be almost flirtatious, when the Bisland scholar states it, it seems like a conjecture based on certain observation. That theory being made, she retakes her seat, calmly.

Gianna waits for the tale of the tutors to be resolved; she has a sip of wine in the meantime. And then she announces, "Princess Renata claimed to be known by five names."

Wash checks intellect and empathy at hard. Wash is successful.

Sebastian checks intellect and empathy at hard. Sebastian is successful.

Nazmir checks perception and empathy at hard. Nazmir is successful.

Daria checks perception and empathy at hard. Daria fails.

Tyche checks perception and empathy at hard. Botch! Tyche fails completely.

Mattheu checks intellect and empathy at hard. Mattheu fails.

Gaspar checks perception and empathy at hard. Gaspar is successful.

Raven checks perception and empathy at hard. Raven marginally fails.

Ripley checks perception and empathy at hard. Ripley marginally fails.

" I mean one name is so boring, sometimes need one to fit the mood, hmm not to sure," Daria muses with a sheug

Giorgio checks perception and empathy at hard. Giorgio is successful.

Michael checks perception and empathy at hard. Michael marginally fails.

Michael checks perception and empathy at hard. Michael marginally fails.

Lailah checks intellect and riddles at hard. Lailah fails.

"You, Marquis, have not been to a courtier house in every Great House's capital. Hopefully. Because that sounds terribly boring." Michael offers out loud amid all the other stuff going on around them.

Renata says, "Gianna guessed correct. That it was a lie, I am known by four names to be exact." Renata calls out in a musical lilt to the room."

Wash checks intellect and empathy at hard. Botch! Wash fails completely.

Daria checks perception and empathy at hard. Critical Success! Daria is spectacularly successful.

Giorgio checks perception and empathy at hard. Giorgio is successful.

Renata checks intellect and empathy at hard. Renata is successful.

Tyche checks perception and empathy at hard. Tyche is successful.

Sebastian checks intellect and empathy at hard. Sebastian marginally fails.

Nazmir checks perception and empathy at hard. Nazmir fails.

Raven checks perception and empathy at hard. Raven marginally fails.

Lailah checks intellect and riddles at hard. Lailah is successful.

Mattheu checks intellect and empathy at hard. Mattheu marginally fails.

Ripley checks perception and empathy at hard. Ripley is successful.

Gianna checks perception and empathy at hard. Gianna is successful.

Gaspar rises slowly and shakes his head slowly. "Unfortunately, it was terribly boring and I was indeed at courtier school or house in each of the Compact's Great House's capital. This was quite a few years ago, mind."

Raven ahhhhs, "Daria clamed to love winter. With a passion." She declares over her flask, "Make of that what ye will." She lifts her flask in salute and drinks deep.

Wash checks intellect and empathy at hard. Wash fails.

Gaspar checks perception and empathy at hard. Gaspar marginally fails.

Nazmir checks perception and empathy at hard. Nazmir marginally fails.

Daria checks perception and empathy at hard. Botch! Daria fails completely.

Renata checks intellect and empathy at hard. Renata is successful.

Mattheu checks intellect and empathy at hard. Mattheu fails.

Lailah checks intellect and riddles at hard. Lailah is successful.

Sebastian checks intellect and empathy at hard. Sebastian fails.

Tyche checks perception and empathy at hard. Tyche is successful.

Gianna checks perception and empathy at hard. Gianna fails.

Giorgio checks perception and empathy at hard. Giorgio marginally fails.

Ripley checks perception and empathy at hard. Ripley is successful.

Gianna checks perception and empathy at hard. Gianna is successful.

Raven checks perception and empathy at hard. Raven fails.

"No offense to the winter lovers here and now but no, I quite dislike the snow," Daria replies

"You had me quite concerned there for a moment," Sebastian tells Daria, as he rises once more to his feet. "Only the obtuse... or a northerner," with a wry smile to his table companion, "Would love the snow. Speaking of Northerners," he continues, easily, "Prince Nazmir Redrain, like many others Northerners, claimed to have once wrestled a bear and was victorious." His expression twists. "Surely that is just an unfounded rumor of every Redrain -- thus I guessed it was a lie."

Gaspar looks over to Michael and grins broadly. "The good duke here tried telling me that he was the biggest fan of 'frogs', which I don't believe to be true at all. I mean.../who/ is actually a fan of toa--" He slowly looks to Ripley and playfully winces before grinning a bit. He settles back down and listens to the others.

"He's a good dog!" Ripley states, nearly standing up. "Keaton hounds are the best hounds!"

Renata stands up from the couch, a blush along her cheeks as if everyone is looking at her, "Nightingale Gianna told me she was once crowned the Queen of Fools. I had thought that was a lie. A very hard guess between the two others." she says softly, before promptly sitting back down to sip at her, "But! It turns out it was indeed a truth." she calls out.

NOW is the time when Lailah rises to /actually/ say, "The Marquessa of Caina indicated she had never danced with the King at a Masquerade," she explains. "Clearly that was a lie, as who could resist?" While in some tones that might be almost flirtatious, when the Bisland scholar states it, it seems like a conjecture based on certain observation. That theory being made, she retakes her seat, calmly.

Tyche listens as each of the statements are made, making her guesses her and there, and when Lailah speaks of /her/ attempt at the game she admits, "I have never danced with the king. A vast oversight that I will have to see rectified," she laughs, perhaps not serious in the seeking out the king for such trivial matters.

"Raven to me she has never loved anyone," Daria states. "I thought it was way to easy to beileve in a false feeling of love to believe she has not atleast felt she loved someone at some point in her life. You decide," she say with a shrug

Renata blinks, there is a hint of a smirk along Renata's lips as she looks knowingly to Raven.

Nazmir gives a little scoff at Sebastian, only to flash a grin and a quick, "I resemble that remark." The grin deepens a touch and Sebastian recounts his guess, Nazmir is pushing up to his feet, only to offer the hint of a laugh, "Alas, I may have tricked the good Prince Sebastian. I have wrestled a bear and was entirely victorious. But it was a stuffed bear and so the Prince had guessed incorrectly."

Mattheu has been continually drinking throughout the game, as his name is called for the second round of lies he stands a little wobbly. Climbing upon the cushions to stand tall enough for all to see him in the crowded room. "Wash gave me three wild choices, I thought the most mundane to be the lie. That he visited the Isle of Brightshore. Which turned out to be a truth, along with another that was wild and we shall talk about at some night that is not now." He looks around the room for a moment, as Tyche mentions a dance and he points in her direction, "A dance sounds lovely!" Another pause as he looks back to Wash, then over to Keely. "What was I supposed to be doing?"

Gianna makes note of her guesses, glancing about as people make their claims and verify or deny the results. She leans back in her seat, her expression bordering on calculating.

A laugh abruptly comes from Gianna and Renata's couch at Nazmir's truth, a hand clasping to her mouth as she tries to slink into the couch.

Wash says, "Standing on a hammock I think."

Raven rolls her eyes at Renata but then tilts her head at Wash, "IS that even possible? Sounds like a good way to crack a skull."

Wash says, "I'm going to find out."

Raven says, "Fine, need a spotter?"

Mattheu says, "it's possible, just lots of practice. like a tightrope, just with silk"

Wash says, "I think I can crack my head without a spotter."

Keely revels in all of her friends and acquaintances lying to and about one another and themselves, sitting back and sipping her champagne while the votes are tallied and conversation rolls around the room.

When the winners are announced quietly to her, she laughs for a moment before clinking her spoon, which she definitely brought from home, against her glass. "And the winners are... Nightingale Gianna and Princess Renata! But since this is her highness' event, she has graciously agreed to split her prize between the second place winners-- Princes Nazmir and Sebastian! Now you shall have a little extra to put into the auction, no?" And speaking of the auction, the princess gives up her place on the stage for Renata.

Raven says, "Yeah the point is to *aviod* cracking your skull, my lord. If you REALLY wanna hurt yourself I have faith you can do better, my lord."

Wash responds lightheartedly, "Admit it Blackheart, you just like to watch me fail."

Renata clears her throat as much as she could. The small princess knowing how to elevate her voice in a way that it could be heard but not overtly loud.

"First and foremost, I wanted to take the time to thank everyone whom participated in the Benefit, whether that be the gracious people whom have either donated their time, craft or their expertise to see this Auction of Unique Experiences really come to life. Because without them this wouldn't have been possible. As well, to my own House for supporting me in my cause and countless others who've wished me luck and supported me. Next, I would like to express my gratitude for the many bidders who've taken the time to bid on such experiences, and for the proceeds we will be donating to the Commoner's Council to benefit those in need in the Lowers of our most precious City of Arx."

She then gestures towards her co-host Keely, "I also wish to thank one of my dearest friends, Princess Keely Grayson, for helping me host such an event where more then likely I'd be overwhelmed with the amount of support and sheer attention that it's drawn this very evening." a sweet smile and a bow given to those she'd thanked.

"Here in the next few moments I will be getting all the bids in order to announce each experience with the top bid accumulated. Ending with the grand total of all the proceeds we will be donating fully to the Commoner's Council. I will not be announcing the winners by name, however, I will be sending out missives afterwards to each winner and set up a letter of introduction to the person hosting the experience for them. Feel free to mingle in the meantime."

Keely has joined the Iron Side Seating.

Daria claps for the winners and takes a seat to see how the event wraps up. "Well we gave it our best shot," she tells Raven with a shrug

"I stand by my sentiment, Prince Nazmir," Sebastian replies to the Redrain prince, though there's amusement in the Pravosi's gaze, as well as the lift of his glass in toast to his team mate. When the winners are announced, he sets down his glass to clap for the winning pair, brows lifting in surprise when he learns they came in second place. "Well. Would not have guessed that," he says, laughing delightedly at the play on words. "Congratulations," is called towards Gianna and Renata, then a nod of head towards Nazmir.

Gianna preens. This involves fixing her hair and looking borderline smug. No, that's smug. She looks smug, though she murmurs something to Renata.

Raven salutes Nazmir with her flask, "Well, We made Renata happy so I posit that we are ALL winners."

"A night of exclusive "shopping" at The Mercurial Metallurgist, hosted by Master Ripley Thornburn; the winner will be given the choice of TWO pieces in the showroom, as well as a chance at dragonweep. The top bid was at a whopping 3 million silver. Congrats to the winner! I shall be sending out a missive to that very lucky individual." Renata announces.

A grin is flashed over in the direction of Gianna and Renata's table for the laugh that comes from there, only for him to then look over in the direction of Wash, "Standing on a hammock? I want to see that." And then Keely is announcing the winners and he's looking to Gianna and Renata, smile on his lips, "Congratulations!" Standing once more, he casts a look to Sebastian, grin tugging to his lips, "Nor would I." He's looking to Keely and then to Renata and back again, "Princess Keely, with what this auction and event represents, add my half of the winnings to the total pot collected for the Commoner's Council." He's settles back down and then listens to Renata, only to turn his gaze to Raven, to give a little laugh, "Indeed!" Now he's quiet, to listen to the winning bids.

Tyche has left the A cluster of oak tables with steel and blue tablecloths.

Tyche has joined the A comfortable couch.

Keely's fair cheeks color and she smiles bashfully at Renata, sitting a little lower and somewhat behind Mattheu. That has been enough attention for one day. She speaks quietly with her cousin and her protege for a moment, sharing warm smiles with each before she then flits on, like an actual butterfly of socializing, next landing at Michael and Gaspar's table.

In the mean time, a few bags of silver were presented to Gianna, Nazmir and Sebastian by staff for being winners of the Two Truths and a Lie.

Tyche is overheard praising Pravus: For hosting an amazing evening of charity!

Keely has left the Iron Side Seating.

Keely has joined the Cupridium Side Seating.

Keely is overheard praising Pravus.

Lailah rises when Tyche does, offering a curtsy to the departing Marquessa, as well as a rare but radiant full smile. She straightens then, surveying the room a moment, before making her way slowly to her brother's table.

Renata is overheard praising Pravus.

Lailah has left the A cluster of oak tables with steel and blue tablecloths.

Nazmir is overheard praising Pravus.

Nazmir is overheard praising Keely.

Nazmir is overheard praising Renata.

Due applause are giving to the winners and the announcements of the top amounts for each prize. He's comfortable seated with Michael and catches Keely's eye as she approaches. He rises slowly as she nears and bows his head. "Your Highness, what an extraordinary event. You, and Princess Renata, should be very pleased." He makes a motion to a chair nearby but this one was--GASP!--on the /other/ side of the table from him and not right beside.

Lailah has joined the Cupridium Side Seating.

"The Marquessa Avita Seraceni will write a play catering to the approximate specifications of the winner of this auction lot. This play includes a VIP performance at the new Bard's College location in Ischia when it opens, and legendary acclaim for the winner for supporting the arts. The total proceeds that were accumulated for this bid were 1.2 million silver." Renata announces!

Gaspar is overheard praising Keely.

Gaspar is overheard praising Renata.

Sebastian is overheard praising Renata.

Sebastian is overheard praising Keely.

Renata is overheard praising Keely: The best co-host ever!

Sebastian is overheard praising Pravus.

Raven's eyebrows shoot up and she issues a low, slow whistle.

Keely is overheard praising Renata: Teamwork makes the dream work!

"Nightingale Gianna Delvecchio, legendary performer, offers a song performed at an event of the winner's choosing. The final total for this bid was 1 million silver at the final stretch! Congrats to the winner!" Renata announces, reading from her ledger.

Gianna's brows loft; she continues to look smug. MORE smug, even. SMUGGER.

"Lord Vitalis Clement had offered the unique experience of an Arxpedition! How fun! This will be a curated tour of the City's little known and hidden gems, curated to the interests of the winning bidder. The final total of the bid was 1.5 million silver. Congrats to the winner!" Renata calls out in a bubbly voice the more she goes on, a sip of wine in between.

"Princess Keely Grayson is offering a unique experience in the form of a tour of the Menagerie. During this tour, she will share every name she has given to each animal that lives there, as well as all of the facts she knows about them. She will bring along tiny muffins from Lottie's place to share, and at the conclusion of the tour, the lucky winner of this auction item shall receive a one-of-a-kind plushie commissioned just for the occasion! Exciting. I was tempted to bid for it myself." Renata snickers, "The final total for this bid was 2 million silver. Congrats to the winner!"

Keely does not look smug. Keely probably couldn't look smug if she tried. But she does smile a little, and sink way down in her seat, and hide her face with a champagne flute through a lengthy sip. She might have a mildly queasy expression, beneath it all, it's hard to say.

"On behalf of House Pravus, and the one whom so generously hosted this event, they are offering a one of a kind mystery Pravus experience! It is guaranteed to be epic. Perhaps, Prince Sebastian is taking that winner out on one of his famous week long binges through Setarco." Renata grins, jesting with her cousin. "The final total was 1 million silver. Congrats to the winner!"

Daria seems to be listening to all the bids quietly with little to no reaction as she waits to hear every last one

An unrestrained laugh might well suggest such an outrageous Pravosi event /could/ be on the table, but Prince Sebastian neither confirms nor denies.

"Lady Mabelle is offering a one of a kind chance to have an article of clothing designed by none other then the famous fashionista herself, using her own artshall materials. With a hinted bonus of honeystone!! Oooo!" Renata grins at Sebastian's laugh. "The final total of the bid was 600,000 silver!"

Raven chortles, "oh, that's ominious." She flashes a grin at Sebastation. She looks to Daria, "Good times, they're brewin."

Gianna murmurs something to Renata and rises form her seat, looking vaguely apologetic.

Gianna has left the A luxurious couch of Pravus colors.

"Lady Jennyva, a new and upcoming bard is offering her time and expertise to write a song especially for the winner of this bid as well as a private performance of it afterwards. The final total of the bid was 900,000 silver!"

Wash stays through the rest of the announcements, politely lauding each charitable donation.

"And last but not least, Mailys Corsetina offers her talents in design and a network of art dealers to find something vintage, or fabricate something new, for someone else. Delivery of the gift will be made by Mailys, and the winner will get a keepsake of their own to remember this occasion by. Bid with someone special, or someone in need of a pillowcase of bricks, in mind." Renata furrows her brow at the last part, "Umm.. no bricks please.. Not sure, who put that there." she murmurs to herself, crossing that bit out on her ledger, a slight chuckle. "The final total of this bid was 785,000 silver!"

As the final item is announced, Keely lifts her delicate hands and cheers softly as she applauds, leaving her champagne flute on the table before her for now. She is beaming, albeit a little tiredly, at Renata, and she gives her friend a small wink before her focus drifts back to those at her presently-chosen table.

Wash heads out.

Wash has left the Iron Side Seating.

Jayne, Burly Sailor leaves, following Wash.

Daria stands and claps for all the winners then settles back in her seat to see the event wrap up

Tyche has left the A comfortable couch.

Cristoph has left the A comfortable couch.

Rupert, the Laurent Archivist, 2 Valardin Knights, 1 Laurent veteran guards leave, following Cristoph.

1 Inverno Ensign, 1 Inverno Captain, Cornelius, a studious looking attendant, 4 Setarcan Royal Shields, Cristoph leave, following Tyche.

Renata clears her throat, "All in all, I think that each and every one of us present today can see what wonderful things we really can do when were united in a cause. All proceeds will be donated to the Commoner's Council..." she clears her throat, "Oh yes one more quick announcement, there was a particular experience that Queen Symonesse had offered. Unfortunately due to some unforeseen circumstances it had to be pulled. BUT, the Queen has so generously donated 2.5 million silver for our cause."

Mattheu thumps the table he's at for the winners then nods to Wash as he leaves.

Nazmir rises from his seat, glass of wine in hand and he's lifting it up into the air, only to then quite literally bellow out, "Well done, Princesses Keely and Renata!" A pause, "Congratulations to the winners!" Then, he's moving to reclaim his seat on one of the cushions.

Raven looks up and there's a slight furrow of her brow and a flicker of worry before she summons an encouraging smile and a thumbs up for Renata.

Renata lets out a heavy sigh and takes a sip of her wine, her cheeks reddened from the sheer amount of reading and all the praises she was receiving, "Thank you." she says softly, now going to mingle.

"Well done to all, and thank you to Princess Renata and Princess Keely," Sebastian says, toasting each in turn with a lift of his glass and a generous sip, finally, of the wine. He murmurs something quietly towards Nazmir, then picks his way towards the exit.

Raven rises and slips quietly out.