2 Blackwood trained guards arrives, following Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask.

As many walk into the Butterfly Garden it is done up very nicely there are small candles all over to give like that twinkles off the glass giving it a light glow, hanging from places are ribbons of many different colors along with some that ate many silk butterflys on a string almost to give them affect as if they are flying, In the center of it all is a figure dressed in black and Red, at his side a small girl holding his hand. She has blond hair that is pulled up into a bun and her butterfly is Blue and Turquoise. As people start to arrive the pair start to greet their guests.

Lord Mattheu Rivenshari has gone without a mask for the party. He's already dressed in silk scraves, unicorn head band (over top of his head scarf and bells within hair), there's even super colorful butterfly wings upon his back. With a bounce in his step, a pull upon strings of the violin he carries, and a crouch to any children to lure them into a long chain running around the fields of the butterfly gardens. Violeta and Tregva stand at the ready to pick up and play with any that are looking to come join the large game of Rivenshari hide and seek. Ducking into the flowers while Violeta is 'IT' this time around. Her sister bested her last time and now all children are set upon hiding within the flowers and trees amongst their butterfly cousins. Since they are obviously dressed in their very best costumes as well. Tregva stands middle of the grounds while calling to Mattheu while he plucks and strums upon the strings of instrument.

Mattheu calls out towards Cillian, *We think it is Cillian...* Masks, such a silly thing. "Lord Cillian! I've captured many of the children within a strum upon these strings, we might have enough to raid a kitchen!" He then turns around to those that are entering each in their own costumes only to nod with a silly jingling grin.

Valencia arrives, following Patrizio.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Purple and Cyan Butterfly in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Purple and Cyan Butterfly in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Purple and Cyan Butterfly in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Purple and Cyan Butterfly in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask arrives to the tune of more jingling, adjusting her mask as she looks around to make sure her face is properly obscured. She covers her moth, still slightly exposed, to hold back her amusement. She doesn't gravitate toward any particular person yet, seemingly trying to decide how this masquerade is supposed to work.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Orange and Red Butterfly in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

A tall, slender, male dressed in a mask themed on the Gladiolus flower limps into the butterfly area and takes just a moment to contemplate the wild mass of butterflies before heading straight for the nearest seat.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Orange and Red Butterfly in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Orange and Red Butterfly in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Orange and Red Butterfly in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Light Green Butterfly in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Light Green Butterfly in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Light Green Butterfly in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Light Green Butterfly in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

In some circumstances, there's little need - or perhaps ability - to disguise oneself. Indeed, this is the state that Patrizio Pravus finds himself, a smile on his features as he arrives in his silks, with Valencia on his arm as they arrive, and as he pauses at the threshold of the locale, the look about the venue as he lets a breath free. "Oh, Lord Cillian," speaks he aloud, without any direct speaking to any figure present, "this is breathtaking. I am absolutely in awe."

Someone wearing Silk Butterfly Mask smiles and attempts to shake her butterfly wings "Plenty of treats to go round." She whispers to Matti "make sure the children get the candy bars, not the ones on the traray. Those are special for adults" Then to the young blond girl "Your father has the chocolate I promised

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask smiles as he seems people coming in, "Welcome everyone, please come enjoy yourself. " he looks over there is a wide grin when he spots Mattheu shaking his head as he watches the lord move about with his instrument, "We will have to make sure at some point they get their gift Lord Mattheu." he turns as he looks over, to Patrizio and Valencia moving in their direction. "Your highness, Valencia." he says to them, "Thank you for coming, may I introduce you to someone." he looks to the small four year old at his side, "This is Lily." he looks to them both. "Lily, can you say Hi to Prince Patrizio and Valencia?" she looks up and then moves to stand behind him. "Its okay." he says to her. He looks back to them, "Please, welcome." he smiles at them both.

Pasquale gets Wyvernheart Dark Chocolate Whiskey Caramels from Interlocking wooden serving platter with lid.

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask gets Wyvernheart Dark Chocolate Whiskey Caramels from Interlocking wooden serving platter with lid.

Valencia smiles as she takes in the lovely space, her smile growing softly as she notes the careful care with the candles and celebration stations so that no butterflies or children might be caused injury by mishap or accident. "I think his highness Prince Aiden would be proud to see such care and festivity. It is very well done," the woman agrees as she turns to admire the many fine and beautiful masks that drift through the gathering.

As the honeysilk butterfly masked host speaks to her and introduces Lily, Valencia smiles immediately. "Gods, yes? It is she?" she asks as she gracefully crouches to smile at the girl. "Good evening, my lady. I have heard much about you. I am so glad to meet you again," she offers with a sparkle of delight. "She's lovely, my lord. It never fails to amaze how quickly they blossom and grow, yes?" she nods. Rising, she smiles to Patrizio and speaks softly.

A chuckle and a smile as Patrizio shifts from where he's been escorting Valencia, the ease to his knee before Lilly before he presses his palm to his chest, and bows his head to the child. "Please," says he to the youngling. "Just Patrizio, voice to Belladonna. A pleasure to meet you, my little lady." There's that twinkle to his jade eyes as he turns his attention to the one in the mask, and he permits himself a dip of his head briefly to the figure. "Thank you for having us."

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Wyrmguard Sweet Love Milk Chocolate Bar in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Wyrmguard Sweet Love Milk Chocolate Bar in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Wyrmguard Sweet Love Milk Chocolate Bar in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Wyrmguard Sweet Love Milk Chocolate Bar in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Wyrmguard Sweet Love Milk Chocolate Bar in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Wyrmguard Sweet Love Milk Chocolate Bar in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Wyrmguard Sweet Love Milk Chocolate Bar in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask puts Wyrmguard Sweet Love Milk Chocolate Bar in an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Mattheu ducks under an attempt by Tregva to claim him as 'IT' instead of her, while two small girls both stop in front of the Rivenshari woman screaming with a Northern accent about how /she's cheating... AGAIN. And needs to follow the 'so-called' rules/ Tregva only shakes her head at the two, patting both of their heads before getting stuck in a stare down with one very tall and young lord. "Tregva! Leave the children alone, it is all in a game! We need some drums, something with the others can dance to."

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask drops an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask declares, "Drums and dancing? That would make this a party!" She plucks one of the whiskey caramels from the tray to sample and glances toward the children and their game. "Though I think the small ones are already enjoying themselves.

After watching the gathering for a few moments Pasquale reaches up to remove his mask. He runs his fingers through his hair, fixing it as much as he makes it worse, and then sets the mask aside so that he can reach over and pluck some of those chocolate treats from a serving tray. His eyes start roaming to the masked revellers, considering each before turning his gaze onto the next.

Lily look to the man who takes a knee, she blinks her blue eyes to him. She looks to the man standing with her and he looks down nodding to her. She looks to the Prince, "Hello Patrizzzii." she tries, she is only four. The masked corset wearing man smiles and looks to Valencia, "I am glad to hear your words Valencia, I know Prince Aiden was very proud of the Menagerie." he takes a step back, nodding his head. He lifts his voice up a bit, "There is a box with Souvenirs all are welcome to them." and he goes back about to greet people with the small girl holding his hand.

A cluck of the prince of the Summer Sea's tongue when he's straightening up after introducing himself to Lilly, with a bow to the masked figure who presented her, before there's a chuckle given over towards Mattheu. "Though perhaps if the drums offer those children something to play to, that they might delight and flit like butterflies, no?" A bow of his head is permitted to the one who speaks of pride in the Menagerie. "And there's due honour to be given to the one who uplifts it now." There's that dance to the jade eyes as he dips his head to Pasquale at the revelation of the lord, before he murmurs to Valencia, "Care you to dance, my highness?"

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask gets Purple and Cyan Butterfly from an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Valencia blinks as Pasquale removes his mask and her smile blossoms as he is revealed. "I am so very glad to see you here, my lord. It is wonderful fo you to attend. It is a beautiful space is it not, for such a celebration?" she grins as she glances about, pausing a moment to watch the smaller children at their fun. "Indeed they are," she grins to the woman in the lovely blue and green striped butterfly mask. "I good thing to see, yes?"

Someone wearing Silk Butterfly Mask smiles to Patrizio and Valencia as she approaches to greet them "Greetings to you both. Apleasure to see you both again." She waves a hand to pasquale

Pasquale returns Patrizio's head-dip before offering Valencia "As it is wonderful to see you and Patrizio Valencia." he offers a small polite smile when the masked lady waves to him.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask looks over spotting Pasquale moving over to him with lily, "Lord Pasquale, thank you for joing us this evening. I am glad you could come." there is a smile behind his mask, Lilly looks to Pasquale and gives a finger wave to him in a silent greeting.


There's a loud SQUEEEEEE as Lily rams into Tregva's leg and takes to hugging the Rivenshari women. Tregva looks down to the Northern child with a grunt, "No. You suppose to hide." Lily doesn't appear to care and stays holding onto Tregva's leg. While Mattheu shakes his head in a soft jingle and strum of the violin as if it is a lute while a small group of Northern and Lyceum children dance around with him while he calls out to the flowers and trees. "Come ye out, little ones, any that are dancing will be safe!" Violeta sticks her head out of a group of flowers, lifting a few Oathlander children from their hiding spaces and tosses them to be in line with Mattheu while then ducking back into the flowers. Tregva stares at her sister with shake of her head before counting how many are to *be safe* before looking back to Lily. "If you stay there lil one, then you're on my team." To which Lily squeezes harder, "OTAY!"

The invitation to dance seems to take a moment to sink in that it was for her. Valencia's cheeks flush just a little and her lips part as composure departs if only for a moment. She nods graciously. "I should be honoured to do so, sir," she smiles and dips into a graceful curtsy to Patrizio in answer.

Awaiting his leading her to whatever dancefloor is present, Valencia is not so rude as to not return the greeting of the woman in the silken butterfly mask. "And to you, mysterious lady with glittering eyes. "You look so very loviny this night. You wings... how the move are quite strikingly beautiful," she nods in appreciation. "Is it your by your hand or another's donation?"

A playful smile and a shake of his head about the children with Mattheu's nudge to the, but Patrizio offers a deeper bow to Valencia when she's taking up his honour. He reaches forth for her hand before he's guiding her into a graceful turn about the grounds there within the Butterfly enclosure, before there's that turn of his head, and a low chuckle to the greetings. "It's a wonder to be able to be out in the snows, without worrying about the abyssal season finding us. Gods know that we need to take what delights we can, while we can, yes?"

Someone wearing Silk Butterfly Mask smiles to Valencia "Angeline helped to make them. I've no skill for such things but thank the gods i have patient assistants who cater to my whimsy. She's been a blessing since coming down from Blancbeir to aid me" As Patrizio and Valencia move off to dance, she claps her hands in time with mattheu's playing

Pasquale tells the man in the honeysilk mask. "I am glad I could come as well." he wiggles his fingers back at Lily. "I'm enjoying the bells."

"Your Angeline is a very talented woman. I applaud and adore it," Valencia smiles back to the glittering sea-silken butterfly with the delicately windswept mask as she is guided past and onto the dance by her most gracious partner.

The music seems to make her smile all the more as she draws a breath and prepares. "At such a time, in such a space, in such company? How can it be anything but a delight," Valencia replies to the Prince of Pravus, her slender frame settling into to his arm. "I must warn. It has been some time since I have danced, so I beg your indulgence as I return to full form," she grins playfully, her steps moving lightly to his as the dance to the music that fills the evening air.. The prince is clearly gentle with her in their tour of the dance floor.

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask watches as Mattheu gets the children to dance, tapping her toe in time with the song. She glances to Valencia. "There is nothing to it, you know. Just feel the music and let your body move in the way that feels right for it. You'll pick it up again like you never stopped."

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask nods his head, "I am glad.." and off she goes running after Lord Mattheu and co. He shakes his head bit there is a grin that crosses over his lips, as his hazel eyes look back to the lord, "I do apologize." he, "But please, there is food, drink and treats." he looks over to Mattheu as he dances about and looks to Pasquale, "If you will excuse me a moment." he heads in the direction of the blue and green stripped butterfly mask.

"You say such as if I've been myself at a masq in some time," counters Patrizio with a warm laugh, and the twirl of Valencia there while they converse still with the others, the playful catch of her again at the end of his laugh. "In fairness, the last Bloodmoon I was speaking with a pleasurable company nearer to Thrax than to any of the organized masqs, enjoying the manner of a discussion of what such would portend." And still, those jade eyes dance while he's nodding his head to the one in the striped mask, that smile lingering. "Indeed, it's all that one must find, the compulsion of the beat that draws one to it, yes?" Though he nods as well to the one in the honeysilk mask as if some things simply need be.

Pasquale nods when the man in the honeysilk mask asks to be excused. His eyes moving back to the dance floor where he watches the couples dance. Mostly though he's just enjoying the music.

"Sweet lady, your sweet singing bells speak of one who carries music in her every aspect, I think. I envy this. I shall follow your good example," Valencia smiles and calls back as she is turned about the floor with a soft rustle of silk. A smile to Patrzizio and a little laugh as she seems to take the blude ang green striped butterfly's advice.

Her brow lifts at the mention of his recent activity. "I have had pleasure of being in your arms before, highness. I will say will full heart that to dance in your arms is never a disappointment," she gladly affirms.

Someone wearing Silk Butterfly Mask moves in the direction of Pasquale "Since my cousin was unable to attend this evening and i too find myself without a partner would you like to dance.?"

Mattheu spins in a circle and lands standing next to Tregva while playing with the body of Violin as if it was a drum in a light and airy play of music to mix with the drums set over beside the dance area. "Tregva. What would you say to some turn coat, I seek a dance with some?" Tregva gets a look in her eyes, and nods while Lily retains to clinging to her leg. From a few flowers to the side of them, Violeta can be heard then seen as she pops up from the foliage. "HOW DARE YOU!" Mattheu hands the violin over to Tregva. "Children! Tregva is the one to follow now! Violeta is IT!" He laughs while spinning away, the scarves that make up his clothing spinning and fluttering within his motion. Only then does he see that Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask is chasing him, stopping. "Well. Hello there butterfly."

"To be fair, one never knows if any given dance stands out, my highness. For all I know, upon the last time we had chance, I trod upon your toes in armour," Patrizio teases Valencia softly, even as he twirls her again, catching her easily when he's considering the rhythm of the music, the drums, to which they move. And an approving nod to the one int he silk mask who speaks so to Pasquale, before there's a nudge of his head, as if to beckon them forth to join. "The better for such a thing, and..." A sigh though tat Mattheu's words before there's that low, resonant laughter once more. "My good lord. Let the children be children for a time, for gods know that adulthood rears its ugly head too soon."

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask notices the approach of the honeysilk butterfly as well and nods their way. Assuming they mean to meet with Mattheu, she starts to step back and out of the way.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask looks to Mattheu as he leans in to whisper something to the Butterfly standing near him a hand touching their arm and handing a black bag to them. His eyes look to Mattheu a smirk coming to his lips. "Hello, Wind Dancer." his hazel eyes watch him from behind the mask.

Mattheu stares at Patrizio with a quirky grin, "The children are playing a game. I was their safe point, which now Tregva has taken." He looks back to his assistant as she now attempts to strum at the violin and lead children around all of who seem to seek to be able to capture at her legs and slow her down. Violeta lets out a laugh from one of the bushels of flowers before sneaking off again. Tregva calls out something in Ravashari before giving in and attempting to deal with the horde of children. "There's not cookies!" She cries while seeking to play with the children.

Mattheu looks to the Honey Silk Butterfly mask and grins, "A dance then?" And without waiting for an answer, drags them past the silken loops of gates and takes up to bow.

"And I know you well enough to know that you are /not/ a safe point, my lord." Patrizio, prince of the Summer Seas, laughs ebulliently when Mattheu puts it so to him. Though he's again moving with Valencia, and they speak softly to one another, his head with that magnificent mane lifts once more, before he's glancing about. "The princess of the Hart doth desire know if anyone else wishes dance with me," he says, though not without some note of it being a game. "I should be - giving difference to Lord Mattheu and his question to the one in the honeysilk - seeing if any should desire such a thing while I am /not/ within my armour."

"Thats kind." Pasquale tells the Lady in the Silk Butterfly Mask. "But I'm content to just watch."

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask reaches into the bag and pulls out a turquoise butterfly plushie. The examines it with a smile before hugging it to her chest.

Valencia smiles and shakes her head at Patrizio's jesting with Mattheu and smiles all the more when the Rivenshari lord accepts the invitation to dance himself. A little gasp escapes as she is gracefully turned again and steps back into the man's embrace with a playful grin. "It would seem your straying from the events of the past have yet to take a toll upon your talents. It must be all the sparring upon the sands that keep a general light upon his feet, yes?"

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask looks at a blue and green striped butterfly mask he smiles and then oh look he is being dragged off before he can even answer a wide smirk on his lips. When they get to where people are dancing he moves to slip off his jacket then easily slips his wings back on cause lily would scold him if he did not have them on. There are tattoos that peak out from under the corset here and there as his eyes fall on Mattheu, "Yes." he finally answers the Rivenshar lord.

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask smiles toward Patrizio. "I will dance with you," she says before tucking away the butterfly toy. She steps closer and offers her hand.

Someone wearing Silk Butterfly Mask nods to pasquale "fair enough. I hope you are well"

Patrizio offers up a bow to Valencia as he pauses in that dance, the draw of her hand to his lips for him to kiss the back of it, before he does let her hand slide free. Which allows him, indeed, to reach out to take up the hand of the one in the blue-and-green striped butterfly mask, to likewise to the same, the draw of her hand to his lips, before he genteelly moves to take up a proper dancing pose with her, the press of his right hand to the small of her back before he again finds the rhythm and draws her into the dance.

Mattheu takes to leading the Honeysilk butterfly mask past the colorful ropes of the dance area, a jingling dip of a bow to them before pulling into a tight dance embrace. A nod of his head and they are off into a series of bounces and skips. Any traditional dance has been thrown from the decks to drown in waters below while the two bounce in a jingling pair around others that might be stuck within a traditional swing of the matter.

Tregva takes to leading the childreni in a near drag as they have all taken to trying to climb upon her. "Oy! This is not way!" The Rivenshari woman finally gives in and sits upon the ground while the children all scatter. Except for one. Lily, who stays sitting in front of Tregva with a giggle.

"I'm making do." Pasquale promises as he moves back to his feet. "But I should start home. Enjoy the rest of the evening Lady Butterfly."

Valencia's head gracefully inclines at the end of the dance, her large dark eyes lowering as she dips into a gentile curtsy. "I thank you, highness. Again, I am delighted," she smiles and steps back to the side to allow Patrizio to take the offered hand of the pretty little blue and green striped butterfly.

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask nods to Valencia and smiles to Patrizio as she joins in the dance with him, all swirling silk and singing bells.

A shake of that princely mane of his, and Patrizio is smiling to the one int he blue-and-green striped butterfly mask while they are moving about the dance floor, the gentle guidance of the prince's palm against her back, the way that the has her twirl to show off that flowing silk while they're moving to the rhythm of the music. A laugh, clear as day, before the prince leans in a hint, the motion of his lips, though any words spoken are lost beneath the sound of the music.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask moves to return the bow to the man his own bells in his hair giving off a soft song then stands and moves it to tight dance embrace. He seems to be use to this dance as he moves along with the Rivenshari lord easily and gracefully as the move across the dance floor. He leans in to whisper to his dance partner.

Someone wearing Silk Butterfly Mask moves over as pasquale takes his leave "I've got to be going myself"she hollers somewhat in Cillian's direction "Thank you for the lovely evening

Someone wearing Silk Butterfly Mask takes Purple and Cyan Butterfly from an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Valencia smiles as the dancing continues, dark eyes glimmering with mirth. The children's play seems to draw another smile and she takes in a happy breath, fingers lacing lightly before her as she observes.

"YES!" Mattheu nearly yells before blushing and looking to the others that are around. Mid dance and he's slipping to a stand still while still bouncing some. "There's a game! you should all stay for it. At the very least since a very special person has given some lovely prizes out."

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask asks, "A game?" She does not stop her dance with Patrizio, but she does turn her head to look Mattheu's way.

Patrizio, too, turns those jade eyes in the direction of Mattheu at the mention of a game, though there's another twirl of the one in the blue-and-green striped mask, the pass of her beneath her arm and his before he's catching her anew, the swirl of the silks about her as he chuckles softly. "A good game," voices he, "is always a delight."

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask laughs at Mattheu and grins, "Yes, soon we will start." he looks to Mattheu with a wide grin shaking his head at the man, he leans in to whisper to him with a smirk. His hand moving to rest on his shoulder as he speaks to him in low tones.

Mattheu takes Wyvernheart Dark Chocolate Whiskey Caramels from Interlocking wooden serving platter with lid.

Mattheu takes Wyrmguard Sweet Love Milk Chocolate Bar from Interlocking wooden serving platter with lid.

Mattheu takes Wyvernheart Dark Chocolate Whiskey Caramels from Interlocking wooden serving platter with lid.

Mattheu puts Wyvernheart Dark Chocolate Whiskey Caramels in leather rucksack with pouches.

2 Armed Confessors, Angwyn the otter, Mordred, Abner arrive, following Someone wearing Red Honey Silk Butterfly mask.

2 Armed Confessors have been dismissed.

Mordred have been dismissed.

The music merry as an array of butterflies take to the dance floor along with that of Prince Patrizio and Lord Mattheu. Valencia seems sincerely delighted as she seeks to find a spot with an excellent view where she might admire the dancing and a few of the wayward true butterflies dancing about the party.

The Masquerade is under full swing as there are people talking and drinking, eating. There are those on the space dedicated for dancing, that's where the man dressed in black and red is with Lord Mattheu. The children are all off with Tregva and Violeta playing a game, a game for the adults has just been announced to be played soon.

Something kept this one away. Nothing wrong in making a late entrance is there? Stepping into the Butterfly Garden and admiring all that is to be found here. Content to stay at the edge of things as if to not disrupt a thing.

Mattheu laughs as he spins with the masked butterfly. So many of them about tonight, and it shows just how much each are valued to be here. Especially tonight.
"We should share the fun with the others!" He claims to his dance partner, then turning to the those around the dancing space while looking out to where his little horde of borrowed children have taken to holding Tregva in space while she tries to convince them to follow her to no avail. Mattheu then looks back to the party. "The game! It's a lovely one with amazing prizes." He looks to Valencia for a moment before calling back to his dance partner. "Really, you should tell it. Otherwise, I'm just going to spoil it all."

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask turns her attention from Mattheu to the host, almost like watching the ball go from one side of the court to another in a game.

Valencia's offers a a warm smile to the newest arrival at the menagerie, the Red Honey SIlk Butterfly's outfit admired openly with a smile and respectful bow of head. Dark eyes turn to watch the dancing again, her espression softly simmering to one of delight. A cant of head to Mattheu comes as he calls cheerfully out to the party's host as the dance beautifully across the floor.

Another twirl of the one who is wearing the masque of the butterfly of blue-and-green stripes, and the prince of Pravus smiles with warmth as he's drawing her over towards a seat. A bow is offered up by Patrizio when the dance has ended, before he draws up her hand anew. "Thank you for the indulgence of a dance," offers he with warmth, the twinkle of those jade eyes of his, before he draws back slowly, and his palm finds his chest as he bows to all. "If you'll all excuse me, this prince of the southland ought, perhaps, retire before the snow finds us once more." That smile is turned to Valencia, before he offers up his arm. "May I have the honour of conveying you back to the Hart, before I return to my quarter?"

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask curtseys to Patrizio and whispers something to him before he makes his offer to Valencia to escort her home.

Someone wearing Red Honey Silk Butterfly mask smiles towards Valencia when she is acknowledged. She's not very good at this game of masking but she will try. Her eyes moving this way and that to catch all the action that is to be seen.

"I should be honoured at the escort and company home, highness. I thank you," Valencia replies with a graceful bow of head and a warm smile. To the host in the beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask and Lord Matthue there is a smile and gracious incline of head. "Again, thank you for hosting such a beautiful event. His highness would be tickled as pink as those little swallowtails from the south that dance about us now," she beams as she moves to accept Patrizio's arm with a grateful bow of head. "At your ready, sir."

Patrizio takes Orange and Red Butterfly from an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Valencia gets Purple and Cyan Butterfly from an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Patrizio offers up a bow to all present. "My Lord Cillian, to wherever you've disappeared," voices the Voice of Belladonna with a warm laugh, as if he's but playing at having not divined who might be their host, "Thank you for a delightful evening. We shall speak anon, if the gods are kind." And with a bow, the prince draws Valencia to his arm, and then there's that meandering forth from the butterfly enclosure at the menagerie.

Valencia leaves, following Patrizio.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask looks to the group and bows his head to Mattheu, "The game is simple." he calls out to the part, "Lord Mattheu is our Butter fly and you must do your best to catch him, if you are able to catch him then you win. But be warned, he is a rare one and quick!" he grins looking to Mattheu, his eyes fall on Patrizio and Valencia as they look as if they are about to leave. His eyes linger for a moment then nods his head to them, "Thank you for coming!" he calls out and then looks to everyone. "Shall we chase the Wind Dancer!"

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask grins. "I think trapping him might be easier, but I'm up for the challenge."


*** Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask has called for an opposing check with Mattheu. ***
Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask checks charm and athletics at normal. Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask marginally fails.
Mattheu checks dexterity and dodge at normal. Mattheu is successful.
*** Mattheu is the winner. ***


*** Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask has called for an opposing check with Mattheu. ***
Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask checks charm and athletics at normal. Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask is successful.
Mattheu checks dexterity and dodge at normal. Mattheu marginally fails.
*** Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask is the winner. ***


*** Someone wearing Red Honey Silk Butterfly mask has called for an opposing check with Mattheu. ***
Someone wearing Red Honey Silk Butterfly mask checks charm and athletics at normal. Someone wearing Red Honey Silk Butterfly mask marginally fails.
Mattheu checks dexterity and dodge at normal. Mattheu is successful.
*** Mattheu is the winner. ***

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask checks luck at hard. Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask marginally fails.

Mattheu is fast, agile, and strong. The woman in a blue and green striped butterfly mask knows this. She will have to be more clever than quick to have even a chance at catching him, as he surpasses her by any measure of physical skill. She waits a moment, watching the other two butterflies as they make their attempts, makes her best guess as to where he is headed to evade them, and steps right into his path with arms open. She snaps them shut in a hug around him with a laugh.

"There you are, my little wind dancer."

Someone wearing Red Honey Silk Butterfly mask checks luck at hard. Someone wearing Red Honey Silk Butterfly mask fails.

Mattheu attempts to dodge though is not fast enough and then that voice as he hits the ground. "Auntie...?"

Petra laughs and pulls off her striped butterfly mask. She shakes out her hair and there is a chorus of cheery jingles with the movement. "Of course, my boy. Who did you think I was?" she asks with a grin. She gives her nephew one more affectionate squeeze before letting him go.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask went to take off after Mattheu there is a wide grin on his face, but the man was not expecting to get way laid by a small child grabbing his leg and tripping him. He stumbles over his daughter and moves his body in a way he does not knock her over. He hits the ground with a oof, Lily blink looking at her father as he lays on the ground.

By now everyone knows who the last one is. She doesn't get very far. Because her children have figured out that their mother has finally come to the event and rush to her where she's fallen into a heap as she tries to hold them all close to her. Laughing as she moves to kiss the three of them on their heads and she removes the mask to. Those things are hot!

Ximon, a Cainite agent arrives, following Marena.

Mattheu lays on the ground as groups of children take from following Tregva and tackling their parents, almost as if that was the play all along. They must protect the shiny unicorn butterfly that is Mattheu... Or it is simply that Tregva was telling them stories of how the masses could over take those supposedly in charge. Either way, Mattheu is found upon the ground with his Aunt laughing over the fact that she's the only to have found him while the other two are in the middle of their own laughter with children piling in to keep them away from their prized unicorn.

Petra is on the ground with Mattheu, apparently having tumbled down along with him in a shower of singing silver bells. She gives her nephew a kiss on the cheek before slipping her mask back on.

Raya takes her mother's mask from her before Ann can even think of putting it back on. Ann laughs and carefully puts the mask on her daughter. "My love, it might be a bit too big. If your sister and brother want a chance to wear it you need to let them okay?" Putting her hand out as if to seal the deal before she truly finishes helping put the mask on. Content to stay on the ground where her children knocked her down. She has three. Sil, Raya and Ilan. One boy who looks to be ten and twin girls who are eight.

With Mattheu captured by Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask and no one else trying to show that they can do it better, the jingling lord sits upright with a silly grin and nods to Violeta and Tregva to share with the host who the main winner is. There's still a matter of a second prize, thought there appears to be the one that is being tackled by three unruly kids that might have that honor. Mattheu waves to Someone wearing a striking mask that frames the eyes, moody details accented in rose gold filigree with a smile. "Welcome. There's still plenty of dances available. Or I'm pretty sure the platter has lots of chocolate left."

Mattheu takes Orange and Red Butterfly from an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

Someone wearing a striking mask that frames the eyes, moody details accented in rose gold filigree takes Wyvernheart Dark Chocolate Whiskey Caramels from Interlocking wooden serving platter with lid.

Someone wearing a striking mask that frames the eyes, moody details accented in rose gold filigree takes Wyrmguard Sweet Love Milk Chocolate Bar from Interlocking wooden serving platter with lid.

The small blond girl all dressed in Turquoise and Blue with her hair pulled up into a bun moves over to the man on the ground and leans in to kiss his cheek. He smiles and sits up, "I am okay Lily, promise." he smiles to the small girl. "So, who has won?" he moves to stand up. he takes the small girls hand in his own again moving over to the groups. His eye look to the new comer, "Welcome to the Butterfly Garden, there is plenty of food and drink. There are Chocolate's and souvenirs if you would like." he smiles, "Please enjoy." he smiles as the sound of music does fill the air as they stand there speaking.

Someone wearing a striking mask that frames the eyes, moody details accented in rose gold filigree gets Purple and Cyan Butterfly from an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

The woman in the plunging seasilk gown and a striking rose-gold mask dips her chin amicably in Mattheu's direction, nodding to him for the warm welcome. "Thank you." Even in a few words, there's a distinctly Setarcan accent curving the edge of her words, and she smiles at another masked greeter. "I regret coming so close to what must be the end of the festivities, my evening was filled with unexpected appointments. This is marvelous," she praises.

Ann remains on the ground as she looks over at Raya to make sure that mask isn't going to make her trip. Ilan is playing her own game of duck duck goose with her mother as she taps her mother's head every now and then. Sil has lost interest and goes to loiter where the other children could be. Probably in Matti's direction. There's a finger wave for the new arrival as she finally speaks, "Welcome! I was late to! Please enjoy yourself!"

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask raises her hand and waves to the host. "That would be me. I caught him, even if we both ended up on the ground," she says, grinning.

Ann takes Wyvernheart Dark Chocolate Whiskey Caramels from Interlocking wooden serving platter with lid.

"I'm still open for a dance if you'd like?" Mattheu claims towards the new masked individual, not wavering form the Setarcan accent. He looks over to Lily as she stomps her foot towards him. "Lil one. I promised you a dance at a bardic fire. That is soon. Very soon indeed. You can help me open the events. Would you like that?" The small 4-yr old Northern child looks grumpy, possibly tired as well, though offers a small nod with jingling bells to follow. Mattheu then looks back to the one waving about winning, "Yes. You won perfectly, without cheating in any manner. At least in one that the sisters," He thumbs back at Tregva and Violeta who have given in to a wrestling match and explaining to some of the remaining Oathlander children on how to best take your opponent down. A jingling shake of his own head and a pinch of his bridge of nose. "As I was saying. Would you like a dance fair stranger?"

Ann takes Wyrmguard Sweet Love Milk Chocolate Bar from Interlocking wooden serving platter with lid.

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask smiles shaking his head, "You are here now and that is what matters, yes?" he grins, "Excuse me one moment." he grins, "Ahh well then." he moves to grab a bottle, "Your prize then." he moves to hand her the bottle of Golden Hart Special Edition Butterfly Brandywine, do enjoy."

Ann takes Orange and Red Butterfly from an exquisite, musical jewelry box.

The woman in the rose-gold mask approaches one of the serving platters to peek at some of the delicacies that have been laid out, sampling one of the dark, whiskey caramels with an enthused "mmm" sound. When Mattheu asks for a dance, the rose-gold masker cants her head to the side, considering the offer, and then she dips her chin in an acquiescing nod. "I'd be honored, of course," she replies graciously, floating closer to the nexus of activity.

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask glances toward the sisters and lets out an exasperated sigh. She mutters something to Mattheu as he gets up for that dance.

Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask mutters, "... ... ... ... nothing if not consistent. Do ... ... them ... let ... education continue?"

Mattheu stands up with a soft jingling to look to Someone wearing a blue and green striped butterfly mask, "You did a wonderful job." A smile and a nod, then is laughing to something said softly. "That is up to you." He looks back to the sisters that follow him with a shake of his head, "They might learn something?" Then looking to the striking mask that frames the eyes. "Shall we?" Mattheu steps closer to offer a flourished bow full of jingling bells. "Any particular dance you're interested in?"

Someone wearing A beautiful honeysilk butterfly mask moves to snag Lily, "No, you heard him Lily Rose." he picks her up, the small child is tired and so he moves over closer to the back, "I will dance with you." he smiles to her and he starts to rock back and forth and move in slow motions of a dance. The child lays her head on his shoulder as he does so. His hands on her back rubbing it gently as he hums softly to her.