Emillion NPCs (emillionnpcs) wrote in emillion, @ 2013-08-23 12:51:00 |
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He says fate is not a factor, I'm in love with every actor....
Who: Reinholdt, Vivi & fellow party goers~
What: The Nobles Ball!
Where: Reinholdt’s Manor
When: Today! 7pm~
Rating: PG? (Mark threads as appropriate if ratings change)
Status: Incomplete!
Note: While this has been labeled as a “Nobles Ball” this is Reinholdt, let’s be real here everyone, he loves some entertainment. Nobles, tricksters, guards, etc, are all more than welcome here~ TGers! Reinholdt has laid out a series of traps, guards and other pranks for any of the TGer's who need to get to the sign in book and he's expecting all TGer's to sign. He doesn't care how you get there, or who you team up with, but it's going to be his proof that you were there. Make it good! :D
Reinholdt's estate was mammoth. The fact that people could get lost through the winding roads, well manicured shrubbery, elegant floral bushes, and - some would venture far too intentional -labyrinth that this all created was hardly surprising. Clearly, from the strange statues to the oddly trimmed trees, the entire place seemed a playground of a mad man's twisted mind, and deeply rooted desire for constant entertainment on some levels. Yet, it would also remain hauntingly beautiful in it's own regard. While things may have been refined in such a nature that the immediate appearance was laughable or odd, a second's worth of closer inspection would reveal a rather shocking, and equally stunning amount of art and detail in every piece. Regardless, all guests would be able to find their way to the actual mansion in time. The nobles invited would have a much easier time than some of the alternative guests that may have been invited, and needed to seek other means of access. However, in the end, the halls, ballroom, and more, would be lavished with the finest things that money could buy. From the unique imported tapestries that hung from the walls down to the smallest detail of the garnish on the plethora of trays that held food, everything had been carefully considered and selected for the greatest effect. The level of care for such event would only assist in adding to the highly refined and, on some levels, ridiculously overblown extravaganza. Trays of food were piled high with the fresh quality produce, choicest cuts of meats, and exquisite other imported delicacies, breads and desserts. The dance floor at any given time was open, and considering it was easily the twice the size of Sackheim's it offered a plethora of room for anyone who wished to dance while Machinists, Bards, Dancers, and members of the orchestra buzzed around assuring that ample entertainment would be provider for the pleasure of the guests between the waiters refreshing drinks and offering appetizers from silver and golden trays at any given point. After the ball had begun and before it was too late to make a proper showing, Reinholdt would step up the stage, taking in hand a microphone while Vivi stayed close by his side. "I wish a warm and wonderful welcome to you all! Please partake of the appropriate items to amply appease your appetite as you see fit and I heartily hope that you all shall have an extraordinarily exquisite eve! If you require and additional assistance please do feel free to find myself for more easily deliverable discussion!" With a smile, and a bow, Reinholdt easily passed the microphone back to one of the people bustling about before offering his arm to Vivi and removing them both from the stage to move back into mingling with the crowd of people having already gathered for the eve. |