EVENT: The Budehuc Ball

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(( PART 2 has started! ))

The day of the ball is finally upon Budehuc, and there is a distinctive hum of excitement in the air at new life entering the quiet castle. The evening has just begun, and the weather is fantastically clear outside and still light. All day there has been the hustle and bustle of curious traders flocking to the castle to assess whether it is now a worthy trading place again, and there are many unfamiliar faces walking the castle grounds, exploring. Extensive preparations have been made, directed by none other than Sir Euram Barows himself!

“The ball will be an impressive display of the wealth, ingenuity and importance of the people of...what's this castle called again? Oh right, Budehuc. The theme: Bright new beginnings. Everything must be bright! Spread conversation pieces across the room; sculptures, art, a tapestry or two, that sort of thing. The oppressive grays of the stone need to be polished until they shine, or covered with more aesthetically pleasing tones. There must be a tablecloth, embroidered preferably, on every table and contrasting but matching drapes and flounces on the walls!”

These were the instructions given to the workers, and every detail, word for word, has been carried out… to the best of the workers’ abilities, anyway, because Euram’s vision is quite grandiose and Budehuc has hardly the materials available for such an event! The consequences of such instruction has resulted in Budehuc castle looking fairly colourful for a change, although the alterations appear to only be visible in well-traversed paths that lead to the ex-war room, which has now been transformed into a ballroom. The changes outside of the room include having moved any remaining sculptures and paintings still there from after the war to the front so that they can be seen. 

Opening the door to the war room, however, is like opening the door to another world. It's an assault of color, all of it clashing quite horrendously. There are brightly colored tablecloths, rugs and flounces. If you look closer some of the flounces are in fact bed-sheets because they ran out of material due to the short time frame, and some of those bed-sheets appear to have been painted the appropriate color by the workers, probably to please Euram and get him to shut up.

Still, there are finger foods, fine wine and tankards of ale spread upon the tables at the outer edges of the room and a small band tucked away in the corner playing live music for the dancing guests in the middle. Waiters and waitresses are constantly moving around to set items of food or drinks down and pick up glassware. 

The room is relatively quiet right now, with people sure to be trickling in and out as the night goes on!

(( OOC: Whew! Thank you very much to Junabi for providing an excellent description of the alterations that Euram has made to the castle! This post is basically a mingle post, so thread-jumping and replying to everybody is encouraged! You can start multiple threads wherever you want and everybody can reply to anyone! For re-reference, most people's outfits can be seen here.

Depending on when the first part of the ball slows down, a comment will be posted indicating "PART 2" and then you can play out the events at the conclusion of the night, after the ball has died down! ))

Comments

[fierce_marauder]

[ Hervey laughs, actually sounding apologetic for once. ]

Wait, hear me out here! I swear that was unrelated to the challenge! We can count her out if you really want. I was just testing out her favoritism!

[flowingstrike_loser]

[A little confused by what he means.]

Favoritism? What?

[fierce_marauder]

Well, Jer, I'm pretttty sure Moana is playing favourites with you! I mean, she said she thinks you're more handsome than me!

[flowingstrike_loser]

... Hahahaha! Can you blame her? It's the truth!

[fierce_marauder]

HAHA, yeah, okay. Only if handsome means outrageously girly. Though I hear that's what's in these days, so you're in luck!

[ He tries to skip the pebble now, and it only bounces three times before disappearing into the lake. ]

[flowingstrike_loser]

I'm not girly! Stop blaming other things. I really am just more handsome than you~

[fierce_marauder]

Please. The day you become more handsome than me is the day I die. After all, chicks dig scars.

[flowingstrike_loser]

What are you talking about? I have scars, too. You just can't see them!

But what scars are you meaning? [He's been around Hervey so much, he's stopped noticing the obvious one on the pirate.]

[fierce_marauder]

What? Where? Though it doesn't count if you can't show 'em off easily, Turtle.

[ And at that question, he shoots Jeremy a look. ]

What, are you serious!? My face, man!

[flowingstrike_loser]

I could! I have no obligation to show you though! [That and he honestly doesn't want to even try messing with the crazy ball outfit of his. It was difficult to put on and would likely be just as annoying getting off.]

Oh, that. I always thought you got that from a stray cat scratch.

[fierce_marauder]

[ Sh-should've seen that coming! Now he's just mad. ]

Ha-ha. Maybe you scar from cats, but it doesn't mean everyone does, Jer.

And I guess that just means you don't have any scars, then.

[flowingstrike_loser]

[Does get a little riled up because of the cat comment.]

They're not from cats! Anyway, I don't need to show off battle wounds to interest women!!

[fierce_marauder]

Yeah, 'cos you'll just use your feminine charms instead, right?

[ He's still a little mad from the cat comment ;;;; ]

[flowingstrike_loser]

There's nothing feminine about me! W-why do you keep bringing it up?!

[So insecure now.]

[fierce_marauder]

Because it works.

[ Feeling less mad now that he's hit a nerve! ]

Now hurry up and try skipping that rock.

[flowingstrike_loser]

[Is still ticked at being called girly, but looks down at his hands where he's been holding onto the pebble this entire time.]

F-fine.

[Takes it in one hand and stand there a minute before finally throwing it. The rock just plops in the water and sinks immediately.]

[fierce_marauder]

[ He has to hold back a laugh, though he doesn't do it very well. ]

Pfft.

Did you have like, no childhood in the Islands?

[flowingstrike_loser]

[Turns red from humiliation.]

Of course I did! I was busy training with my father to learn real skills though!

[fierce_marauder]

That's what I mean! Never did this with any friends or anything?

[flowingstrike_loser]

Tch. No. But it's not like I didn't have friends!

[fierce_marauder]

I'm not saying you didn't, relax!

It's not too hard. You just gotta' get the right angle.

[flowingstrike_loser]

Really now? .. What angle would that be?

[fierce_marauder]

[ He picks up a smaller pebble to demonstrate, turning side-on to the lake and throwing the pebble fast as parallel with the surface of the water as possible. It skips three times again! ]

... Like that?

[flowingstrike_loser]

[Looks down for a while before hesitantly picking up another pebble himself. He glances at Hervey. He doesn't even know if he's looking for approval or something and looks away quickly. Tries recalling in his head how Hervey just did it and throws it again. This time it skids slightly and seems to skip once before sinking.]

...!

[fierce_marauder]

Heeeey! You got it!

[ He laughs, pretty surprised that Jeremy got it so quickly! ]

Not bad at all! See? You're a natural Islander after all!