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faderift2016-09-15 08:47 pm
faderifting) wrote in faderift2016-09-15 08:47 pm
SPA TIME [closed]
WHO: Beleth Ashara, Cassandra Pentaghast, Isabela, Rachette Dakal, Thranduil, Vivienne
WHAT: SPA TIME
WHEN: Kingsway 15
WHERE: Orlais (near Lydes)
NOTES: OOC plotting post
WHAT: SPA TIME
WHEN: Kingsway 15
WHERE: Orlais (near Lydes)
NOTES: OOC plotting post
The famously exclusive spa at which the Grand Duchess Florianne is relaxing in luxurious treachery is Bains-les-chers, located on the coast near Lydes, across from Val Royeaux. Perched high on a rocky cliff, it is ideal for taking in the warm, salty breeze off the Waking Sea, considered to be good for one's health and complexion. Originally the summer escape of a royal cousin, the place is built almost entirely of white stone, with high walls on three sides and the sea on the fourth.
The palace itself is a large square around a huge central courtyard where the main spa facilities are located, and the ground level of the building is all open, made up more of pillars and curtains and pools than conventional rooms. Pristine fabric billows, bright sun filters through canopies, and the finest and most attractive masseuses in Thedas pad about the grounds in soft, silent sandals.
About a dozen nobles and their retainers occupy the various areas, alone or in small groups, lounging in warm pools, soaking in deep tubs, reclining on padded benches. Wine flows as freely as the springs that drew them here originally. It's a quiet place; guests are typically encouraged not to speak unless necessary, providing a respite from the constant babbling gossip of The Grand Game that fills the rest of the empire. Each visitor receives a suite of rooms in the upper level. Because of the large windows looking out over the courtyard and the surrounding landscape, they are less private than they sound, and noise carries far, as some have learned the hard way in the past.
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"A romance serial?" she repeats, doing her best to sound as disinterested as possible, even as her mind clamps down on a terrible, alarming realization. If anyone would know the status of Varric's romance series, if anyone would know about the possibility of a sequel, perhaps one written but unpublished -
No. No, she will not ask Isabela of all people. She snorts lightly, shaking her head. "He certainly is prolific, isn't he. But you should not disregard the Chant so easily, Admiral. I have always found it a great comfort in trying times, and the writing itself is...it can be quite beautiful. The Canticle of Transfigurations is especially elegant."
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But Isabela still scoffs at the Chant.
"I have other comforts in trying times, thanks. If it makes you feel better, though, I think the same thing about all religions. I've heard them. They're not for me. That said, they do inspire some truly brilliant works of other natures. Mmm, the one book I read of Andraste and a certain very fiery... sword..."
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She frowns, her posture immediately, if subtly, stiffening as she turns away.
"I see."
Her voice is ice-cold. She stares forbiddingly out at the water. It's not a posture that invites further conversation.