Dorian, currently cornered by a woman who has not only dared to venture into conversations with with an infamous figure of Tevinter, but has insisted on it. There's a lot of magique does not frightenne mee, or that is how Dorian will repeat it later to others, and many very pointed mentions of her most attractive daughter who Dorian seemply muhst meet. For a while, morbid curiousity has fixed him in place, but it's getting, now, to the point where he ought to find an opportunity for polite evacuation.
Not that he is above an impolite evacuation, but he'll behave if he can help it. Blackly lined eyes dart this way and that for a face he recognises. Unfortunately, his date for the evening in the form of Benevenuta has escaped the room for the moment, and Dorian considers the subtlety of draining his fully charged wine glass and leaving to get another.
It's tempting for more reasons than only one.
He is striking, anyway, in lavish reds, cut into the Tevinter fondness of generous skirts and asymmetry and hints of bare, brown skin about the shoulders. His nails are painted black, glossy as beetle backs as he raises his wine to drink from.
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Dorian, currently cornered by a woman who has not only dared to venture into conversations with with an infamous figure of Tevinter, but has insisted on it. There's a lot of magique does not frightenne mee, or that is how Dorian will repeat it later to others, and many very pointed mentions of her most attractive daughter who Dorian seemply muhst meet. For a while, morbid curiousity has fixed him in place, but it's getting, now, to the point where he ought to find an opportunity for polite evacuation.
Not that he is above an impolite evacuation, but he'll behave if he can help it. Blackly lined eyes dart this way and that for a face he recognises. Unfortunately, his date for the evening in the form of Benevenuta has escaped the room for the moment, and Dorian considers the subtlety of draining his fully charged wine glass and leaving to get another.
It's tempting for more reasons than only one.
He is striking, anyway, in lavish reds, cut into the Tevinter fondness of generous skirts and asymmetry and hints of bare, brown skin about the shoulders. His nails are painted black, glossy as beetle backs as he raises his wine to drink from.