OLD YOU IN THE GARBAGE, NEW YOU IN DISPLAY CASE

[bouchonne]

WHO: Byerly, Alexandrie, Petrana, Sidony...and Helena???
WHAT: Going to reconcile a married couple
WHEN: Prior to the battle
WHERE: Orlais, in Val Fermin
NOTES: This post is part of a player plot leading into the Battle of Ghislain

Two months ago, Comte Michel du Val Firmin found a new lady-love. It's a familiar sort of story, one that hardly even raises an eyebrow in Orlais - the Comte and Comtesse have their lives taken over by duties; their relationships cools, their love is forgotten; one or the other or both meet someone a touch more comely, a touch more exciting. For the Comte, that someone was a lively peasant woman named Eloise, an educated literate young lady with curly hair and strong opinions.

Truly, this wouldn't be grounds for any attention at all...save for the fact that Eloise has strong opinions about world politics, and a strong willingness to voice them to the people around her. Including the Comte. Who listens to her. And so now, on the eve of a major battle, he's debating withdrawing his troops, suddenly (under her influence) troubled by the questionable morality of sending common people off to die.

Byerly Rutyer got word of this looming disaster through a dear friend of his*. And so he recruited a few diplomats, friends, and complete oddballs to help him sabotage this turn of events...by ensuring that the Comte's heart is taken away from Eloise and is instead returned to the Comtesse.




*Monarchies tend not to like nobles - even nobles of other countries - turning all democratic. The peasants tend to get ideas. So this info got slipped courtesy of a few attentive folks down south.

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[indissection]

Sidony, at least, does her best to try and not appear like she is being intentionally cruel; she had grown up in a society where you had to be careful with your words and who you said them to, so she has been doing her best to make sure she does not step out of line. It's a difficult thing, but she had learned from the best and her words are gentle and soft.

"I am glad to hear it. I admit that I sometimes find myself a touch overwhelmed. My home in Nevarra was handsome, but I think myself completely outmatched here." She strokes over her dress again, brushing off some imaginary dirt.

A pause, a glance, but a smile.

"Is your home as lovely as this one, dear Helena?"

[strangel]

"Very lovely. Everything is made of polished marbles and oak. We eat the fanciest foods, oysters and chocolate milkshakes and cakes with gold dust, and wear the largest diamonds and fine silk."

Her smile, though, turns mischievous. "Is okay. I will help you in this fancy place."

[indissection]

"Chocolate milkshakes? I do not think that I have heard of such a thing before. Your homeland must be truly rich indeed, madame, for there to be such things, especially with golden flakes to go with them."

This is a game, of course, but Sidony is enjoying herself. It makes something soft settle on her features, her eyes looking out over the gardens around them.

"I thank you for your kindness. Perhaps you would be my partner for any events that might take place, to ensure my comfort."