whisper campaign!!

[hornswoggle]

WHO: john, max, thor, sidony, lakshmi, freddie, lexie, romain
WHAT: gossipin' at a fancy party in ostwick.
WHEN: wobbles hand
WHERE: ostwick
NOTES: will update as needed!

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[thorndergod]

He arrives when he's called upon, as he'd said he would. Thor's pack is on the larger side, saddlebags very full, because if they're going to socialize with nobles he's absolutely not going to be underdressed or underprepared. If he thought he could get away with it, a servant would be taking care of his bags. That likely wouldn't go over well.

"Silver. Are we ready?" he asks once he's near the pirate at the mustering point. There could still be a few details to clear up, but hopefully it's nothing big.

[coquettish_trees]

Alexandrie had no such compunctions regarding servants and arrives with Marie in a carriage she had arranged for, the respectable set of trunks loaded on it almost certainly hers. Her smile twitches as she leans out the window of it. Thor, ever the soldier.

"There remains room in here with me, should anyone wish it," she remarks cheerfully before leaning her cheek on the curl of her hand at Thor. "You could have had a seat already had you only waited, my lord."

Of course, waiting for her would have involved standing around and enduring her excessively sweet and rather extended leavetaking from his brother, so...

[hornswoggle]

Silver is already aware that traveling with this many nobles is going to be...something. And yet, somehow he was not prepared for Alexandrie.

"I think we're all ready," John answers. Nothing in his tone betrays any apprehension. "With any luck it'll be a short, uneventful journey."

Such optimism. When has anything in John's life been uneventful?

Notably, he has the least in the way of luggage. Traveling light is easy when you own next to nothing.

[aventuriere]

A second carriage draws up behind Lexie's, with nearly as many trunks strapped to the back and a young footman in livery seated atop them. Freddie leans out the window in accidental mirror of the other noblewoman.

"I've room for two if you're friendly and won't mind or add to Mireille's snoring. Goodness, Silver, that can't be all your baggage? Aren't you the architect of this whole endeavour? Lexie, we may need to take him to a tailor, don't you think?"

[indissection]

"We can hope for a short venture, but I can't imagine it'll be quite that simple," Sidony comments, a small, wry smile on her face. Her hands are settled behind her, watching with a flick of her eyes as she takes in all the people around her. Thor she knows if only from reputation, Alexandrie is... Well. The rest she will come to know better, she suspects.

"I have only myself and one bag, if no one minds the trouble."

[hornswoggle]

Some of us are poor, humble pirates, Freddie!!

"I'm sure we can purchase anything you might need once we arrive." In Ostwick? Hm. "Now, if we can be on our way..."

Without further commentary on what John does or doesn't have packed. Formal wear??? He has something clean and minimally blood stained.

[thorndergod]

Noblewomen. Then again, Loki is as much a clotheshorse as any of them, so Thor isn't entirely unused to this amount of luggage coming along for the ride.

"We are ready," Thor says as he gets on his horse and gets situated. A carriage doesn't give a good view of the road or any sort of vantage point for a battle if they're attacked. Once he's up, he glances back at Silver.

"You could use a better jacket, at the least." It wouldn't do to look poor when they're trying to seem reputable.

[coquettish_trees]

"Send someone riding ahead with your measurements to find a reputable tailor," Alexandrie suggests from her window, "and then it shall be done upon our arrival." She leans a bit farther out to address both Freddie and Sidony. "Color thoughts?"