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!

Comments

"i heard she sells carriages, in tevinter"

[shri]

She makes the rounds of her own introduction of the people she's had to mingle with as part of her position. In fact, she leans on it quite well, building off of Lexie's own gossip if in a different strain. The key she found is not directly telling them, but letting them feel so very clever all by themselves when they had discovered some grand conspiracy from separate sources.

Dressed in her finery, hanging with every bit of gold - ( at least she can make contacts to sell her material too on the side, being here ) - she makes note of why she thinks she has been invited when someone asks whether rudely or not what a Rifter might be doing here. "Oh - myself? I can only assume it is to do with the refugees we have coming out of Tevinter, there are dozens by the day. Many are mages, as many as not. But I am afraid they will not take to the news of the Circles well - I fear some division on their behalf, and it might drive them back to Tevinter." She shakes her head as if it was a terrible situation all around, "It is a precarious position for them, and many are at a swaying point themselves, I am sure any new Divine would be aware of it. I am sure many, very many, are deciding their policies upon it." But the tone there, as if she doesn't think it's an accident that it could happen that way, if it did, and anyone who was raising the issues of the circles, had to know of that outcome. Hangs heavy like a question in the air.

And in a war, goes unsaid in the murmurs, in a war like this especially, that could mean a matter of which army wins in the next field with their new displaced Tevinter mages.

[indissection]

Sidony, despite how she might have appeared at first, is clearly in her element. She's dressed in a fine set of clothes, just revealing enough to cause a touch of gossip but not so revealing that it might cause some issues with her modesty - a flash here, a curve here, just so. There's a hint of a smile on her lips as she moves, nodding and whispering to people gently, touching hands, arms, elbows, reminding people about her mother and father and her home.

It doesn't take much for her to come to Lakshmi's side either, slipping a careful hand into the crook of the woman's arm as someone speaks to her, tilting her head and offering a coy, gentle smile.

"My dear lady, I hope you're not being too terribly bothered."