Open: Party Preparations

[madame_de_fer]

WHO: Josephine, Vivienne, OPEN
WHAT: Preparing the Inquisition for the Soiree
WHEN: 15 Guardian to 14 Drakonis (about a month's span before the event)
WHERE: Skyhold, varies
NOTES: * Josephine is the hostess of the shindig. Matters regarding invitations, guest lists, admittance, entertainment, food, or general complaints/suggestions should be directed to her.
* Vivienne has personally invited three tailors from Val Royeaux to assist with clothes making for the attendees. She is available to assist with design selections and/or advice on how to behave.
* YOU are open and invited to grab your nearest and dearest CR to complain about the party, ask for a date to he event, complain you have nothing to wear.
* Belinda Darrow has donated from her own private purse to the cost of clothing which people could otherwise not afford.

The Orlesian tailors arrived in great state, bringing with them a cadre of servants, workers, and snotty attitudes. They hate everything. It is cold in Skyhold. It is damp. Everything smells of wet dog. The working conditions are abysmal. The food is criminal. There's not a damned thing they don't complain about, except for the piles of coin they stand to make from this soiree. Yes, they are more than content to build a fortune with exclusive work that will be seen by some of the aristocracy's finest.

Harritt apparently doesn't much like them either. They've taken over his Undercroft with their fabrics and threads, designs and opinions. Oh they have opinions. He stays to one corner, attending his work, and grumbling under his breath about the poncy cheesesniffers.

Comments

[mythalenaste]

"Everyone's always trying to put me in green," Pel laughs softly. "Is it my only color?"

It's not really a complaint. One day, she will be bold enough to try purple, her heart's desire.

[fleurdesel]

"It brings out your eyes." She tilts her head to the side, considering. "Perhaps a deep blue? Silver would look best but I have yet to see any silk wrought in silver that does either the color or the wearer justice."

[mythalenaste]

Pel shakes her head. "I'd look like a sheet. I'll go with green for this party. Acknowledge my heritage. Next time, maybe purple."

[fleurdesel]

"A deep violet- that would be lovely on you. Perhaps green with accents of purple?" The tailors are bound to have something like that on hand.

[mythalenaste]

"I have a purple shawl," Pel says suddenly. "I knitted it, it looks very lacy. I could wear that with a green gown?"

[fleurdesel]

Before the tailors could say anything contrary- Adelaide lifts a hand and levels them with the same glare she offers most of her troublesome students. It cows them just the same. "I think that would be lovely."