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

[dragoon_pride]

Ah, that glint in her eye. Kain has seen this glint before, in others back home. Usually when they were conspiring to get him involved somehow, make sure he wasn't planning a camping trip during the time of any royal balls.

"That's a relief," Kain seems a bit more relaxed when he says this, but it's probably not noticeable... his "relaxed" is still very stiff. "But I suppose if it's important for loyal rifters to be there..." He still sounds reluctant, as he can't bear socialization, but at the same time, well, he's not fully blind to some of the tension around here, even if he does his best to avoid it.

[theproperglove]

Josephine knows a potential hook when she sees one, and as soon as Kain presents it to her, she jumps upon it immediately. "If it would not be too much of a bother, it would please me greatly to see more of the rifter population there. We can not speak to the Inquisition's strengths without broadcasting its diversity."

Her gaze becomes somewhat more intense as she speaks. This is something she feels rather strongly about.

[dragoon_pride]

It really is too late to back out now, then, isn't it? Kain sighs, knowing it could be worse. He might feel out of his element at social events, but he'll do what must be done. Even if part of him wants to go running off in the other direction, looking for something to fight instead.

"I cannot promise I'd stay long... I've been to enough balls back home," which is probably a bad thing for his sake to mention that he has experience with this sort of thing, "But I suppose... for the sake of making an appearance, as a rifter... it's important that others see us as no different from them."

[theproperglove]

She flashes him a delighted, grateful smile. "Oh, even a brief appearance would be truly appreciated!"

[dragoon_pride]

Kain sighs, but nods. It’s not as if he’s any stranger to this sort of event. He knows what they entail and what’s generally expected. He could show up for a short time before making his exit. “Then… I’ll be there.”

[theproperglove]

"Excellent. I will see you there."

[dragoon_pride]

“Very well… now if you’ll excuse me, I have some armor to get ahold of.” He nods to her, polite yet stiff, before he heads to finish up what he’d started by coming here.