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

[madame_de_fer]

"Masks are commonplace in daily life for Orlesians, my dear." But perhaps he requires more of an explanation. "All of us wear masks. We are children, lovers, parents, teachers. Orlesians choose which aspect of themselves they wish to have on display with their choice of mask. It codifies it for others. Even the servants will choose masks and colors to match their employer so that they are recognized for their ties, as they go about their business, buying bread, having shoes mended."

Vivienne shrugs one shoulder, as this is really no big deal whatsoever. It's part and parcel to life, like breathing. But not really as your mask, your front, absolutely is weighed and measured in the Game. But that seems entirely too much to discuss at length with a rifter.

[dragoon_pride]

"What an odd culture... but I'd certainly like that idea." He hides behind his helm and the rest of his armor all the time, after all. Of course, there's more to it than that, there's the whole political angle for them. He may not have any sense for politics, but he understands how they involve a whole lot of... manipulation. Which is probably why it's not his thing really. He frowns a moment, but then an idea dawns on him, and he gives Vivienne a thoughtful glance.

"Then I know exactly what sort of mask I'd choose. It's probably obvious... but if I could have one with a dragon's face..." Sure, it wouldn't be his typical armor, but he'd still feel... a lot like himself, wearing something like that. He's a dragon in his soul, honestly.