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Post by Aryenne Dracose on May 15, 2012 22:25:18 GMT -5
-Aryenne Dracose-Who is the BETRAYER?
The KILLER in the crowd? Ugh, she did not wish to be here. Parties were always fun, but when they were in Camelot Castle and not at her own manner, Aryenne found them quite a bore. The servants were lousy, although, all servants were lousy. She stared up at the castle for a moment before glancing down at her direwolf, "Larka, why are we even here right now?" she would just cut out, like any sensible person would do but Aryenne knew that her parents would find out, and then she would be in trouble with not just her mother, but her father as well, so she was stuck visiting this dance. At least her dress was expensive and pretty. Heaving a sigh now, Aryenne just spoke, "Come on Larka, let's go," and with that, they headed into the castle.
Upon entering the ballroom though, there was a disturbance, "I'm sorry Lady Dracose, but you cannot bring your animal in."
Her eyes widen and she just stared at the guard, "Excuse me? She's not just some common animal, she's a direwolf and is worth more than you're miserable life! How dare you tell me that I can't bring her in," sensing her stress, Larka let out a low growl now. The man glanced at the direwolf for a moment and then back to Aryenne, if looks could kill, he would be dead, "I..I'm sorry miss," and moved, allowing her to pass. Aryenne moved in now, but she still bumped into him, and Larka took a snap but didn't make any contact before they were into the part, and she already wanted to yawn, "How...dreadful," she muttered, glancing around for familiar faces.
But then again, she hated all of the familiar faces here and she just pushed herself through the crowds, Larka hot on her heels as they traveled around the ball room. She said her pained hellos to those who did greeted her, mostly people trying to get to her parents. They were one of the oldest bloodlines within Camelot, she could not blame them. There was clatter of something and Aryenne glanced over now to see a servant had dropped glasses all over the floor, their contents spilled. Laughter bubbled out of her now as she stared at the Servant, "Oh look, Larka, looks like their provided entertainment as well, stupid servants," perhaps this night wouldn't be so dull after all. The one who CREEPS in corridors,
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Post by Lady Elenora on May 17, 2012 19:21:39 GMT -5
The feast was in full swing and Nora was thoroughly enjoying herself. Most likely because her sister decided that instead of spending a lot of time with her beau, she would spend some quality time with her sister (and not trying to set her up!).
Nora was thirsty so she headed to one of the servants who was serving the drinks when suddenly he dropped the tray. Then she heard one of the ladies making a cruel comment a few paces from them. Nora looked up and saw that it was indeed Lady Dracose and her direwolf. Though Nora had not met the lady, her father had told her a few stories about her. And her father was right. She was a spoiled brat and so heartless and inconsiderate to other people's feelings!
Noticing the look upon the servant's face at his accident and the lady's cruel comment, Nora decided to give him a hand cleaning up the mess. Not at all worried at how it would look for a noblewomen to be seen helping a servant clean up their mess. "Here. Let me help you," Nora offered as she bent down and began picking up the fallen glasses. Not before giving the Lady Dracose a pointed stare. Nora was not normally one to do this, but she had never heard anyone as mean as Lady Dracose in her entire life. And that was saying something!
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Post by Aryenne Dracose on May 31, 2012 20:13:33 GMT -5
-Aryenne Dracose-Who is the BETRAYER?
The KILLER in the crowd? Aryenne was still laughing at the mess that the servant had made. She might have tried to stifle her fit of giggles if her parents were around, but they weren't, and therefore, Aryenne could behave however she wished and that usually did not bode well for those of a lesser class, or even those on her equal. The young and only daughter of the Dracoses' had grown up spoiled and entitled and developed a wicked personality to match. Even her direwolf seemed to wear a smug look across it's maw as it stared with it's amber eyes at the fallen servant, "I know our servants would never be so clumsy," Aryenne spoke loudly now, her eyes still maliciously looking at the servant now, but their servants had to put up with her, so perhaps they were always on guard. Many of them were more terrified of her than her parents and Larka combined.
Somebody was coming over now, and Aryenne glanced to see a Lady Elenora come to acutally help the servant, "Here, let me help you." She pratically scoffed at the idea and rolled her eyes at the Lady's arrival and actions now, helping the servant, "I'ts not your job to do that," she replied now, "Or would you rather be in his class?" she asked. She certainly was not holding her mouth back tonight, after all, it was foolish for somebody of noble blood to pick up after a servant's mess. Lady Elenora shot her a look now, a heated look and it was one that drew a leer from Aryenne as stared back at her now, "What?" she demanded now, Larka herself letting out a slight snort. The one who CREEPS in corridors,
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Post by Lady Elenora on Jun 4, 2012 3:00:30 GMT -5
Nora took another sharp in-take of breath when Aryenne spoke again. But instead occupied herself with helping the servant collect the rest of the mess. He looked terrified and embarrassed and Nora knew that the Lady's comments were not helping matters, which made Nora more willing to help the poor boy for he did not look very old. She then heard the lady address her with, "I'ts not your job to do that," before asking her, "Or would you rather be in his class?"
"No, it is not my job. But that doesn't mean that I should be so uncaring and unkind." And with that she picked up the remaining goblet before raising to her feet and asking the servant what she should do with the goblets. The servant nervously muttered about him taking care of it, before taking all of the goblets from her hands and mumbling his thanks. Nora nodded her head and told him, "It was no problem." Before she said a little louder, "I, unlike others, are not unkind or insensitive." Nora knew she probably should have kept her mouth shut, but the nerve of this noble woman. There was one thing that Nora hated above anything else, and that was people who were noble acted like they were spoiled instead of with the nobility and humility their status required of them.
Obviously, this lady's parents did not instill the same principles in their daughter that her father instilled in her.
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Post by Aryenne Dracose on Jun 30, 2012 22:50:20 GMT -5
-Aryenne Dracose-Who is the BETRAYER?
The KILLER in the crowd? The young noblewoman and her dire wolf continued to watch how the other lady was helping out the servant. It was so disgustingly sweet that it nearly made Aryenne wish to leave. Instead though, she merely leered at the other woman now. Lady Elenora was older than her by a few years, but she did not care much for respecting her 'elders' if they were being awfully stupid. Actually, Aryenne wasn't one for respecting anybody unless she was under the careful scrutiny of her parents, but even then, they barely had a tight rein on her, well at least, her mother most certainly did not, "No, it is not my job. But that doesn't mean that I should be so uncaring and unkind."
The words caused her to roll her eyes, and she certainly didn't bother hiding it, "I don't see your point," she replied lazily. Well, she did, but she refused to listen to it. There was nothing interesting in being nice, or really socializing with other people. Aryenne did it when she was forced to, or if the occasion called for it. Either way, clearly Lady Elenora was high and mighty, just like Arthur. Gods, she wondered if they were best friends or something. That would only make her hate her even more though then she already did, first impressions were everything after all. She watched as the other woman talked to the servant and he said his thanks.
"It was no problem," she heard Lady Elenora say, "I, unlike others, are not unkind or insensitive." Aryenne nearly gasped as she glanced back at Elenora now, her eyes narrowing, "If you're going to insult me, be a lady and do it to my face," the young woman snarled, "Unless you cannot handle shut matters, then you should just stay out of them." The one who CREEPS in corridors,
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Post by Lady Elenora on Aug 6, 2012 20:26:19 GMT -5
"I don't see your point," She replied lazily and Nora was not surprised by this. "Of course you don't." Nora replied matter-of-factly, knowing that there was no point in trying to convince her of the unkindness of her actions. For this was something that one developed as a child, and obviously this was not a trait that was nurtured in the young Dracose. It was clear that she did not have a conscious or that she had gotten good at disregarding it. Either way she was not impressed by this young girl's behaviour.
Thinking the worse was over, Nora started to turn away, when Lady Dracose snapped at her, "If you're going to insult me, be a lady and do it to my face," Nora mouth fell open, appalled by this lady's behavior. She clearly wanted a fight or wanted her to shut up. It turned out to be the latter when she snarled at her, "Unless you cannot handle shut matters, then you should just stay out of them."
Nora didn't know what had happened to her, but all she knew was one moment she was making her way back to her sister and the next she walked slowly towards the Lady Dracose, "Alright, Lady Dracose," she told her sternly, yet reasonably calm. "Here I am, since you asked that I act like a 'lady'. Your behavior just then was appalling and I have a feeling that no one ever tells you that. While, I probably should have dealt with this privately, I will not tolerate anyone being so harsh and cold-heartened towards another human being no matter their station. "
And with that Nora bid her goodbye with a small curtsy and returned to her sister. Not missing some of the looks she got as she did so. Some looked at her in admirable for the way she tried to put the Lady Dracose in her place. While others seemed to be slightly surprised that she boldly did so.
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