Enigmatic Schemes with Elostian and Nihmriel

Sylandra · July 2015

@Elostian and @Nihmriel are two of the greatest roleplayers I've had the pleasure to play Lusternia with. There are endless ways they've influenced me as a player, and that's including a lot more memories than the ones I'm posting here. But I found some of the best ones, and after the latest God Blog, I now have an excuse to share one of these logs with you.

This first one is my absolute favorite, and shamelessly embarrasses me and @Daraius (as well as@Ridley and @Ileein SORRY GUYS BUT IT HAS BEEN LIKE FIVE YEARS, you will live) in the process. I've tried to clean it up so that it makes sense out of context, so that you can try and enjoy it as much as I did. If awkwardly hilarious rom coms aren't really your thing, do feel free to skip out on this one, though! It's fairly long so I had to break it up.

Matchmaking: Part One (Where Elostian Makes Accurate Guesses and Sylandra Uses DIVERT)

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "I observe that you are once more a Skyplume."

You say, "Ah, yes. Lady Nihmriel picked up on that as well."

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "Have you decided to another course then?"

You say, "Somewhat. Maybe. It depends on factors outside myself."

The air vibrates with a profound sense of amusement.

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "Such as if Daraius is likely to propose?"

You say, "You are a terribly nosy divine."

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "I merely observe. And I observe a lot of Shevat, with most of the family being in My order."

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "Am I misinformed then?"

You have emoted: Sylandra peers at the nothingness that she presumes is You.

You say, "I have no idea. He hasn't told me if so.”

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "Is this not what you wanted then?

You say, "You're asking me if I'd say yes to Daraius, then?"

You say, "Since You are being so forward about it, fine, yes I would."

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "Perhaps. I enjoy questions, and your conduct has certainly been worthy of questions. After all, I observed you and Daraius very obviously being 'just friends' long before your marriage."

You open your mouth to say something, but speech fails you.

You say, "Did -everyone- think this my entire life?"

A subtle sense of bemusement creeps into the vicinity.

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "Well, regardless, it is good to see you are settling into new goals."

You say, "I have had the Archmage lock me in her room and order me to say something to him, I have Maellio prodding me and now his brother is doing so, and gods know who else."

You say, "I like goals. It's nice to strive for things."

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "I find all this obvious manipulation quite entertaining."

You laughingly say, "You're not the only one in the Basin who does, I assure You."

You say, "Maellio comments on it at every opportunity."

The air vibrates with a profound sense of amusement.

You say, "But I know something You likely don't know, since You and I are planning on gossiping like old women."

You say, "Someone is attempting to court the Magnificus."

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "Now, that indeed is news. And from which credible source did this snippet of information come?"

You say, "Me and the person in question."

You hum a happy tune.

You say, "I am telling You in the hopes someone else gets this treatment at some point."

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "Oh, I do enjoy teasing Ileein. I should be more than willing to have his marriage arranged for him."

You say, "It is my nephew, the Force Commander. Ridley."

Highly amused, you say, "Son of Phoebus and Arte."

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "Such credentials."

You say, "But he's a dear, and I can't imagine anyone else who could succeed at this in the city."

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "Well then, if you would like My advice."

You say, "And I always do."

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "If you wish to really get up Ileein's nose I suggest you speak with Lady Shevat about arranging his marriage."

You laughingly say, "My nephew will positively kill me."

You say, "I love it."

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "I sincerely look forward to seeing this unfold. It should be tremendously entertaining."

You say, "If you are entertained by myself and Daraius's potential something or actual nothing, then I am sure this will amuse you to no end."

Sylandra · July 2015

Matchmaking: Part Two (Enter the Nihmriel)

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "Well, I am in the mood for entertainment. I suggest you request Lady Shevat's attention for a moment while I am at liberty to sit back and enjoy the scheming."

You say, "But really--what, now?"

You blink.

You say, "She's in realms?"

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "Indeed she is. Lady Shevat is a natural recluse. She is good at appearing unnoticed."

You say, "I can't say I have ever been talented at that."

A subtle sense of bemusement creeps into the vicinity.

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "You are stalling."

You say, "I am laughing on the inside."

You say, "Very very hard."

You say, "But yes, yes, that."

It is now the 21st of Shanthin, 284 years after the Coming of Estarra.

You tell Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD, "If I may speak with you a moment?"

You say, "Oh dear gods poor Ridley."

You say, "I am the worst aunt there ever was."

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "Nonsense, you are providing for his future."

You say, "And Your entertainment."

Nihmriel tells you, "I do, or I may do - a moment while I establish whether Ileein is merely talking idly, or would in fact like me to do something."

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "Naturally."

You tell Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD, "Take as long as you need.”

Nihmriel tells you, "No, false alarm. Would you like to meet somewhere in particular?"

You say, "This is the most dastardly I have been.”

You tell Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD, "Your manse or mine? Either will do."

Nihmriel tells you, "I will bring the tea, if you will provide the garden."

You tell Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD, "That should do nicely. I will meet you in the aetherplex then?"

Nihmriel tells you, "Agreed."

Nihmriel arrives from the ether.

You curtsey respectfully before Nihmriel.

Nihmriel inclines her head politely to you.

[run to garden]

A charming garden amidst glittering crystal.

In a masterpiece of crystal sculpture, two exquisite dancing trill form an opulent prismatic bench here.

You see a single exit leading up.

You sit yourself down on a crystal bench of resplendent opulence and make yourself comfortable.

Nihmriel pours white tea from a ceramic teapot into a filigreed crystal tea cup.

Nihmriel pours white tea from a ceramic teapot into a delicate pink tea cup.

Nihmriel sits herself down on a crystal bench of resplendent opulence and makes herself comfortable.

Nihmriel gives a delicate pink tea cup to you.

You say, "Thank you."

As you sip the white tea, your thoughts become clearer.

Nihmriel takes a drink from a filigreed crystal tea cup.

Nihmriel gives a creamy strawberry cake to you.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "In case sugar proves to be necessary."

Your eyes sparkle with amusement.

You say, "It does tend to be, at times."

You say, "Now then, I suppose I'll begin by saying this is about your son."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Ah. Which particular one?"

You say, "The Magnificus, actually."

Evidently surprised, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Oh.. that one."

You tilt your head curiously.

You say, "Was that answer unexpected?"

tell elostian I hope I get a truefavour for this, You will be having a lovely show

To whom do you wish to tell?

Elostian, the Enigma has bestowed His divine truefavour upon you. It will last for 1 month. (LOL)

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Decidedly. Go on, however."

You say, "It actually concerns a family member of mine as well, my nephew."

You say, "Have you met the Force Commander?"

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Not really, no. I exchanged about four words with him earlier this month."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "It may have been five."

Nihmriel takes a drink from a filigreed crystal tea cup.

You say, "Then I suppose this will not have been observed by you, but he rather fancies the Ambassador. I notice this from general nosiness as an aunt and pestering."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD blinks slowly.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "I... see."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Is Ileein aware of this?"

You say, "They have worked alongside one another a good deal in recent years. Particularly during the trials."

You say, "Ridley has attempted to change the Magnificus's obliviousness, but no, I highly doubt it."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "I doubt it as well."

You say, "Which is why we are having this discussion, and not the two people who should be having it."

A wry smile spreads across Nihmriel's face.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "You are saying that they need a little help to sort themselves out."

You smile impishly and say, "That is my personal opinion, yes."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "I suppose it has not been possible for Ridley to simply inform Ileein of his interest? That would seem to be a straightforward approach."

You say, "Ridley is rather intimidated by the connotation of the Shevat name. I can assure he is not the sort of fellow who frolics at the nexus or shouts nonsensical things on the city aether."

You say, "And I suppose in some strange way he is terrified of informing Ileein. He would likely kill me if he knew I was breaching his confidence."

Briskly, you say, "Or at least want to, except it's illegal."

Sylandra · July 2015

Matchmaking: Part Three (We are Here to Scheme)

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "So: to recap. Ridley is intimidated by us, therefore he is unwilling to directly approach Ileein."

You say, "He has done subtle things."

You say, "Given him his favorite flower, given him tasks that he believed the Magnificus would particularly enjoy during the events of the trials, etc."

You say, "In short, being friendly but not being obvious."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Hrm."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "He needs to be obvious, then."

You say, "Well there is a bit of a caveat to that, though it really doesn't change the fact that yes, he does."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "The caveat is what?"

You look up into the air for divine inspiration.

Uncomfortably, you say, "Well. We have a bit of a deal going between us. The deal itself is of no import, but suffice it to say if he does so I have to do something as well."

You say, "But regardless, yes, he should do something a bit more...straightforward."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Ah!"

(Hallifax): Daraius (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Good morning, citizens."

(Hallifax): Ilyssa (from the Prime Material Plane) says, "Hello, Minister."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Very interesting."

Nihmriel coughs softly.

Raising an eyebrow, you say, "Indeed?"

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Your chance has arrived."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "But, what did you have in mind for Ridley?"

tell elostian I do hope You're amused

To whom do you wish to tell?

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice tells you, "I assure you, I am."

tell elostian ...well that is good at least

To whom do you wish to tell?

You say, "I suppose I simply don't want to see him skirt around this issue forever, and I believe that the Magnificus deserves better than a single unfortunate relationship."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Quite so. You don't feel that operating your 'deal' is the best way to encourage him to act?"

tell elostian I do hate You sometimes

To whom do you wish to tell?

Wryly, you say, "Is that what you think, then, Lady Shevat?"

Archly, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "That depends on the deal, doesn't it?"

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Can you do better than Ridley?"

Laughing lightly, you say, "That does depend on the nature of the deal, doesn't it."

Nihmriel nods solemnly.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "The challenge is on. But, however, I imagine you had another solution in mind in coming to me?"

You say, "I suppose two schemers work better than one."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Ah, so we are here to scheme. Better and better."

Your eyes sparkle with amusement.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Would you like me to inform Ileein?"

You say, "Do you think that would work best? You know him better than I."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "I cannot predict how he will react. I merely favour openness and straightforward communication."

You smile impishly and say, "Alternatively we can arrange a marriage behind their backs and see the reaction."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "The intention is not to remove Ileein from Shevat and chain him to Skyplume, I am assuming?"

You say, "Ridley would join the Shevats."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Excellent. Would you like to draft a contract?"

You give a trillingly melodic laugh.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "No, that is too precipitate. I ought to meet Ridley first, and ensure that he is indeed not a raving maniac."

Your eyes sparkle with amusement.

You say, "Oh dear, I certainly hope not. That would put my reputation in dreadful jeopardy."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "That is tricky, though, because naturally we do not intend to inform Ridley we are arranging his life for him."

You look about yourself, rubbing your chin thoughtfully.

You say, "Then clearly I will have to concoct something under the false pretense that I am helping him get in your good graces. Unbeknowesnt to you."

tell ridley Would you like to have another chance at impressing Lady Shevat?

To whom do you wish to tell?

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Of course. I know nothing about it."

You look skeptical and say, "Though he might not be in realms."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Well, there is time. I do not think Ileein is going to be suddenly claimed by someone else in the next two or three months."

You say, "Indeed, and if so, I would be amused."

Sylandra · July 2015

Matchmaking: Part Four (The Gauntlet is Thrown Down)

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "That would be an interesting tangle. I scarcely think it is possible for my family's personal affairs to become any more tangled, however."

"Oh?" you exclaim quizzically.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Consider the fact that I have become involved, now, in arranging three marriages."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "In the last few months."

You raise an eyebrow questioningly.

You say, "That is a large number."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Isn't it? I feel that I have been set adrift in the midst of some outrageous comedy. It is the more amusing given my own lamentable track record when it comes to matters of romance and marriage."

You say, "Lady Shevat, look at who you are talking to."

Your eyes sparkle with amusement.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "We are agreed, then, that the punishment for mismanagement of one's own affairs is the obligation to arrange everyone else's."

You say, "Absolutely. I have always enjoyed meddling."

Nihmriel nods her head sagely.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Meddling in one's own affairs is probably more productive, however."

You say, "Potentially."

You say, "But I am rather bad at it."

Comfortably, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Practice makes perfect."

You say, "Unless it is repeatedly imperfect practice, which creates what we affectionately call 'bad habits'"

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "And no time like the present. Doesn't that make a lovely pair of trite sayings?"

You laughingly say, "Ah, but this is Hallifax! Time is relative."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "That is a clumsy avoidance tactic."

You say, "I never pretended to be graceful at avoidance."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Tactic deflected. What is your next attempt?"

You say, "Depends on what is being implied."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Well then, if we are agreed on our mildly sinister manipulation of Ridley, I believe I will leave you to your procrastination."

You say, "I feel as if you are throwing down an imaginary gauntlet. And if I take it up, you get the satisfaction of winning."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "I threw it a few minutes ago."

You say, "Longer than that, I thought."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Might have been several, indeed."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "You'll also get the satisfaction of winning, of course."

Thoughtfully, you say, "I don't think you realize how many times this year I have been under other people's scheming. I realize I prefer being on the other end."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Oh, so do I. And I'm aware of the scheming. Frankly the level of gossip that's circulating is becoming rather too much."

You say, "Gossip?"

Tiredly, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Of course gossip, this is a collection of mortals."

Your eyes sparkle with amusement.

You say, "Well I apologize if I've caused any for you."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Nobody 'causes' gossip, except by breathing."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "We are all gossiped about, especially those of us with any sort of prominence. It's approximately as inevitable as death."

You say, "And occurs as often, I assume."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "More so."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "How much of this is deliberate stubbornness as a rebellion against perceived pressure?"

You say, "I imagine a good amount."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Good. Time to stop getting in your own way, then. They call that 'cutting off your nose to spite your face'"

Nihmriel gets up off a crystal bench of resplendent opulence.

Nihmriel takes a drink from a filigreed crystal tea cup.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "It's been a pleasure, as always, Mayor Sylandra."

You get up off a crystal bench of resplendent opulence.

You say, "And you, Lady Nihmriel."

Nihmriel inclines her head politely to you.

Nihmriel leaves to the up.

You say, "Enjoy Yourself any, Lord Elostian?"

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "Always. Now please excuse Me, there are some things which require My attention."

You say, "I hope they are just as amusing."

Emanating from the aether, a sonorous multi-toned voice says, "We shall speak again, you know where to find My shrines if you need Me."

You say, "Very well."

----

Suspiciously, about fifteen minutes later, @Daraius requested to spend time with Syl, and the Sylaraius Proposal was had. I just remember laughing uncontrollably throughout 90% of this log, and hope that even one of you found it funny to read!

Daraius · July 2015

Buahaha. At last it all comes out. I think I'd only seen little pieces of this until now. I didn't know there was a deal with Ridley! Why didn't you enforce that instead of writing silly anonymous letters!

)

Also totally mad that I was the one to break the standoff.

Allyrianne · July 2015

What, we don't get the proposal too?

I absolutely loved the log.

Daraius · July 2015

But you would need to see Nihmriel's equivalent advice to Daraius to see how he got there, and that would be terribly self-indulgent of me to post. $:\$ ">

Allyrianne · July 2015

Tease

please post it? :o3

Daraius · July 2015

Well if you're going to twist my arm. Can't get spoiler tags to make this less of a shameless hijack, but it does involve Nihmriel and Scheming, and showcases how terribly wonderful Nihmriel is. :x

Evenly, Daraius says, "I have been informed, by what I believe is a reliable source, that Mayor Silverwind is, ah... the exact words were 'rather quite fond' of me."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Indeed."

Daraius's fur bristles slightly and a rosy tint appears under the fur of his face.

Brushing down his fur, Daraius says, "I take it this is not news to you."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "No, I'm afraid not."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD placidly sips at her tea.

Daraius says, "Ah, well, that is the crux of it. I have been on the edge of composure since learning this."

Mildly surprised, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Oh, that is all?"

Daraius creases his brow in a frown.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "You are unsure what to do next, perhaps."

Daraius nods his head at Nihmriel.

Daraius says, "This kind of scenario is... Well, I have never considered being in such a position."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "One does not typically lay plans for it ahead of time, I believe."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "The question is not 'do you wish to be married' in a general and unspecific sense, but whether you can envisage a relationship under these particular circumstances."

Daraius tugs restlessly at his hems.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "And, I might note, it would hardly be a dilemma for you if you could not."

Daraius opens his mouth but says nothing.

Daraius takes a drink from a silver wolf pup tea cup.

Quietly, Daraius says, "She has been a dear friend of mine for as long as I can remember."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD nods in acknowledgement, calmly sipping tea.

Daraius says, "When it comes to these matters, I am quite in over my ears. I am not able to make the finer distinctions between loyalty, and friendship, and, ah... love."

Daraius says, "It is why I read Llesvelt's book so often."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "So I guessed."

Daraius emits a low, nearly inaudible growl.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "The fact is, perhaps, that the finer distinctions between friendship and love are so fine as to be virtually non-existent."

With a small sigh, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Which is why so many people are having these kinds of friendships that are really thinly-veiled undeclared, unromantic romances."

Fixing Daraius with a brief stare, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Such as yours with Sylandra, for example."

Daraius glances askance.

Daraius says, "I have never meant to maintain a subterfuge."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "It is not about maintaining a conscious subterfuge. The operative factor is that both parties are usually deceiving themselves."

Slightly wearily, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Blissfully unaware, even if it is obvious to everyone else."

Daraius flattens his ears against his head.

Sipping tea, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Anyway, I am veering away from the specific topic."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "May I ask a pertinent question?"

Lightly tapping the side of his tea cup with his claw, Daraius says, "By all means."

Settling back into the couch, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "The nature of your uncertainty. Is it that you are unsure whether you wish to turn your friendship into something more, or merely that you are unsure how to?"

Daraius's whiskers twitch abruptly.

Daraius says, "'Something more' is the term my informant used as well. It does sound ominous."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "A cliched euphemism it surely is. I think it is a way of cloaking the fact that 'something more' could mean anything from an occasional date to lifelong marriage, and we're not ready address that question yet."

Haltingly, Daraius says, "I, ah... I suppose it is the latter uncertainty."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Oh! Well, that is perfectly simple."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Simple, but difficult. You'll have to gamble, I'm afraid."

Daraius tilts his head curiously.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Confess, my dear Daraius."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "One of the hardest things a person is likely to, as it involves displaying one's personal hopes and fears for the perusal of the person who can either make you perfectly happy or destroy you entirely. A nervous business. But in this case you have the advantage of a promising inclination on her part to begin with."

Flatly, Daraius says, "Confess."

Showing that he understands, Daraius nods his head slowly towards Nihmriel.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Alternatively, if that is too terrifying a prospect (and it is rather terrifying), the matter can be arranged on a more formal basis."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "In that I will submit a marriage contract to Sylandra and ask her to sign it. Efficient, I would say. It's up to you. How much or how little romance would you like?"

Bristling slightly, Daraius says, "Good heavens."

Nihmriel chuckles long and heartily.

Slowly regaining his composure, Daraius says, "I will have to consider it. I'm quite sure I am too socially oblivious to recognize the time for a confession, but I also suspect Sylandra would not be particularly interested in being commodified."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "In general it is probably wise to offer a little more romance than you're personally inclined towards, indeed, for the benefit of the lady."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "I might note that the time for a confession passed about six years ago, however."

A rosy tint rising under the fur of his face, Daraius says, "My assessment of social abilities is accurate, then."

Daraius says, "If you don't mind my asking... how did it go between Arel and yourself?"

Sipping her tea thoughtfully, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Ah.. well. I met Arel when I was not much older than you. I felt rather quickly that he was about the most impressive person I could conceive of, but unfortunately he had the bad taste to be married at the time."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "So we were 'friends' for ages and ages. Which felt like eternity."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "And then eventually it emerged that I had the opportunity to confess, which I did at long last, though it was probably the scariest thing I've ever done and I made an utter mess of it, frankly."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Fortunately he said yes anyway."

A low, contented growl arises within Daraius' chest.

Flickering a faintly embarrassed shade of pink, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "I am... not very good at these personal matters myself."

His tail wagging briefly in his seat, Daraius says, "That is more of a relief for me to hear than you could imagine."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Oh? Why is that, exactly?"

Daraius says, "Oh, ah... Well, you are about the most impressive person I can conceive of, I suppose."

Daraius says, "So it is comforting to know you have navigated some of the same, ah... shortcomings that I must."

With interest, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Am I? Ah.. well then be comforted, I am indeed capable of making an utter mess of my personal life."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "In fact... I still haven't really explained all of that to Arel."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "I can't find the words. I always end up being flippant and making it into a joke. But still you see we manage to have a perfectly comfortable marriage, so there is always hope for those of us whose emotions exist as a sort of alarming separate body."

Showing that he understands, Daraius nods his head slowly towards Nihmriel.

Fluttering a hand dismissively, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Returning to your case... I am quite sure you will navigate this problem successfully, Daraius, one way or another."

Daraius smiles softly.

Bowing his head slightly, Daraius says, "Thank you, both for your advice and your confidence."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "And I'm personally quite sure that your informant is correct."

Daraius rubs his head.

Daraius says, "Yes, it seems I was the last to know."

With a small smile, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Not at all unusual, as I have said."

Daraius nods his head at Nihmriel.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Is Sylandra aware of your feelings at all?"

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Either by your information or another 'secret informant'"

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "I sense some matchmaking occurring, by the way, with these enigmatic interferences."

Daraius says, "I strongly doubt it. I have not quite come to terms with my feelings, myself."

Gently, Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "But they are more obvious to others than to you, perhaps. You may find it is not entirely a surprise to her."

Ileein arrives from the west.

Ileein doffs a mathematically-flawless crystalline crown cordially.

Daraius bows his head politely to Ileein.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says to Ileein, "Ileein, good afternoon."

Professor Ileein Shevat, Execumatrix Magnificus smiles and says, "Greetings."

Professor Ileein Shevat, Execumatrix Magnificus says, "I was looking for my dearest Aunt, but it seems she is elsewhere."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says to Ileein, "At the Shevat House of Design

manse."

Professor Ileein Shevat, Execumatrix Magnificus says, "My, I had no idea such a thing existed."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says to Ileein, "It is just born, in the first throes of its existence."

Daraius says, "The whole Basin will know of it eventually, I suspect."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Shall we all visit, perhaps?"

Nihmriel nods her head at Daraius.

Nihmriel gets up off a divan couch of teak and beryl-encrusted satin.

Professor Ileein Shevat, Execumatrix Magnificus says, "That sounds a capital idea."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says to Daraius, "Do you wish to see your MotherAunt as well?"

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "I should say, your Other MotherAunt."

Daraius says to Nihmriel, "I would quite like to see Saaga again, and to visit the new property, but I'm afraid my time has run short."

Professor Ileein Shevat, Execumatrix Magnificus says, "By the by, if any of you see any paintings of me in the near future, would you kindly do all in your power to destroy them?"

Professor Ileein Shevat, Execumatrix Magnificus says, "I.e. balefire would not be out of line."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says to Daraius, "Ah, another time, then."

Nihmriel raises an eyebrow at Ileein.

Daraius nods his head slowly in understanding.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says to Ileein, "I sense a story behind that."

Professor Ileein Shevat, Execumatrix Magnificus says to Nihmriel, "Please don't ask."

Ileein twitches spasmodically.

Daraius says to Nihmriel, "Thank you."

Daraius gets up off an exquisite teak and satin arm chair.

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says, "Ah... well then, I shall simply agree."

Lady Nihmriel Shevat, FIS. TPhD says to Daraius, "Please be well. I will seek you out again in due course."

Daraius nods his head at Nihmriel.

Daraius serenely clasps his hands and bows.

Professor Ileein Shevat, Execumatrix Magnificus says to Daraius, "Be well, Cousin!"

Daraius says, "Do give my fond regards to Saaga."

Portius · July 2015

Do...do we know why those paintings had to be destroyed by balefire? Inquiring minds want to know.

Phoebus · July 2015

Portius said:

Do...do we know why those paintings had to be destroyed by balefire? Inquiring minds want to know.

I painted a rather flattering portrait of Illein's heroism once. I wonder if it's the painting in question? ;;)

Daraius · July 2015

This was around the time of the skinrot plague, and he and Phoebus and Ridley were instrumental in... doing something significant enough that I made a painting of them. But that's not the one he's talking about. Pretty sure the ones he wants destroyed involve full drag and make-up. If anyone has the evidence, it's @Phoebus.

)

Phoebus · July 2015

Daraius said:

This was around the time of the skinrot plague, and he and Phoebus and Ridley were instrumental in... doing something significant enough that I made a painting of them. But that's not the one he's talking about. Pretty sure the ones he wants destroyed involve full drag and make-up. If anyone has the evidence, it's @Phoebus. )

It's a shame, but I lost my painting collection. They all decayed while I was gone and apparently I never copied most of them down anywhere, so drag Ileein is lost to time. I do still have the desc of my painting of him as the Saviour of Solstice saved, though.

Sylandra · July 2015

@Nihmriel is basically amazing. Now I want to see if I have the old @Ileein portrait in drag somewhere.

It's so glorious.

---QUOTE BOX SHOULD BE HERE----

Daraius said:

Buahaha. At last it all comes out. I think I'd only seen little pieces of this until now. I didn't know there was a deal with Ridley! Why didn't you enforce that instead of writing silly anonymous letters! ) Also totally mad that I was the one to break the standoff.

--QUOTE BOX SHOULD END HERE---

Anonymous letters are fun! And besides, how well would Dar ever respond to a declaration of feelings?! Psh. Heartbreaking dingo. (</3)

Daraius · July 2015

Sylandra has brought shame on the House and the Collective by failing to make Ridleein a thing.

Sylandra · July 2015

Not for lack of trying!

Phoebus · July 2015

(Whew, didn't lose yet another Windwhisper to the Shevats ) #:-S

Nihmriel · August 2015

Good times

Tremula · February 2017

Necroposting, but I think the best line I've read all year is "...he had the bad taste to be married at the time."

Aramel · February 2017

It seems that simultaneously cheerful yet ominously effective matchmaking is a family tradition.

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