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  1. #1
    Cayce's Avatar


    The Spring Equinox has long since passed, and yet...the Crown has not appeared.

    The Freehold is without a sovereign, and without a sovereign, no new pledges can be made...

    What is worse, a creature of flame and eternal greed stalks the bounds of the city that the Freehold calls home, pulling strings so vast, the Lost can only barely comprehend them. Thousands of people call the Dragon master, though they do not know it. And thousands more do, but don't care, not when the paychecks are so...conciliatory.

    And so the time has come for another gathering of the Freehold, another gathering of the Lost, and as luck would have it, a host stepped forward, though not a host entirely trusted by those who have dwelled in the Freehold long. Nevertheless, with the Blue Note being the home of the last Sovereign, Enda's the home of the one before it, and with no communal meeting space, the offer from Cosette the Butcher to host seemed as good a choice as any.

    And so Rosetti's Garden opened it's doors for the first time, a soft opening for the Freehold of Sacramento, and Lost were already eating, drinking, and laughing inside, while others stood guard discreetly inside and out. The building was decently unspectacular, certainly holding no candle to the vacant Rose Garden that used to host the Spring Court, but the food was good, and there was space aplenty for the lost to sit and dine, or stand and chat.


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    Mhairi Ankaa's Avatar
    Presence
    (Quiet Confidence)
    Striking Looks
    (Mesmerizing Eyes)
    Autumn's Regalia
    (Autumn Mantle)
    Fashion
    (Contacts, Status)
    Mhairi Ankaa


    Mask

    A slim girl, with raven black hair and grey-blue eyes. She likes wearing silver nail polish.
    Mien

    Her skin; like moonlight captured. Quicksilver drips from her fingers, burning up before it lands. Motes of fell fire escape her eyes. In her hair, a galaxy, forming constellations which mimic the sky, changing with the Seasons.
    Mantle

    Fear made manifest, Autumn's Regalia embraces the Wisp, as if she is Dread's most blessed daughter.
    Pledges & Other Things

    Pledges

    Autumn Queen Oath

    Plot Stats

    Fairy Floss
    Defense: 3 +1
    Heath: Willpower
    Glamour:

    House Call
    Defense: 3 +1
    Heath: Willpower
    Glamour:
    HS Choker+1 Defense, -1g. Sparation3 -1g

    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    Wyrd
    •••
    Ask-wee-da-eed Telluric

    The Equinox came and went, and yet as L'aire's - Sasha's Crown returned to the Wyrd to loose it's frost and blossom into the Verdant Court's Antler Crown...it never came. No Spring Courtier bore it's weight and the Cycle was broken. Their Freehold was defenseless, no new Pledges could be made and the shifting of the Seasons could not happen, and so they were vulnerable to the eyes of the Gentry.

    This was not good.

    For the Equinox Mhairi had an idea, her outfit for the occasion was going to be an homage to a dearly missed friend who bore Spring's Mantle and would have been Queen if she hadn't left Sacramento. If Coco had still been here none of this shit would be happening. No, with all that had occurred, and what was still to come, Mhairi would still pay homage, but she couldn't be in heels, nor the skirt and bustle she'd been planning on wearing.

    The Coat would be the same, but instead of her planned on skirt and bustle there was a pair of dark wash jeans and worn combat boots. The items that Mhairi had hedgespun herself were noticeable. Her circlet of fire, dormant was around her neck, and her war fans were within easy reach.

    It appeared Mhairi was ready for a Summer gathering instead of a Spring one.

    "Thank you Cosette, for hosting us." Mhairi says to the Chef, stepping into the pale intimation, Autumn's Wisp looked for something non-alcoholic to sip at as she waited for the rest of the Freehold to appear.
    Currently Just a Simple Shade Shard~

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    Seraphina's Avatar
    Seraphina
    Presence
    (Magnetic)
    Striking Looks
    (Enthralling)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Angelic)
    New Identity
    (Sarah Jones)
    Mantle (Spring)
    (In Mini Sheet)
    Seraphina

    Mien

    Softly shimmering gold flakes catch the light whenever she moves, delicate gilded and diamond scales extenuate the luminescent sapphires that are her eyes. The ocean lives in Sera's eyes, perfectly cut sapphires, gleam in the light. Deeper shades always shifting like the tide. The scales trail up to her temples and forehead. Her hair reaches down her back, brushing the back of her calves, spun silver and gold. Perfectly placed streaks of sea green are seen throughout her hair. Very fine diamond dust falls loose from her hair when she moves, reflecting rainbows from the light. The scales on her hands are dulled by the simple fact that her hands are translucent. There was an iridescent scale like skin that pulled delicately up from her ears. The membrane shimmered and created three curly points.
    Seraphina

    Fairest

    Nix/Treasured
    Mantle

    Cherry blossoms gilded in gold bloom from her hair, tumbling down as a warm rejuvenating spring breeze gently kisses the air with the scent of freshly cut grass. The sound of birds singing can be heard as the wildflowers grow and bloom in vibrant colors where she walks, swaying and lively in the breeze.
    Sera's hands and lower legs are translucent while the rest of her has cracks
    Seraphina

    Mask
    A fairly tall woman, roughly 5'11 with long, wavy dark brown hair. Her eyes are an intense, deep bright blue, reminding one of sapphires. Her lips are full and her skin is flawless. With that perfection comes a body that men fawn and drool over, and women envy.

    Health Tracker

    Haunted House
    Items

    Hedgespun Items

    Tear dropped shaped pendant, form fitted waterfall jacket

    Misc.

    -3 to any rolls involving Presence

    Jewelry

    Ring on right ring finger...the gold band matches her gilded golden skin, the blue sapphire matches her eyes and the diamonds her scales
    Seraphina Scenes
      -1 Glamour into Wyrdstone
      Dreaming, -1 WP to analyze, WP to hold Dream together, Dreamscape
      -1 Glamour for Dream Time, -1 WP, WP to Scour Glam to rebuild
     Harden Mask, Forgot to include in orig post, 
     

    +2
    SL
    +2
    DV
    5
    PRE

    Treasured Nix

    The Spring Equinox came and went, and no sovereign had been crowned. It really sucked, and didn’t bode well for the Freehold. She had been certain that one of the new Lost from San Fran would have been crowned, but she was wrong. The crown wasn’t something she wanted, well, she was pretty sure she didn’t want it. She wasn’t a leader, least she didn’t think she was. But it had not chosen her, and that spoke volumes to her.

    But there was still a gathering to be had, and maybe things could be sorted. Well, at least yummy food and good conversation would be plenty.

    Spring was here, and Sera was not going to pass up the chance to look amazing! Ok, she always looked amazing, but it was time for a color and dress that would enhance it. So she found a coral silk slip dress, it was fitted enough in the waist to show off her tiny waist. She feel in love with the way the color played off her gilded skin. It was a modest length, brushing against her shins, with sandals that added to her height, but matched the dress. She threw her leather coat on over it, hiding the spaghetti straps until later. Her makeup appeared minimal, which was how it was supposed to be, but her lips had a hint of coral to them.

    Walking into the building, she stops to breath in air, enjoying the smells of the food. There would be more pasta to be had tonight!

    Spotting Mhairi, she makes her way over, “Hey,” greets the Nix, “Love that coat!” though she was surprised to not see her in a corset. It was odd, odd didn’t settle good with her.
    Treasured/Nix Wyrd●●●●

  6. #4
    Morgan Bellanar's Avatar

    Morgan Bellanar

    2
    PRE

    Morgan was eyeing the appetizer, the fifth she'd tried, with confusion. She was testing her teeth now with her tongue. Why did everything taste like blood? She'd thought it was just the blood orange she'd tried being aptly named but this was different. Food she knew would taste like something else was now bloody.

    It was a welcome distraction from the lack of a Spring Sovereign or the odd feeling of new flesh in her chest. Even if it was only a fleeting distraction.

    And if Mhairi looked ready for Summer, Morgan seemed like she thought it was hear already.

    Morgan's party dress was heavily offset by the boots and her new jacket that she was adorned with. The jacket was open, letting Morgan's fire pendant shine in the light of the restaurant.

    The belt pack probably didn't help, as any that knew her could guess what was within. She was sticking close to Mhairi. Despite the distraction of her taste buds going feral, her eyes darted across the room. "Uh, yay, tis most generous of thee Cosette, heh."

    She then made a quick aside to Mhairi: "I ken there tis more to worry upon, yet I still think I must tender my appreciation to ye and Malcolm. Like, a lot." And suddenly Sera appears! Morgan bounces in place to turn and see her. She smiles sheepishly: "Huh! Oh, heh heh, hi Sera," yes Morgan was a jumpy.

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    Alexander Brown

    He didn't attend a gathering like this in forever. Strange, given that he always tried to keep up with current affairs. Well, it's spilled milk, and now that he was here, he coul always make some small talk about it. They will have plenty to talk about all evening - from the lack of a Spring monarch to Fairweather, apparently almost ready to do something nasty. The freehold will have to roll up their collective sleeves, and he was determined to play his part.

    It was a nice, classy place, and upon seeing the three ladies alreathy there, he approached the small gathering. "Ms. Ankaa, Ms. Bellanar, Lady Seraphina, good to see you this evening!" He attempts to gently and casually kiss the hands of the three women, offering a slight apologetic smile if one of them says or does something to discourage him from doing so. Who says chivalry is dead?

    "I trust this evening finds you in good health and good fortune" says Alexander, clearly intent on doing some ice-breakers before more people will show up.

  9. #6
    Malcolm Green's Avatar
    Freehold Pledge: Winter
    Allies (Clubs) 1
    Allies (Emergency Services) 1
    Allies (Unions) 3
    Malcolm Green, the Mountain

    WP: 4/4
    Health: 10/10
    Giant
    Mantle: Bubble of crisp, cold, air surrounds him. Frost rimes his head and shoulders, tracing icy epaulettes.
    Malcolm Green

    Sun Banisher's Oath

    (+1 Investigation, +1 Intimidation) - Winter 2016

    Freehold Pledge

    (+1 Streetwise) - Winter 2016

    Dragon's Bane Pledge

    (+3 Faerie Favour) - Spring 2017
    Greens Scenes

    Dragon Giant|

    3
    PRE

    And then there is Green. The mountain; he of the ponderous tread and the grim rocky face. The Sun Banisher had followed the signs and when his hulking shadow fell across Rosetti's Garden, his mantle snap froze the air turning the warm accents of the food into crisp new forms.

    He pushed his way into the establishment, using his height for once if challenged. The mountain was not one for Spring gatherings but now, without a Sovereign for the season, he felt compelled to turn up. There was also other matters to attend to: fire and death; a quest; an Oath. The Onyx Elemental did not dwell on the thought that it was his freedom on the line... Yet.

    "Nice place you got here." Green rumbled, his voice rolling across the room to Cosette.

    He rolled to a stop, propping up a wall while he took the time to survey the scene. Seraphina received a grunt. Mhairi and Morgan needed no greeting. Had they not just returned from Sal's Flesh Market, their passage bought with blood, pain, and dread promise. For them alone he inclined his head.

    That left the Mirrorskin. "Hi. Call me Green. You are...?" He closed on the newcomer, opening his hand in a gesture of friendship. His mantle hissed ever so slightly in the presence of the Darkling's summer mantle.
    Woland Alexander Brown

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    Lucian

    Lucian wasn't thrilled that his court was without Sovereign but no use whining when there was a party to be at. Court emergency meeting, whatever. None of it was ideal but fine, he wasn't going to let the Gentry spoil anything else of his. Let 'em watch. Of course, he felt the nervous tremor in his fingers as he preened in the mirror. He'd just need a little boost is all. He was banking on their being some kind of Wyrd touched treats to hold him over.

    He wafted in, rolling his shoulders at the chill draft that the place couldn't seem to keep out. The clink of glasses and current of laughter took his mind off it blissfully and he adjusted the pin on his jacket, paired with tight black jeans and his usual mishmash of accessories. At least he could keep the fashion on and get some mileage out of it. He slipped over to Cosette first. "Thanks for hosting this. It looks great." He cracked the dour mask to give an honest smile before he spotted the group forming.

    His shadowed eyes sparkled seeing Mhairi Ankaa and Seraphine in the mix. He twisted through the other Lost to greet them. "Hey -- crazy weather, huh?" The circumstances sucked but getting to see the whole Freehold together certainly didn't. He looked to Mhairi and patted at his jacket pocket, "When you get the chance, I've got that gift." He didn't want to make a show about it just as he arrived. Alright, maybe a little one.

    He knew he wasn't formally pledged, with everything happening, and hated having to worry about the suspicion that might cast over him. All when he was aching to find a way to help the court that had let him find real freedom too. He nodded to Morgan, putting out his hand, "Lucian. That's an awesome jacket, you ride?" She didn't strike him as someone offended by the assumption at least.

  12. #8
    Mhairi Ankaa's Avatar
    Presence
    (Quiet Confidence)
    Striking Looks
    (Mesmerizing Eyes)
    Autumn's Regalia
    (Autumn Mantle)
    Fashion
    (Contacts, Status)
    Mhairi Ankaa


    Mask

    A slim girl, with raven black hair and grey-blue eyes. She likes wearing silver nail polish.
    Mien

    Her skin; like moonlight captured. Quicksilver drips from her fingers, burning up before it lands. Motes of fell fire escape her eyes. In her hair, a galaxy, forming constellations which mimic the sky, changing with the Seasons.
    Mantle

    Fear made manifest, Autumn's Regalia embraces the Wisp, as if she is Dread's most blessed daughter.
    Pledges & Other Things

    Pledges

    Autumn Queen Oath

    Plot Stats

    Fairy Floss
    Defense: 3 +1
    Heath: Willpower
    Glamour:

    House Call
    Defense: 3 +1
    Heath: Willpower
    Glamour:
    HS Choker+1 Defense, -1g. Sparation3 -1g

    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    Wyrd
    •••
    Ask-wee-da-eed Telluric

    Quickly familiar faces begin to appear.

    In dress and jacket, Morgan was a sight for sore eyes, "You don't have to thank us. We didn't do it for thanks, we did it because we care about you silly." Mhairi whispered to her Paladin, remembering her too-still form, the blood, her body pierced by the Grub's sword. "Are you okay?" Mhairi hadn't known what the slices of Goblin Fruit did, or what effect they might have had on, or might still continue to have on the Steepscrambler, other then the miraculous healing that saw her standing here today.

    The Spring Fairest, Seraphina is gorgeous as always, a sight to see in her coral dress, "Hey," she begins a little tiredly, Fell-flames flicker as she tries to see how the Nix fairs,
    "How did you trip to Thistleston go?" The Dread Queen knew that when Sera came back there'd been a...lack of sightings of Alex, and Pippin. She knew that Alex was gone. Gone like Nathan was. Mhairi had no idea what happened to Pippin, maybe he'd just disappeared into the night too.

    A man, a Summer by his Mantle* greeted them, and just as Mhairi was about to ask who the hell he was, the Mountain appears, and Mhairi had to wonder, if the Winter had been hiding in a shadowed corner all along. "Hey Green."

    "Lucian!" Mhairi chirps at the shadowsoul, "Nice jacket. It looks like the lot of use decided on jackets." Fell-flames flicker about the room. Was this all of them? Where was L'aire - Sasha? "Well, since this is just the beginning of the night we kinda have a fee moment...I'm assuming that when the night get's going we're not going to have time. But you can always save it for later, visit Edna's, and you can see it up on the mantel."

    *
    Currently Just a Simple Shade Shard~

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    Sasha

    Sasha had heard tales of the Spring court being without a crown before. This would either be a reprise of the story, or something similar.

    The place it was held had a name and the Fairest wondered if it was to pay homage to Rosemary. They probably didn't really know her as it was, but as the Onyx walked in, she thanked their host before moving to where everyone gathered. She was glad she arrived Masked to the gathering since who knows could wander in, particularly those who were unwanted.

    Her dress was something quite different, striking and eerie, much like her Court. The blue wound within the dress was a symbol of the transition between the seasons. She loved how this dress played upon her skin and figure, and though she wasn't very vain, this dress could almost boast that she was.

    "Good evening, everyone." The Dancer said in an upbeat tone. Slowly she made her way to where everyone gathered, the skirt of the dress sashaying along the way.

    The Fairest smiled at those she knew, "Hello Morgan, Malcolm, Sera and Mhairi." And a simple head nod to Lucian, who she'd seen but never had the chance to fully meet that she could recall. Yet, there was another in their presence who was unfamiliar, a Spring Darkling.

    "You are all dressed so wonderfully." She grinned ear to ear, it was definitely time to pull out the Spring wardrobes after the long Winter.

    OOC

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    Cynthia Pike

    Cynthia's feet ached as she approached the building that was supposedly holding Court. She took out a small slip of paper, checking the info on it to make sure she was in the right place before crumpling it and tossing it into a wastebin outside. She tilted her head from side to side, making some pleasant popping noises with her neck before stepping inside.

    Unsurprisingly, the new arrival stood out like a sore thumb. While those in attendance were dressed in fine clothes, Cynthia wore a worn out black leather jacket, the sleeves of which had been torn off some time ago. Beneath that was a dark grey t-shirt smudged with dirt and oil. Her jeans were tripped and torn in several places. Finally, her aching feet were covered by old, but still sturdy, biker boots.

    A hot, dry, breeze blew in along with her, reminiscent of some arid sun baked wasteland with the scent of parched dirt. The mantle of her courtly affiliation was understated but undoubtedly Summer. Cynthia grinned, pulled off the aviator shades she had been wearing and said, "So... what's shakin'?"

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