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  1. #1
    Abraham Norton's Avatar
    Presence
    (Noble)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Fruity)
    Abraham Norton

    Mien:
    Blooming irises emerge in his hair and a noticeable smell of these flowers appears. Some delicate vines and creepers seem to be swirling around his neck, shoulders and arms. His skin and hair emit a faint metallic sheen,as if they're reflected in iron.

    +1
    DV
    3
    PRE

    Just like he promised in the note, Abraham was ready to meet his fellow Springs in the Tavern, on the designated day. It was late morning, a good time to eat a meal that could be labeled 'second breakfast', 'early lunch' or just 'a snack between snacks', according to preference. And so, the long table occupying the middle of the room was full of things people eat and drink for breakfast - from milk and cereal to marmelade and white bread, from juice and tea to peanut butter and fruits. Something to fit most every taste.

    As for Abraham himself, the man was waiting to see who will show up. But, since he was never one to sit idly, the Spring holds a guitar in his hands, playing a tune. Fingers dance on the strings like they were made specifically for that purpose, almost without the input of conscious mind. This part of Abraham was occupied by something else entirely.

    The Flowering's outward appearance was relaxed, mirthful even, wearing his signature green coat. In reality, however, the knight-errant is worried - but tries to keep it under wraps. There's no need to spill that mood on the others too early, and Abraham would much rather control how the conversation goes, not explain himself.

    The thing people will notice, though?

    He was sitting at the head of the table.

      3 successes
    Date Action Roll Result
    2019-06-12 14:39:45 Abraham Norton rolls 5 to Hide feels (Comp + Subterfuge) (9 Again) 5, 9, 1, 8, 4, 8 3 successes
    General:
    Loyalty Is:
    Mantle: A delicate breeze carries a rich scent of flowers and fruit. It appears to carry notes of a pleasant melody. If you look closely, the colors around him appear one or two shades deeper.

    Mantle: A delicate breeze carries a rich scent of flowers and fruit. It appears to carry notes of a pleasant melody.

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  3. #2
    Sonnie Wu's Avatar
    Sonja "Sonnie" Wu
    Striking Looks
    (Playful)
    Presence
    (Mischievous)
    New Identity
    (Sonja Wu)
    Mantle
    (Spring)
    Mask:

    An alluring young beauty, Sonnie Wu is 5'2" and lean-bodied, with a light, nimble step and eyes that seem to say "Hey, you know what would be fun?" Her reddish-brown hair often seems slightly unkempt, and an amused smile regularly plays on her lips. Sonnie is usually dressed casually or for outdoor activity. She almost always wears a pair of red leather tabi boots.
    Mien:

    To the eyes of Fae, Sonnie's feet are like those of a monkey: Toes as long as fingers, with one on each foot being opposable like a thumb. A long monkey tail protrudes from the base of Sonnie's spine, covered in hair the same shade as her head. It appears to be prehensile, and often moves to react to her mood and dances about when she speaks, like people who "talk with their hands." Finally, her brown eyes turn golden.
    Mundane Equipment:

    Smart phone, messenger bag, quarterstaff, 2 throwing knifes (concealed), mountain bike.
    Hedgespun

    Cloud-Stepping Shoes
    Hedgespun ● +2 Speed
    Mask: Red tabi boots.
    Mien: Red leather shoes, designed like gloves for her monkey feet. Treads on the 'palms.'

    +1
    SL
    3
    PRE

    Sonnie arrived in the Tavern, yawning and scratching her side. Fortune had this assembly happening on her day off from work, so she had not needed to rearrange any schedules. On the down side, her plan to sleep in late this morning had been interrupted by this. Dressed casually in just blue jeans and a green hoodie, the Beast was barefoot. Her Hedgespun boots were carried in her messenger bag. Said bag was tucked under one arm along with her quarterstaff.

    She blinked as she looked over the set up, eyeing the food first, naturally, then at the street musician seat at the... head of the table? One of the monkey's eyebrows went up as she approached the table. "Isn't that Queen Ingrid's seat, El Mariachi?"

      failure
    Date Action Roll Result
    2019-06-12 15:12:56 Sonnie Wu rolls 4 to Sense Feels (Wits + Empathy) (10 Again) 2, 7, 3, 1 failure

  4. #3
    Seraphina's Avatar
    Seraphina
    Striking Looks
    (Enthralling)
    Presence
    (Magnetic)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Angelic)
    Status
    (Entertainment)
    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 scales trail up to her temples and forehead. Her hair reaches down her back, brushing the back of her knees, spun silver and gold. 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 slightly translucent.
    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 wildflowers and honey. 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.
    Seraphina

    Mask
    A fairly tall woman, roughly 5'10 with long, wavy dark brown hair. Her eyes are an intense, deep bright blue, reminding one of sapphires. Her lips are full, her body perfect.
    Items

    Hedgespun Items

    Tear dropped shaped pendant, form fitted waterfall jacket

    Misc.

    -1 to any rolls involving Presence

    +2
    SL
    +2
    DV
    4
    PRE

    A meeting had been called. One that needed to happen. She hadn’t seen Ingrid and was worried, maybe Abraham knew something.

    She was dressed in what she would consider casual. Brown leather pants that fit her like a glove and a white top. She had on her hedgespun coat and necklace as well.

    Walking into the Tavern, her hedgespun items came to life, each taking on it’s true form. The delicate spider silk hugging her top, the necklace alive and dancing with hundreds of colors around her neck.

    If where Abraham was sitting bothered her, it didn’t show. Mostly because it didn’t. Seats were seats to her.

    Smiling with a little wave to both Abraham and Sonnie, “Hey guys.”
    Fairest│Duel Treasured/Nix│Wyrd •••│Spring ••••

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  6. #4
    Freya's Avatar
    A.K.A. Freya Bloom
    Striking Looks
    (Intense)
    Contacts
    (Entertainment, Clubs)
    Expression
    (Guitar)
    Brawl
    (Tooth and Claw)
    Freya

    Freya's Mein is a hybrid between her mask and some hellish bird of prey. Her face is much like her Mask, save for the larger, saucer-like amber eyes that a more reminiscient of a bird of prey than a human being. Within her mouth, her lower and upper canines are also more prominent and elongated.

    She bears no hair atop her head, boasting instead a short headdress of dark brown feathers. These feathers trail down her spine and along her shoulders and upper arms before erupting yet again along her thighs and rear. Freya's lower legs and forearms are scaly, not unlike the legs of a large bird of prey, and end in wicked talons which serve as her primary tools against her enemies.

    Truly, she is terrifying, but their is a Savage beauty to her.
    Freya Scenes

    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    Freya entered the Tavern in soft silence. The regal Den Mother's attire was decidedly bohemian and, like her fellow Beast, she was barefoot, her taloned feet clicking lightly on the floor as she made her way to the table. Sonnie and Sera were offered smiles and a nod, but the smile faded slightly as Freya's avian, amber eyes found Abraham. She looked at the man for some times with hardly a blink, eyes locked on his form.

    "Abraham," she offered, "Is there a reason you are sitting at the head of the table?"

    Freya Bloom's voice was quiet, but their was a calm certainty that bordered on stern. Abraham was many things, but he did not bear the Antler Crown and this meeting was presumably sent to all Springs. Including Ingrid.
    Wyrd: 2 = Mantle: 1 (Spring)
    Mantle: Light scent of apricots



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  8. #5
    Abraham Norton's Avatar
    Presence
    (Noble)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Fruity)
    Abraham Norton

    Mien:
    Blooming irises emerge in his hair and a noticeable smell of these flowers appears. Some delicate vines and creepers seem to be swirling around his neck, shoulders and arms. His skin and hair emit a faint metallic sheen,as if they're reflected in iron.

    +1
    DV
    3
    PRE

    The Emeralds entered, although fewer in number than he'd like. Where was Titania ? Or Exegesis Agarwal ? The absence of Ingrid was, at this point, half-expected. But Abraham was definitely not happy about it.

    "Good morning to you all" He said to the three assembled women "I'd say you look lovely today, but then again - you always do, so there's that" The compliment slides easily from his tongue, an attempt at making the exchange to come a bit smoother.

    "Sonnie, you are right - this is a Monarch's seat" The Flowering offers "And yes, Freya, there is a reason: I'd like to say it's only to keep the chair warm, but ask yourself this: when was the last time you - any of you" Blue eyes rest at each of them for a moment "have seen Ingrid? She's been a ghost since the Coronation, and frankly we need to deal with the possibility that she left town... or was Taken again" It was a chilling thought, but it was a realistic one. Even if she resurfaces after, who is to say she didn't strike a deal with the Gentry?

    "A body cannot be headless and hope to live. So, unless our Sovereign bursts in here right this moment, and unless you specifically know what is happening with her, I open the floor for any candidates to become the new bearer of the Antler Crown" Someone has to do it. Someone has to step up.

    But who?

    Empathy rolls to check the attitude of those attending towards Abe occupying the royal seat - do they approve, disapprove, don't care? Sera and Sonnie 1 suxx, Freya 2 suxx

      1 success
    Date Action Roll Result
    2019-06-14 14:40:19 Abraham Norton rolls 4 to Mood check - Seraphina (10 Again) 10, 3, 7, 6, 2 1 success
      1 success
    Date Action Roll Result
    2019-06-14 14:40:36 Abraham Norton rolls 4 to Mood check - Sonnie (10 Again) 2, 1, 5, 8 1 success
      2 successes
    Date Action Roll Result
    2019-06-14 14:40:51 Abraham Norton rolls 4 to Mood check - Freya (10 Again) 9, 9, 7, 2 2 successes

    General:
    Loyalty Is:
    Mantle: A delicate breeze carries a rich scent of flowers and fruit. It appears to carry notes of a pleasant melody. If you look closely, the colors around him appear one or two shades deeper.

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  10. #6
    Sonnie Wu's Avatar
    Sonja "Sonnie" Wu
    Striking Looks
    (Playful)
    Presence
    (Mischievous)
    New Identity
    (Sonja Wu)
    Mantle
    (Spring)
    Mask:

    An alluring young beauty, Sonnie Wu is 5'2" and lean-bodied, with a light, nimble step and eyes that seem to say "Hey, you know what would be fun?" Her reddish-brown hair often seems slightly unkempt, and an amused smile regularly plays on her lips. Sonnie is usually dressed casually or for outdoor activity. She almost always wears a pair of red leather tabi boots.
    Mien:

    To the eyes of Fae, Sonnie's feet are like those of a monkey: Toes as long as fingers, with one on each foot being opposable like a thumb. A long monkey tail protrudes from the base of Sonnie's spine, covered in hair the same shade as her head. It appears to be prehensile, and often moves to react to her mood and dances about when she speaks, like people who "talk with their hands." Finally, her brown eyes turn golden.
    Mundane Equipment:

    Smart phone, messenger bag, quarterstaff, 2 throwing knifes (concealed), mountain bike.
    Hedgespun

    Cloud-Stepping Shoes
    Hedgespun ● +2 Speed
    Mask: Red tabi boots.
    Mien: Red leather shoes, designed like gloves for her monkey feet. Treads on the 'palms.'

    +1
    SL
    3
    PRE

    The Steepscrambler stared at Abraham for several heartbeats, taking in what the Flowering was saying to everyone and processing it. Then she turned and moved to a seat at the table. She didn't pull the chair out, but instead clambored into it and slipped into place, dropping her bag and staff to the floor next to her. Sonnie started looking over the selection of breakfast foods set out as she spoke.

    "You got a flair for the dramatic, Abe. I'll give you that. But before we go all Game of Thrones and turn this into the Red Brunch, I got a simple question. Has anyone tried calling Ingrid?

    "I mean, I figured it was just her thing to be a hands-off sort of monarch. She wasn't around much before our season rolled in, either. I just took her to be a recluse or something, so I've let her be. Maybe we should check to see how she is before assuming the worst? I got her number. Don't any of you?"


    The simian Beast looked around at the other Emeralds, her tail poised behind her, her expression curious. Then something caught her attention and she grabbed a cereal box off the table.

    "Oh! Fruit Loops!" She tore the box open and started munching on the colorful hoops without a bowl or milk.

    Sonnie was usually not one to hide what she was feeling. Animals wore their hearts on their sleeves, so to speak, and this Beast was no different. She was cautious, but curious about the situation. Also, Abraham was likely aware, due to previous conversations, that she didn't entirely trust him.

  11. #7
    Seraphina's Avatar
    Seraphina
    Striking Looks
    (Enthralling)
    Presence
    (Magnetic)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Angelic)
    Status
    (Entertainment)
    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 scales trail up to her temples and forehead. Her hair reaches down her back, brushing the back of her knees, spun silver and gold. 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 slightly translucent.
    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 wildflowers and honey. 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.
    Seraphina

    Mask
    A fairly tall woman, roughly 5'10 with long, wavy dark brown hair. Her eyes are an intense, deep bright blue, reminding one of sapphires. Her lips are full, her body perfect.
    Items

    Hedgespun Items

    Tear dropped shaped pendant, form fitted waterfall jacket

    Misc.

    -1 to any rolls involving Presence

    +2
    SL
    +2
    DV
    4
    PRE

    There was a genuine smile when Freya came in, “Freya!” the Nix was clearly happy to see her. “How you been?” seemed like forever since she saw her fellow Spring.

    At the question, she looked to Abraham. Was she the only one who didn’t care where he sat?

    She listened to what he said, and he had some good, but worrying points. Where was Ingrid lately?

    “I have to say, I haven’t spoken with her since the Coronation. But that also isn’t all that out of the ordinary for her. Ever since she arrived here, she has always been seen when needed and there when needed.” Should they be worried this time?

    “I don’t feel comfortable with anyone stepping up until someone tries to get a hold of her. Once we can say she is unreachable, then I believe we can move forward and someone can step into the role until things are known for certain. It’s not right to move forward without that information. Well, as much as we can get anyways. We owe it her.”
    Maybe Ingrid being as private as she was caused her more harm than good.

    Nodding to Sonnie, “I have her number, and I’m sorry to say that I haven’t called her lately. She seemed fine at the party, happy and like herself.” There had been no obvious signs of trouble. But if she left the Freehold, wouldn’t she have said something?

    “Look, I’ll go try and call her, send her a text, all that stuff. Unfortunately, I don’t know where she lives, so I can’t go looking for her.”
    Unless stopped, Sera will step out of the Tavern, and the Hedge, and try to call Ingrid.

    Sera doesn't care where Abraham is sitting. But she is beginning to get untrustworthy of the situation.
    Fairest│Duel Treasured/Nix│Wyrd •••│Spring ••••

  12. #8
    Freya's Avatar
    A.K.A. Freya Bloom
    Striking Looks
    (Intense)
    Contacts
    (Entertainment, Clubs)
    Expression
    (Guitar)
    Brawl
    (Tooth and Claw)
    Freya

    Freya's Mein is a hybrid between her mask and some hellish bird of prey. Her face is much like her Mask, save for the larger, saucer-like amber eyes that a more reminiscient of a bird of prey than a human being. Within her mouth, her lower and upper canines are also more prominent and elongated.

    She bears no hair atop her head, boasting instead a short headdress of dark brown feathers. These feathers trail down her spine and along her shoulders and upper arms before erupting yet again along her thighs and rear. Freya's lower legs and forearms are scaly, not unlike the legs of a large bird of prey, and end in wicked talons which serve as her primary tools against her enemies.

    Truly, she is terrifying, but their is a Savage beauty to her.
    Freya Scenes

    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    Freya growls lowly.

    For the first time in months, She-Who-Stalks glints through Freya's kind, nigh-stoic expression. Feathers flex in slight agitation. A member of the Court of Desire she may have been, but Freya's gifts signaled her status as a Fading Spring. Wrath was a consequence of her Durance and Freya's suspicion of Abraham's motives was plainly seen on the Hunterheart's face.

    "No thematics," she said bluntly, "It's clear you seek the Crown, yet you don't bear it. You, and any other candidate, would be a Pretender. The coronation is done."

    The expression softens as Sera speaks to her with genuine joy. She regards the Nix with a slight smile, her motherly nature offering the sweet Joyeux genuine kindness.

    "I am well enough, Joyeux. Circumstances drew me away from the Freehold," she says before looking back to Abraham, "but it seems fate has drawn me back at the right time..."

    Her expression turned cold again as she approached the table, nigh-unblinking eyes remaining firmly locked on the Flowering who she felt sought to supplant the very Monarch who ushered her entry to Sacramento. To family.

    "They both make fair points, Abraham," she says, "Have you sought contact with our sovereign? Or did you circle and wait for an opportune time to take?"
    Wyrd: 2 = Mantle: 1 (Spring)
    Mantle: Light scent of apricots



  13. #9
    Abraham Norton's Avatar
    Presence
    (Noble)
    Distinctive Voice
    (Fruity)
    Abraham Norton

    Mien:
    Blooming irises emerge in his hair and a noticeable smell of these flowers appears. Some delicate vines and creepers seem to be swirling around his neck, shoulders and arms. His skin and hair emit a faint metallic sheen,as if they're reflected in iron.

    +1
    DV
    3
    PRE

    Abe, our Courts have no clue

    The Elemental's words reverberated in Abraham's head as he watched the mistrust on their faces, in their words, grow.

    "Fine. If you think that's what is best" He says to the ever-considerate Sera, as he watches the Nix leave the Tavern "I wish you success, even if I don't expect any"

    Of course, in most circumstances the Beasts would be right: the burden of interaction would rest on them. In their situation, however? With how the Courts work? Not so much.

    "A thinly-veiled power grab. Is that what you think this is? That I am showing my true colors, of someone who craves the Crown for its own sake, and as soon as I get it I will send you on your merry way?" He scoffs at both Grims "You don't know me at all, then" The cold and hard texture to Freya's voice did not go unnoticed, but two can play at this game.

    "Frankly, I thought of all people you two would understand best. What good is a leader that I cannot see, cannot smell and yes - challenge if they grow weak?" Humans - and thus, changelings - certainly are part of the animal kingdom, even if they pretend otherwise "Monarchs are not administrators. They don't get to be reclusive, because it is their duty to embody their chosen Season. They are the Court's most exalted servants, lynchpins of its mystical strength and of each individual member. They cannot do that properly from afar" The Flowering gives Freya and Sonnie a moment to much on that "If she wants the role, the best candidate for new Spring Monarch is out there, making a phone call. We can give our support to her and move on to other matters concerning Spring. If she doesn't, well..."

    He'd lie if he told there is no Desire within him to give the Emerald a little more shape. Could he bear that burden? Abraham certainly believes so. But he is not the obvious choice, and he knows it.

    "...I will do what must be done"

    Like always.

    I'm fine with pausing this Scene for a bit to allow a Comms thread for Seraphina/Ingrid. Or we can resolve the situation any other way you like
    General:
    Loyalty Is:
    Mantle: A delicate breeze carries a rich scent of flowers and fruit. It appears to carry notes of a pleasant melody. If you look closely, the colors around him appear one or two shades deeper.

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  15. #10
    Sonnie Wu's Avatar
    Sonja "Sonnie" Wu
    Striking Looks
    (Playful)
    Presence
    (Mischievous)
    New Identity
    (Sonja Wu)
    Mantle
    (Spring)
    Mask:

    An alluring young beauty, Sonnie Wu is 5'2" and lean-bodied, with a light, nimble step and eyes that seem to say "Hey, you know what would be fun?" Her reddish-brown hair often seems slightly unkempt, and an amused smile regularly plays on her lips. Sonnie is usually dressed casually or for outdoor activity. She almost always wears a pair of red leather tabi boots.
    Mien:

    To the eyes of Fae, Sonnie's feet are like those of a monkey: Toes as long as fingers, with one on each foot being opposable like a thumb. A long monkey tail protrudes from the base of Sonnie's spine, covered in hair the same shade as her head. It appears to be prehensile, and often moves to react to her mood and dances about when she speaks, like people who "talk with their hands." Finally, her brown eyes turn golden.
    Mundane Equipment:

    Smart phone, messenger bag, quarterstaff, 2 throwing knifes (concealed), mountain bike.
    Hedgespun

    Cloud-Stepping Shoes
    Hedgespun ● +2 Speed
    Mask: Red tabi boots.
    Mien: Red leather shoes, designed like gloves for her monkey feet. Treads on the 'palms.'

    +1
    SL
    3
    PRE

    She nodded to Sera, watching the Nix step back into the Ironside to make the attempt at contact with their absent Darkling Queen. Sonnie chewed on some Fruit Loops, and smiled at her fellow Courser. "Hey, Freya! Where you been, girl? We need to hang out more and be Beasties."

    Her eyes turned to Abraham, listening quietly as he spoke... well, quietly except for the crunching of breakfast cereal. She shook her head, "I was just saying that sitting in Ingrid's seat while talking about the need for a new monarch isn't a good look. At least, it isn't if that's not what you're going for. Maybe it would have been more effective if you sat in the next seat over and gestured at her empty 'throne?' An, well. Too late now." The monkey shrugged, "I understand what you're saying. But we're also Spring, and we're a fickle bunch of artists and club kids and athletes and sexpots. Duty doesn't weigh heavily on our kind. By indulging our Desires, we are serving our season. Still, you got a point, it'd be good if Her Royal Shadiness were out and about more often. An active monarch is a sign of a healthy Court."

    "But you know what? Don't take it as an insult, Abe. Ambition is just a form of Desire. If you wanted the throne, there's actually nothing wrong with feeling that way. If you don't, that's fine, too."


    The 'Scrambler paused a moment to peer into the cereal box, perhaps looking for the toy surprise, but then resumed munching the contents. "Yeah, okay, I agree. Out of this lot, Sera's the best candidate. It's obvious Spring favors her more strongly the rest of us, and she's got the seniority. I'd support her. I just want to be certain the change is necessary first."

    She blinked, then, as though remembering something, "Oh! I just remembered! I was talking to Rhodes the other day, and he told me the monarchs are working on a freehold oath, and that it's pretty much ready for use at the Summer Coronation. He never said a word about Ingrid not participating. I think he would have asked me about her if she hadn't. Right? Or more likely, he would have asked Sera." Perhaps it was a stretch, but Sonnie was genuinely concerned about Ingrid's well being now.

    I'm fine with pausing for a bit until Sera makes contact with Ingrid
    Beast | Steepscrambler | Spring Mantle (Scent of a Fresh Spring Breeze)

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