#pd 001

time & location: February, 13th, dawn. common room.

HER COSTUME had been slightly dishevelled. The blackness of the feathers muted in the day's rising light, her black swan's mask discarded beside her, the pointed beak almost a mockery. The similarities between the mask and the Thorned King had been almost comically apparent, but no one would think a pretty little lady to be behind it.

first of all, the Thorn-thing turned to dust, and she had still been here.

With a bottle of stolen liquor in front of her, Vivian had refused to return to the Sotera's dormitories, the chambers assigned for the Soteran lady in waiting. With so many Frigorians in attendance, it had been a laughing matter ; calling her a Soteran.

she had almost let it slip.

A figure approached her, and she poured another glass of strong bourbon, kicking at the chair beside her.

"Anyone still awake at this time of night is in a desperate need of a drink. I have an extra glass, if you want?"

availability: open to all !

RENYI had spent the majority of her diplomatic affairs hunting down for the rulers of the two kingdoms, but after the Thorned King's appearance, she was determined to get to the bottom of it - & immediately, if she could. She had seen more than a few familiar faces around the library, all of them pouring over ancient tomes & texts, searching for & hunting for even the smidgen of information.

she had found none of value, yet.

Some madman's ramblings about a place called Frigoria that had made the headache return with a pulse. Pressing her fingers against the temples, Renyi lets out a deep sigh, before continuing to focus on the tome in front of her.

"It's all just ramblings without heads or tails. Just a vague mentions of a place called Frigoria & then nothing more. It would appear they'd been assimilated into both Asteria & Sotera centuries ago. Even the name of the once ruling dynasty remains forgotten. Perhaps it's all smoke & mirrors, after all." Renyi spoke as the person slid into the seat opposite of her.