Two Lost Souls In a Fishbowl
(Artur + Citrinne)
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Two Lost Souls In a Fishbowl
(Artur + Citrinne)

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[dig] for our muses to dig a hole in the sand together. for extra fun, roll the dice and check if it’ll collapse.
dig dig dig
“Hehe, i must say, digging this hole must do wonders for training your upper body! I can feel my arms burning, but alas, it means naught in the face of some much deserved summer merriment.”
*Normally, Artur wouldn’t do a ton of beach activities, but the weather was perfect! And Kurth was here! How could he not? He got down on his knees, checking his handiwork and getting an idea.*
“Say, if i were to step into that hole, do you think i could make it out?”
*Moment of truth…*
Result (1d100): 26
*To the two’s surprise, the entire hole collapsed, trapping Artur in a sandy tomb and leaving the Magvelian’s cheeks as red as his hair! How would he escape this pitfall with all but his head stuck in the sand?*
“Er…. Kurth? I might need your help getting out of this!”
“You,” He grumbled, recalling wyvern tassels and cowardice — and then the hero’s anecdote of courage and a less lily-livered ilk evolving before garnet eyes.
He slides from his pocket’s coat pale pearls, holding them, offered, on a hooked finger.
“Take them,” He challenges, but the malice has fled his cadence. “Your return is … not unwelcomed.”
Michalis has gifted Artur a String of Pearls brooch!
“….Sir Michalis. I didn’t think you to be the ball type, but i’m glad to see you enjoying yourself.”
*Surprisingly, Artur also remembered; the scale he’d received as a birthday gift. The impromptu flying seminar that he felt honestly challenged everything he’d known and also felt like the red-haired dragoon was trying to get him killed, or at the very least humbled. Even if he tried, Artur couldn’t forget Michalis. The Macedonian had left far too strong an impression on him with his cold demeanor, smoky eyes, and unshakable aura.*
*Nonetheless, a kind token gesture like this deserved one in turn, as Artur reached to his scarf, and handed Michalis a small bronze bell.*
“As is yours. I didn’t realize we had both departed from Garreg Mach around the same time, but yet, it seems fate has brought us back together. Here, take my brooch. It’s only fair.”
*Michalis has received one Small Bell from Artur!*
*Now this was a face he wasn't expecting to see. Last Artur had been here, there was only a handful of familiar faces from Magvel, but now, they seemed to be all around him. it made him feel more at home, for sure.* "Lady Selena, of Grado... I wasn't aware you were a part of Garreg Mach as well. I do hope you've been enjoying your night thus far at the Ethereal Ball." *Artur reached up to his usual scarf, retrieving what appeared to be a small bell and presenting it to the Gradoan professor. Things could be different now, and he hoped that she and any of the others here residing in Grado could be happy. that was just the kind of person he was.* "Care to exchange brooches with me? I'd be more then happy to give you the one I was received! it only feels right."
‘Lady Selena, of Grado.’
She does not recognize the voice that regards her. It is a young man’s voice, soft and kind; she is reminded of Duessel, except that the older man had been molded by his years. There is a youth in this one’s voice, such that when she looks at him, finding a face both familiar and not, she cannot help but pause.
“That is me, yes.” (Here, she rights her stance relative; to face him head-on, as is only proper for a knight.) Was he a student of the Academy? (She does not recognize him as a member of the staff–) “Likewise, I hope that you have been enjoying this event as well.”
Best not to make too many assumptions.
When the topic becomes that of exchanging brooches, Selena finds she is easily able to push away her prior questions. (As those from Magvel came to Garreg Mach in greater number, this only became more and more inevitable.)
“Of course,” the professor smiles, producing of her own string of pearls. In turn, she accepts his bell, adding it to her own collection. (The words following are no doubt a servant’s; it is all that Selena has ever known.)
A polite, practiced smile, accompanied by a bow:
“I hope that you enjoy all that the Ethereal Ball has to offer.”
“Mister Artuuuuur!”
Ewan excitedly ran up to the familiar man, his smile beaming like sunlight. Getting to see familiar faces from his homeland was always delightful, especially when it’s someone as nice as Artur! “Oh my gosh, it’s awesome you’re here too! And perfect timing too with the party! I haven’t seen you since…” When, again? …was it the end of the war? Wow that’s a while back… “Well, since forever! How have you been?”
"Ewan! It's been entirely too long, my friend! I'm glad to see you in such high spirits." *Artur only talked with Ewan a handful of times back during the war, but he always admired the young mans spirit and attitude. The kind of youth and innocence the pupil had was something that was always welcomed in his eyes.* "I've been doing great! The church gave me their blessing to come back to Garreg Mach after my most recent pilgrimage, so I'm extremely happy to be back in a place like this, surrounded by some very dear friends of mine on such a joyous night. How about you?"

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"You, beorc boy," Nasir's tone is scathing, cold blue eyes not sparing an ounce of respect. Forgive them for being overprotective of their young king, but they knew what had happened to Almedha and her... choice in beorc. It had ruined everything, and the white dragon would not see it happen to innocent Kurthnaga as well.
They clutch a pearl tightly in the palm of their hand, revealing it casually to the boy, "Tell me what your intentions are with his majesty and perhaps I shall deign to give you this."
*Ok, that is DEFINITELY a way to put Artur on edge. this man.. they must be associated with Kurth, that much was obvious. he wondered if they were an advisor or merely a close personal friend. whoever they were, they were intimidating, for sure! That being said, Artur was never the type to lie to anyone, so he steeled his nerves and spoke up.* "...I've no bad intentions for Kurth, sir, I promise. I cannot aptly put it into words, but he makes me feel... different then how I feel about other people. He makes me happy in a way I cannot put into words, you could say, and all I want is to enjoy the time I still have with him here at Garreg Mach. I understand your suspicions of me, especially as one not of noble lineage, but I've no reason to ever deceive or use him for anything. that's just not the kind of person that I am." *He reached into a pocket of his clothes, returning the gesture by retrieving a small, yet ornate bell, shining within the bright lights of the ballroom.* "I just hope you believe me, sir...my name is Artur, and I am a monk of Renais. and you, sir?"
"Artur!!!" The young dragon's voice, full of excitement, echoes against the walls. If he hadn't been still youthful, it almost would have been imposing.
He all but flings himself at the other boy. Small as he may be, he is still a dragon of Goldoa - Goldoa's king at that - and he sends them both toppling to the ground with the force of his elation.
"It's been... a while; hasn't it?" So had happened. From Kurthnaga's official coronation to his father being... and even Nasir following him upon his return to the academy, "I have so much to tell you!"
"K-Kurth!" *The approaching Goldoan nearly knocked all of the wind out of Artur, but he didn't mind in the slightest, gladly returning the embrace as a big ol' smile crossed his face. He missed his partner so, so much.* "It's been far too long! I'm so sorry I didn't get to return as soon as I'd hoped. regardless... we've got all the time in the world now. I'd love to hear how things have been! Please, tell me everything." *These two probably looked like a proper pair of lovesick fools at the Ethereal Ball, but he didn't care in the slightest.*
"Although, umm.. we should probably get up, first. I think an occasion like this calls for proper celebration, after all."
Ethereal Ball - 2024
Tonight is once again, A night of festivity.
This isn't Artur's first forte with the Ethereal Ball, but this year he's going to do even more then last year!
Artur has: Small Bell.
Brooch Collection:
Black Feather- White Feather- String of Pearls- Small Bell- Teardrop Crystal- C'mon, he's an easy enough guy to approach! Get this humble monk out of his shell.