Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170622150059/@comment-28358106-20170622231909

As the crowd gets settled, the orchestra begins an introductory song. The beautiful music fills the huge chamber, the acoustics making the music seem to emanate from everywhere. From the open double doors, an honor guard of armored Centaurs begin their slow procession up the wide center aisle. When they reach the foot of the podium, they turn and snap to, lining the aisle, their swords drawn high in a ceremonial rest. Despite their size, the height of the podium still makes Cire easy to see. When the Centaurs are in place, the robed Priest shuffles out, taking his place behind the podium, regarding Cire with a smile.

The orchestra concludes its song, and there is silence for a moment. Then the chorus begins to sing, their voices resonating in a joyful song. The Centaurs kneel as one.

Standing at the open doors is Asja, holding Thomas' arm.

The begin their procession up the aisle, in solemn step. The crowd murmurs in approval at Asja's beauty. And as she approaches the raised dais, when she looksnup to him, Cire can see a small smile on her face.

"Oh my gosh! She's so beautiful!" Lucida puts both pairs of hands on her face.

"Wow. Dang." Aegis mumbles.