Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20200820153125/@comment-28718853-20200822030017

(Lance)

"Only Iosarigan military personnel are permitted to have weapons inside the castle ma'am. A Kikimora will instruct your guards to surrender their weapons where they will be carted off to storage.  They will be returned to your group at the time of your departure," the Minotaur explains to the blue Inari, unaware of the other fox mamono eyeing her features.

(Isaac)

The Alice's answer does little to ease the guards' concerns. They both exchange worried glances with each other before their eyes settle on the invitation letter.

"The organizers never mentioned an age limit did they?" the Ogre inquires to her fellow guard who responds with an honest, "Not that I'm aware of."

Their gazes focus on the trio and the Minotaur says, "Very well, you may enter. Though I must warn you..."

The bull woman's eyes target the Alice and she states, "Most folks here tend to give Alices a wide berth. A monster of...what I assume is a thousand years old that looks like someone's little daughter ain't exactly a comfortable feeling."

(Hound)

As Walter works his way up the steps, the Kikimora giggles in silence as she watches on and takes pity on him. Mythria notices the appearance of Aleric and Imperia and says, "Looks like our esteemed customer has finally arrived."

"Did they just float up?" Ikuna asks, unsure if she witnessed them do it or not, "Cause if so then I don't think the staircase left a good first impression on them."

"Be careful Sparky. Otherwise Aleric's big bad bodyguard might rip your head off for getting on his nerves too much," Rix warns Ikuna, hoping that the Raiju does something stupid enough to earn Cerberus's ire.

Dravela sights Aleric and Imperia, but she does not smile or wave. She does her duty as Governor Benko's bodyguard. Even potential allies could be deadly assassins and she needed to be ready to neutralize them should they attempt to harm her charge. Her eyes continue to scan the crowd and the ledges, knowing all too well of the Matriarchy's ability to employ small rodent-like constructs to act as scouts and infiltrators. For now though, all seems to be going smoothly.

Once Walter is successful in conquering the stairs, he catches the eye of a Satyros with long maroon hair and a dark red dress. She consumes a glass of wine before she begins her approach, using the throngs to conceal herself as she nears her target.