Giftvi
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This RP is part of the Isekai Hell setting. It is currently not open to be joined, but do let me know if you'd be down to join future RP's of mine.
What to expect out of character:
Giftvi
- Minerva Rhea Albero - Obtain an a Villa Urbana of her own from a lower Otenzal noble.
Tobi Naefaerne
- Alexander Samuel Hidalgo - Gain notoriety as a thief, and will be infiltrating the social gathering under false pretenses.
Elvario
- Zahrah Fiore - Will be performing at this Villa Urbana for either a tour set their foot in the door for Otenzal, or whatever personal reason may surface. Due to being a construct is very much being treated as an amusement firstly by guests.
Sir Mayday
- Valen 'Val' Rerin - Who could have been invited as a passing interest by nobles seeking entertainment, a plus one by someone who wanted to introduce him to other nobles, or potentially snuck his way into the gathering after obtaining some Otenzian garb.
Otenzal
Second Continent, Otenzian Empire, Eastern Edge of the Capital City Otenzal overlooking the sparking bay of the Eastern Seas
〈Ambient〉
As evening was beginning to slowly envelop the coast, and the sun began to pass across the western front leaving the beauty of the grace on the horizon with shades of pinks, orange and purples. A beautiful start of the banquet which was to make its beginnings, as many a cooks made their way through the kitchen, finishing the meals of the owner of the villa, master Cassius Acerronia.
Whilst on the other hand beastman servants, made their rounds throughout to clean every surface of the Villa. To make certain not a speck of dust covered the carpets or other furniture, nor dirt was to be found on the intricately carved and decorated tilings. As well sweating through the heat, as they moved the large wooden stage in the garden on which the planned entertainment would show off their talents to the guests.
The distinction between who were servants and what were slaves was very apparent upon sight, even though none of the beastkin owned by this particular noble were on the beastial side. Rather the 'breed' as often was called also referred to as Animale-Subumano, things others may call 'neko' or other offshoots of beastkin whose ancestry had been muddied to be barely recognisable, yet still treated as slaves nonetheless by the slave collars around their necks.
Slowly guests began to gather, either early, exactly upon time or fashionably late. Many of them carrying a variety of different meals prepared by their own cooks brought here in pans, platters or wrapped in cloth if possible or required and carried by slaves. Immediately it was apparent as well on just how exotic these nobles liked their dishes in occassions such as this. As all stops where pulled out even for these lesser nobility, whether gentry, moderately ranking members of the various clergies, or moderately ranking members of the merchant's guild within the Otenzal.
The dishes were the oddest things such as a pickled Kuridan parrot tongues served upon a platter with a gathering of fine fruits recently gathered from the orchards surrounding Otenzal, where one can question the amount of parrots it would have required to fulfill. A dish of salted salmon where the Otenzian Empire meets the northern sea, seasoned with royal jelly from the few species of bee still preserved from the boreal forests which were wiped out during the war. Smoked wyvern meat cured with various spices and laced with goat cheese from the Paizu Mountains.
All of these fine folk were dressed garish and well cleaned Otenzian garnments which consisted of toga's and many various jewellery pieces such as precious metal necklaces, rings or bracellets. Coverred with many gemstones or finely cut rare minerals.
Minerva Rhea Albero
Languages: Common | {Sylvan} | [Terran]
Among the crowd, singularly not being followed or accompanied by a servant or slave at her side in this moment would be a finely dressed and imacutely gorgeous woman to an extent one would wonder if she was a perfectly chiseled statue given life. Whomst would be standing taller then some of the men even here, her posture upright and dignified as she gazed across the gathering of nobility as if judging their position only with this singular glance. On whoever she was actually interested to make conversation with, or who she was fully in her right to ignore.
Rather then ant finely carved dish, she herself carried in a woven basket an oversized bottle of red wine whose top had been sealed off with sealing wax commonly used for opening letters or such kind and imprinted upon with the symbol of the Albero family, a reaping scythe used within farming under a circular bright sun. Placing it down upon the banquet table which had no seats, but rather many of the bottles and platters brought to or prepared within this villa along with glasses to pour within. As she looked towards one of the other noble who was closest to her in the moment.
The older man perhaps in his later fourties, but certainly still younger then here, whom looked upon her with a matter of deigned surprise yet not an apparent unwelcomeness underneath his half cocked smile. ["How wonderful to see you joining the festivities, I don't believe we've met before."] Giving a light courtesy bow as Minerva caught his eyes glancing downward with staring look yet did not interrupt as he continues ["A pleasure to meet you, please know me by Pausanias Salluci."] She couldn't help but almost groan, but withheld herself of course, as she gave a courtesy bow back to the man. ["And a pleasure to meet you as well, Minerva Albero will suffice for my sake, indeed we had not before. I have only merely begun to try and find my way in this city. So it is always lovely to meet new companionship."]
Of course she knew what sort of spindel she had begun to spun by saying such words to this vapid old man, however such thoughts had long since entered his mind likely. So to crush his fantasies would be such a rude thing to partake in, rather to prolong his hopefulness that something may bear fruit from his efforts. As she looked Pasuanias in the eyes, bearing the brunt of it, whilst struggling to not let her gaze wander too much just yet across the garden to see whomever else made their way across to here, and where her target for the night himself may be situated.
What to expect out of character:
- Pacing will be once every three/four days to every other day. Depending on how many people actually join as well as overall manageable pace and total duration up to two months (depending on how fast it goes).
- Should others join later on, multiple posts between narration rounds will be allowed. No double-posting or moving the scene (adding major NPC's, changing time, resolving matters, etc.) though.
- This RP will be an entirely social based interaction, and won't be including combat or advanced rules mechanics.
Giftvi
- Minerva Rhea Albero - Obtain an a Villa Urbana of her own from a lower Otenzal noble.
Tobi Naefaerne
- Alexander Samuel Hidalgo - Gain notoriety as a thief, and will be infiltrating the social gathering under false pretenses.
Elvario
- Zahrah Fiore - Will be performing at this Villa Urbana for either a tour set their foot in the door for Otenzal, or whatever personal reason may surface. Due to being a construct is very much being treated as an amusement firstly by guests.
Sir Mayday
- Valen 'Val' Rerin - Who could have been invited as a passing interest by nobles seeking entertainment, a plus one by someone who wanted to introduce him to other nobles, or potentially snuck his way into the gathering after obtaining some Otenzian garb.Otenzal
Second Continent, Otenzian Empire, Eastern Edge of the Capital City Otenzal overlooking the sparking bay of the Eastern Seas
〈Ambient〉
As evening was beginning to slowly envelop the coast, and the sun began to pass across the western front leaving the beauty of the grace on the horizon with shades of pinks, orange and purples. A beautiful start of the banquet which was to make its beginnings, as many a cooks made their way through the kitchen, finishing the meals of the owner of the villa, master Cassius Acerronia.
Whilst on the other hand beastman servants, made their rounds throughout to clean every surface of the Villa. To make certain not a speck of dust covered the carpets or other furniture, nor dirt was to be found on the intricately carved and decorated tilings. As well sweating through the heat, as they moved the large wooden stage in the garden on which the planned entertainment would show off their talents to the guests.
The distinction between who were servants and what were slaves was very apparent upon sight, even though none of the beastkin owned by this particular noble were on the beastial side. Rather the 'breed' as often was called also referred to as Animale-Subumano, things others may call 'neko' or other offshoots of beastkin whose ancestry had been muddied to be barely recognisable, yet still treated as slaves nonetheless by the slave collars around their necks.
Slowly guests began to gather, either early, exactly upon time or fashionably late. Many of them carrying a variety of different meals prepared by their own cooks brought here in pans, platters or wrapped in cloth if possible or required and carried by slaves. Immediately it was apparent as well on just how exotic these nobles liked their dishes in occassions such as this. As all stops where pulled out even for these lesser nobility, whether gentry, moderately ranking members of the various clergies, or moderately ranking members of the merchant's guild within the Otenzal.
The dishes were the oddest things such as a pickled Kuridan parrot tongues served upon a platter with a gathering of fine fruits recently gathered from the orchards surrounding Otenzal, where one can question the amount of parrots it would have required to fulfill. A dish of salted salmon where the Otenzian Empire meets the northern sea, seasoned with royal jelly from the few species of bee still preserved from the boreal forests which were wiped out during the war. Smoked wyvern meat cured with various spices and laced with goat cheese from the Paizu Mountains.
All of these fine folk were dressed garish and well cleaned Otenzian garnments which consisted of toga's and many various jewellery pieces such as precious metal necklaces, rings or bracellets. Coverred with many gemstones or finely cut rare minerals.
Minerva Rhea Albero
Languages: Common | {Sylvan} | [Terran]
Among the crowd, singularly not being followed or accompanied by a servant or slave at her side in this moment would be a finely dressed and imacutely gorgeous woman to an extent one would wonder if she was a perfectly chiseled statue given life. Whomst would be standing taller then some of the men even here, her posture upright and dignified as she gazed across the gathering of nobility as if judging their position only with this singular glance. On whoever she was actually interested to make conversation with, or who she was fully in her right to ignore.
Rather then ant finely carved dish, she herself carried in a woven basket an oversized bottle of red wine whose top had been sealed off with sealing wax commonly used for opening letters or such kind and imprinted upon with the symbol of the Albero family, a reaping scythe used within farming under a circular bright sun. Placing it down upon the banquet table which had no seats, but rather many of the bottles and platters brought to or prepared within this villa along with glasses to pour within. As she looked towards one of the other noble who was closest to her in the moment.
The older man perhaps in his later fourties, but certainly still younger then here, whom looked upon her with a matter of deigned surprise yet not an apparent unwelcomeness underneath his half cocked smile. ["How wonderful to see you joining the festivities, I don't believe we've met before."] Giving a light courtesy bow as Minerva caught his eyes glancing downward with staring look yet did not interrupt as he continues ["A pleasure to meet you, please know me by Pausanias Salluci."] She couldn't help but almost groan, but withheld herself of course, as she gave a courtesy bow back to the man. ["And a pleasure to meet you as well, Minerva Albero will suffice for my sake, indeed we had not before. I have only merely begun to try and find my way in this city. So it is always lovely to meet new companionship."]
Of course she knew what sort of spindel she had begun to spun by saying such words to this vapid old man, however such thoughts had long since entered his mind likely. So to crush his fantasies would be such a rude thing to partake in, rather to prolong his hopefulness that something may bear fruit from his efforts. As she looked Pasuanias in the eyes, bearing the brunt of it, whilst struggling to not let her gaze wander too much just yet across the garden to see whomever else made their way across to here, and where her target for the night himself may be situated.
