This is the game thread for the continent of Roake. The sign-up and info thread is here: http://z13.invisionfree.com/koeiwarriors/i...showtopic=12931

-Countries of Roake-

Roake - A large nation where the rich and poor are divided into two groups, thus forming two states, where the rich lives in the Northern Roake and the poor lives in the Southern Roake. The nation is known for containing a vast amount of fine and unique resources yearned by many from other nations, however the trading system is splintered into the Royal Trade and the Common Trade. The only thing that is keeping these two groups from engaging in a civil war is with the presence of the rich Britannia family, where they have been responsible for providing large sums of money for the poor when the rich wouldn't. However with Roberto only doing so depending on his mood, may just cause a civil war to more likely occur.

So.....can we start? >_>

Roberto was in the grand mansion of his family at the Northern Roake, as he seemed to have a lavishing party going on there. Conversations and merry laughs between the rich ensued, as Roberto himself walked through the crowd in attempt to make sure everyone is having a good time, especially himself.

"Enjoy yourselves, everyone! Because there is more to come." said Roberto to everyone, as he formally clapped at the butlers around to start bringing in glamorous foods. From there everyone went up to have their meal, as Roberto began to have a drink of red wine with a couple of rich guests.

(Is it ok Dark Alpha if I make my character enter your party?!So that way you know, there can start to be connections with the charcaters and stuff.)

Ariela entered the party with her family, She followed as her mother and father went to talk to other guests.Her little sister held her hand as she came behind her.

Her hair was pinned up beautifully, she was dressed in a silky red dress with puffy-sleeves starting at her shoulders.There were yellow lines, and flowers around the dress.

She stood there, looking around for anyone to meet.Ariela was a very outgoing person.

A cold wind shivered Kitten to the bone, making her hug herself to try and warm up. She was standing in front of a large house known as "Paradise Mansion." The girl chuckled to herself. If anyone thought this place was paradise they needed to get a proper life. Beside her stood two other girls and a woman. The woman, much older then the girls, was Madam Terge, owned of Paradise Mansion. She was an evil woman, only out to make money from the girls suffering. The two girls were known as Sphinx and Bubbles, though there real names were Lara and Tilly respectively. All three of the younger girls were escorts, going out on evening dates with rich and powerful men, or maybe even just spending the night with them.

They were awaiting an incoming party of men, all extremely rich and regular customers to the Mansion. Sphinx leaned in closer to Kitten,
“If I have to spend many more nights with these up tight rich folk, I’m gonna kill myself!” Kitten frowned but nodded, knowing how she felt. Bubbles leaned in as well, but was harshly pulled back by Madam Terge, who gave the three girls a stern look and gestured her head up the road. The three men approached the Mansion, making the three girls groan silently to themselves. One approached Kitten and smiled, only receiving a nod in return. His name was Larry Low, a businessman in the rich side of Roake. He was incredibly tall and lanky, his face thin and stern looking. They entered the house and went to their respective rooms, closing the doors behind them.

About thirty minutes later, the three men left the Mansion, chuckling amongst themselves. Sphinx and Bubbles remained in their rooms, their day was finally over. For Kitten however, her shift was just beginning. After giving the money she had earned to Madam Terge, she once again left the Mansion. Taking a seat on the front wall, she let out a sigh and looked up at the sky.
“When will this end?” she muttered to herself. She could just run away, but she remembered the last girl that tried that. Her name was Rin, though clients knew her as C. She was an extremely naïve girl. After just a few nights, she ran away from the Mansion. She was never seen again, but her clothes that Madam Terge had got for her were brought back. Kitten sighed again and bit her lower lip, looking up and down the street, hoping no one would come round the corner tonight.

(OOC: That is, if you can catch up with mine. XDDD)

Just as Roberto was having a conversation with some rich men, a particular butler came up to inform of something. "Sire, I believe that....she is waiting for your presence right now. You ARE suppose to head there half an hour ago." informed the butler, as the Roberto cocked up and eyebrow to only turn to the butler. "Really? Has it been that long, Frois? In that case make sure the guests are entertained, while I go and fetch my lady of the night." responded Roberto to the butler in a merry tone, as he turned to leave the mansion. Meanwhile, the butler went up t inform the guests that his master would return shortly. Meanwhile, they were entertained with a famous orchestra group.

Eventually Roberto reached Paradise Mansion by riding there with his golden horse, Robeis. From there he laughed merrily, and then walked down from Robeis to only enter the mansion, as he began talking to Madam Terge regarding the girl that will be his lady of the night for his lavishing party.

Ariela felt a sense of darkness around the party, she had seen the man who was the host of the party leave.''Something doesnt seem seem right...''She thought.

Her little sister soon after chased the man who left the part, she had mistakenly took him for her older brother.

Ariela took off after her, she began running down the long steps from the mansion where the party was.

''No, no, come back Nia!!!!!!!''She yelled....

Kitten watched as a man entered the Mansion, smiling to her as he passed. She glared at him and watched as he entered the Mansion, sticking her tongue out at his back.

Inside, Madam Terge got up from her seat and peered out into the hall way.
"Can I help you?" she questioned the man, only then did she realise who it was.
"Oh my my my, Roberto is it? I've been expecting you. Please take a seat" Terge gestured her hand to a beautifully designed seat beside them.
"So, what is it I can do for you tonight Sir? Would you like to hire a girl for the night?" she asked, smiling at him. Whenever possible clients were around, she always came across as a lovely and inviting person.

"I have just the right girl for you, if that's what you're looking for?" Terge raised and eye brow and grinned at Roberto, watching him closely.

From this point Roberto began to get picky, as he usually is. Unlike many rich men who select possessions or anything else just to pleasure themselves, Roberto tends to select those that he considers unique to him and will last as long as it can be. From there his eyes graciously look around at the girls in the mansion, rather oblivious to Madam Terge's true intentions. From there his eyes fixated on Kitten, as he gave her a romantic looking stare. From there he immediately and formally shifted his attention back to Terge. "The one I believe who is graciously known as Kitten." chose Roberto.

The two girls made their way to an unknown mansion, which they've never seen.''Woaw!Good thing I wore flats and not heels!''Ariela joked.

She pulled Nia closely to her, and saw the man enter the mysterious mansion.''Nia!That is not our brother, I told you he's helping with the fightning....''She pulled her little sister close and hugged her.

Ariela saw a young woman standing on the street, then an older woman talking to the man they had chased.

''Hmmm, whats going on here?''She was 15 and naive, she didnt understand what type of place this was.

Madam Terge's face dropped, her eyes shifting to look out of the window. Kitten sat on the outside wall of the Mansion. Terge had always hated Kitten, she was one of the only girls she couldn't break, which was a great annoyance to her. Shifting in her seat, Terge looked at Roberto straight,
"That girl is... Booked up for the night, I’m afraid you'll have to choose someone else. May I suggest Lynx?" Clicking her finger, Lynx appeared from one of the other rooms, obviously waiting on cue. She was extraordinarily beautiful, with beautiful long legs and stunning brown eyes. She approached Terge and stood beside her, eyeing Roberto.

"Lynx is very popular among the men, and is free for the night. She comes with high recommendations." Terge smiled at Roberto and awaited his response, keeping her eye on the troublesome girl out front.

Kitten shifted her gaze down the street, her eyes widened. Two young girls stood there, staring at her. Looking around, Kitten stared back at the older girl, wondering who the hell she was.
"I'd get away from here before Terge see's you, if I were you" she warned, before turning away. When she was on duty, she was normally cold hearted, and came across rather uncaring, but she was never like this before she came to this place. It was like her defense, she had to be like this to survive.

The lady began to speak to Ariela, ''Miss, wha...what is this place?!''She spoke softly, she began moving closer to the girl.

It was like something was pulling her, she loved to help the world and to see what was going on.Her little sister tugged her arm, wanting to go.

She feared the lady...

Eyeing Lynx back for a moment, Roberto's expression lowered a little but was still merry. From there he stood up and shook Madam Terge's hand in agreement. "Not exactly who I had in mind, but she will have to do for tonight." responded Roberto, as he formally bowed like a gentleman. From there he allowed Lynx to hold his hand, and from there they began to leave the mansion. He stared at Kitten again for awhile, but quickly shifted back to Lynx. From there he graciously got her up on the back of Robeis, as he got up to the front. "Hold on tight, dear Lynx." mentioned Roberto to Lynx in a merry tone, before riding out of here and back to his mansion.

Tyrel watched the party from his spot next to the orchastra, his silver armor shone lke glass. Brandishing his Lance in his right hand and his sheild in his left he stood perfectly still at attention.

"This isnt exactly what I had in mind when they said "political tasking"

The young knight thought to himself as he gazed out at the party from behind his helmet.

He had thought he would be helping quell rebellions, liberate the oppressed, face countless foes on endless battlefields but yet here he stood, an honor guard for a party of royal dignitaries and others of the higher caste.

As soon as Roberto rode back to the mansion at Northern Roake, he got down from Robeis before holding Lynx's hand for her to come down as well. From there he made a grand return with his lady of the night, as everyone began to cheer merrily at the sight of the two. Roberto smiled at everyone before reaching for a glass of red wine, offering it to Lynx. "Excuse me, dearest Lynx." said Roberto, before turning his attention to Tyrel. From there he walked towards the honourable guard, with a typical glass of red wine in his hand.

"I sincerely apologize if this isn't what you had in mind, Tyrel. You are after all, the best guard there is in Roake, and the Northern Roake's government wouldn't have had me to hold this event without the presence of one with such high honour as you." said Roberto to Tyrel, showing that his intentions was not on purpose.

Lynx giggled as they passed Kitten and the other girls. Kitten and Lynx locked gazes for a moment, a common feeling of hatred between them. They had never got along from the first moment they met. Getting up onto the back of the horse, she clutched her arm around Roberto and smiled,
"Yes Sir, I’ll hold tight!" Her voice was alluring and rather seductive sounding. The two rode off out of sight on the grand horse.

Kitten turned to the girl once more,
"Just get out of here kid, this is no place for the likes of you!" Kitten turned to enter the Mansion once more, but as she turned, Terge cam charging towards her. Bringing up her hand, she slapped Kitten hard across the face, so hard in fact that Kitten tumbled back to the floor.
"You filthy scum, seducing the best customers! How dare you!" Stepping forwards, Terge pulled her up and charged back into the Mansion, not even taking notice of the other girl. Slamming the door behind her, she threw Kitten to the floor in front of her.
"Get to your room and out of my sight immediately, before I do something I regret!" Kitten scrambled to her feet and rushed up the old, creaky stairs to her room. The other girls sniggered, but were quickly shooed by Terge.

Closing the door behind her, Kitten ripped off the black hat on her head and threw it across the room. Throwing herself onto the bed, she wept into her arms.

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At the parry, Lynx scanned the room. There were plenty of high status rich men here, plenty for the picking. She bit her lower lip seductively as a young handsome man eyed at her across the room. Sipping her red wine, she remained at the table waiting for Roberto to return.

Alarmed at the sudden address, Tyrel quickly spun his Lance so that it was held between his arm and body, the blade pointing behind him and abruptly dropped to one Knee.

"Sir, it is an honour to be choosen for such a task, to represent the good will of Galados at this gala. The sheild of the Knighthood is upon you Mi'Lord."

Feeling humbled by Tyler's bow, he proceeded to let Tyler stand back up after some time. "No Tyler, it's an honour to meet one such as you. You should feel humbled and glad, that Galados did not suffer the same fate as Roake. Splintered into the rich and the poor, even uniting the two back into one isn't as easy as everyone thought. But with your courage and valor, we may just be able to get through this. Now, if you exuse me, I have a lady to entertain for tonight." responded Roberto, before walking back to Lynx. He could tell that she already has someone on her sights, but he isn't bothered with that at all.

"Now now, control yourself my dearest, at least for tonight. We don't want any bad recommendations on your way in the future." mentioned Roberto to Lynx, before kissing her hand romantically like a gentleman.

Lynx turned her attention to Roberto and sniggered.
"I hope that's not a threat, Sir Roberto. Madam Terge doesn't take kindly to threats. But none the less, you have my full attention for the night." Lynx put down the glass of wind and slipped herself into Roberto's arms, wrapping one hand around his back and the other placed over his chest, her head resting there as well. Her eyes continued to dart around the room however, she was never one to keep to one man at a time, always so greedy.

"Who was that man you spoke to before? He looks like a common guard, not someone of importance." Lynx peered across the room at the Guard, wondering what he looked like underneth all the armor.
"Is he even from Roake? He looks awfully odd compared to some of the other guards around here." Lynx cackled with laughter, making it obvious who and what she was laughing about, by continuing to stare straight at the guard.

Roberto simply brought her closer in his arms, though he did not feel completed or truly satisfied by Lynx. He felt more than that when he stared at Kitten, but it seems that it wasn't possible to get her for tonight. As soon as he heard Lynx's comments on the guard, he gave her a playful yet serious look. "Now that's not the way to comment on an honourable guard representing Galados. Whether you may like it or not my dearest, he is here to stay for this event, as this means honour to him." responded Roberto, ensuring that Lynx won't go overboard over racism or any sort of issues close to it.

Rising back to his feet Tyrel spun his spear back to its upright position and resumed his watch, His eyes darted across the room several times before settling on the woman the Lord had brought home, Something about her was unnerving, even more so as she began to blatently cackle.

Ariela held her sister tightly, gripping her hands around her.Before she could say anything to the young girl, she was thrown back into the house.

She was shocked, her sister began to cry.''Oh, its ok!!''She got to her knees and hugged her once more.

''Maybe theres a way into that house, I hope I can help that girl!''She stood up, never afraid and always ready to help someone, even if its dangerous.

She went around the mansion, and saw a ladder leading to a window.''Nia you stay here, I'll be back.''She said strongly, but with alittle fear.

Lynx grinned and continued to scan the guard up and down,
"Whatever you say Sir, I trust your words." Lynx slowly turned away, giving the guard one last filthy look, seeing him as scum.

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Kitten remained on the bed, still sobbing into her arms. She could hear a few girls talking outside in the hallway, as well as Terge banging around down stairs. Not raising her head for anything, she slowly began to calm down, and tried to relax herself with deep breathing.

Ariela climbed up the ladder cautiously, not wanting to fall.She got to the window, it was foggy and she couldn't see who was in the room.

She pulled the window it was stuck, she kept pulling, then the ladder fell!She held on to the inside of the window tumbling into the room with the girl they had met...

''Ouch!''hehe!"She giggled, ''Im Ariela!I know you told me I should go, but the older woman is evil!She's.....terrible, come with us to the party!''She smiled.

Obliivous to Lynx's look to the guard, Roberto simply brought her even closer, trying to get his mind off of Kitten. But he found that he couldn't, as his thoughts would simply return to her. When he first came to find the lady of his night, he was sure that Kitten would be the one, but Madam Terge had already booked her for another appointment. So he's stuck with Lynx, but it's better than nothing.

Where am I? When he opened his eyes he saw only darkness, blindly he stared into the dark depths of infinity. His voice strained to call out but he could only let out a whisper. Am I dead? He could feel something heavy lying on top of him, it was rough like sandpaper--cement maybe? He tried to push it off of himself but his arm twisted backwards under the great weight and he silently screamed in agony. If he wasn't dead already, he would be soon. Sounds were muffled as if he were underwater, and there was a soft roaring in his ears. His heart raced, he felt as if he were being crushed, he could barley breathe. His body was broken and crumpled into unnatural positions. The destruction of a world. He did not remember--but what he did, he saw only in flashes, as if he were flipping though a scrapbook but pages were mising. Falling... from above the city. He strained for air, but it was no use he slowly drifted into the eternal slumber of death. The sun rose and set--the first day.

Mazaku stayed seated in his chair looking over a massive map of Mokuzai, he had been bored as of late because there hadn't been much to do but he knew he must be ever alert should a coming crisis approach. But for now he could relax, he leaned back in his chair, arms folded behind him. Closing his eyes he thought to himself.....then a door opened quick knocking Makazu to the floor. as Makazu looked up he smiled.

"Always jumping up on me huh?" he laughed looking at Sarutobi who was standing arms crossed.

"We have been called by the king he wants us to take a boat to Roake. There we are to make a peace treaty with them." Mazaku rolled his eyes, he knew peace treaties usually turned out boring but he knew he had to go.

"All right then lets get going." Mazaku said as he walked outside. After a long walk they reached a large boat filled with around one hundred soldiers and various chest of gold and gifts to give to the kingdom of Roake or better said the Britania family. He and Sarutobi boarded and began their journey towards Roake.

Kitten’s head shot up at the loud bang. Her mouth dropped open, in shock. Shooting up from her position, she wiped her eyes and rounded the bed.
“You…. Stupid girl, you need to go now!” Kitten stepped forwards to grab her. Just as she was about to force the girl back down the ladder, the door burst open. The bang had attracted the attention of Madam Terge, who was holding her silver cane in hand.
“What is going on? Trying to sneak away are you?”
“Madam Terge please! I swear I wasn’t trying to escape! Please-” Before she could continue, Terge was already charging at her. With one huge sweep of Terge's cane, Kitten smashed into the wall beside her, falling to the floor unconscious.

Terge's attention shifted to that of the girl. Her face showed signs of disgust at the young, fragile looking girl,
“Far to young” she muttered. Grabbing the girl by the wrist, Terge forced her to her feet and dragged her down the stairs. For a lady getting on in life, she seemed incredibly strong. A few of the other girls watched in in confusion as Terge opened the door and flung the girl outside.
“If I ever see your face again, you’ll be the one hit with this cane, understand? I can’t have filth like you hanging around here, get out of my sight!” Terge was practically screaming at the young girl, not being a fan of uninvited guests. Terge slammed the door in the girls face, so hard in fact that it seemed to rattle the whole house.

Madam Terge breathed in, trying to calm her anger. She entered the near by living room, shooing away two girls as she did. She sat at the table and poured herself some tea, breathing in the fresh smell of the tea leaves. Adding her milk, she sat back In the chair and crossed one leg over the other, sipping her tea. She didn’t return to Kitten’s room just yet, leaving her lying unconscious on the floor. She often slapped the girls, but this was one time she thought she may have gone to far. She placed the cup on the table and sighed, rubbing her forehead.

Kitten remained on the floor, none of the other girls went to help her, simply leaving her there to rot.

Ariela was on the ground, in shock once more.Her legs were alittle red, and her arm was bleeding from the ladies nails clipping into her arm.

She tried to hold back the tears, she was a strong girl.Ariela moved back towards her little sister, Nia.She grabbed her hand, not telling her what had just happened.

It was to fast for her, she hoped that the young girl Kitten was alright.She wanted to help the girl badly.

Her little sister looked at her, ''Im ok, nothing happened...''Ariela let down her wavy curls, unravling them beautiful.The two began walking back to the party...

It was a rather slow night for Bass at the Green Pineapples. Or just "The Green" to his usual customers. The usual rabble were there: Joe in the corner, Rittle with his little bunch of followers and some of the rest peppered around the place. Doing a little cleaning help to occupy his time but there was only so much that was to be cleaned.

"Heard they're having a party in Roake." Someone muttered.

"In times like this?"

"Some kinda big shot thinking they can just throw money around..."

"Its the Britannia family, ain't it?"

"War's gonna happen soon so they say..."

"Going inland's not gonna help..."

Bass only listened as he directed orders to his boys to stop slacking and help groom the horses for the night.

After what seemed like an eternity another knight approched Tyrel, the two exchanged a breif salute as the newcomer took Tyrel's place.

Approaching the head table he stopped abruptly and snapped to attention, saluting Roberto before he turned to leave.

"Have a good evening Mi'Lord." Tyrel said softly as he bowed slightly

With that he left the party and sat outside, the cold night air better suited him then the warm atmosphere of the party anyway.

"Lets see what else is on this stupid list." the young knight thought to himself
as he brandished a small piece of paper from beneath his cape. His eyes quickly scanned the paper, mostly small tasks, public apperances, speak with this person, but one sentence caught his eye, Squinting the in darkness at the small lettering the words slowly became visible.

"Foot patrol in poor Roake."

Tyrel read to himself, a smirk forming around his lips as he realized the mistake that had been made, the last order on his scroll was not his, but rather intented for another kinght of lesser rank, but who was he to quesion orders?

With that he returned the scroll to its pouch and began the lengthy walk to the Poor side of Roake, twisting thorugh the back allys and dark streets, the abrupt change from poor to rich was evident, the rich lived in their fancy houses, colorful and grand while mere feet away the poor lived in shanties, or the husk of what once may have been considered a house, the night seemed to grow colder as Tyrel remembered this place from his childhood , a shiver crept up his spine at the thought.

Scanning his surrondings the knight sighed, he had imagined chaos and fear ruling these streets, gangs and thugs terrorizing the towns people, crying out for someone to save them, he longed to be that person, the savior of the oppressed, protector of the weak but alas, besides being rundown and filthy, this place was pretty quiet, the only sound being the clank of his metal boots hitting the hard cobblestone.

Ariela made it back to the party, she went and sat with her friends who had just arrived to the party.She told them what happened at the huge mansion...

''Nia, just dont say anything to mom or dad, they would probably beat that older lady down if they knew what happened!''She joked.

She put her little sister in her lap and watched as her parents danced, then saw the man who had asked for Kitten but did not get her.

''Maybe he could help us get her from that awful place?!''She thought.

(SRS, though my character has not been accepted yet I ask that you allow this post to stand)

Perry was doing his usual thing, patrolling his local area of Southern, or 'poor', Roake in search of good for nothing bandits and thugs. He held his staff tightly in his hand as he walked miles that night, determined to make sure other people did not go through the same fear that he and his family did living in such a sty.

During his journey he could not help but ponder turning into one of those he fought so hard to counter-act. With his skill it would be such a simple task to take money from the natives as with their low amount of money it would be very uncommon for them to be able to best Perry Gotham.

Taking a quick route back home down on of the filthiest alleyways in the town Perry came across a sight that he never thought he would see this side of the border. A knight with armour brighter than the sun stood in front of him with what seemed a smug smirk on his face, an angered Perry stood in the man's way as he spoke.

"What do you think you are doing here? The Brittania family lost their rights to this place when they allowed it to get so filthy. Run back to your Lord with your tail between your legs you dog, we don't need you here."

Perry knew it was unlikely that the man would listen to him so he fastened his weapon also, preparing for a potential duel with the Knight.

"Am I Dead?"
A bodiless voice called from inside of him--the darkness. "What is death but the beginning of new life?"
He heard it come from inside himself, and replied "So I am."
"For the time being, it is the concept of mortaliy--we all fall down. But it is not your destiny to die here, not unless you choose it to be. I have a proposition for you."
"What offer?"
"Life or death. You can either die here and now, and face an eternity of torment and agony or... you can have life. I have the power to restore it to you, to breathe life into the dead. I can give you power beyond your own comprehension, power that will rival that of God's. But in return you must do something for me of equal value."
"Who are you?"
"Names are insingificant. I am offering you a second chance... and more. But you have to make the decision, it's up to you weather you want to burn or to breathe."
"What do you want from me?"
"Everything."
"?"
"In order to give you new life, you must accept that I am to become a part of you--residing inside your body is the only way to grant you my great powers in addition to those you already possess. But the choice is yours, life or death make your choice."
"I choose life."
His eyes opened and he immediatley sat up. He was lying in a pool of water, naked except for a thick tarlike substance covering his body. Suddenly a throbbing pain shot up his arm, and he winced. An intricate tattoo becan to carve itself into his arm starting in the palm and reaching up to the middle of his forearm. "Your life--my life." The voice called from inside him--the darkness. After observing his hand, he lifted himself out of the pool and looked out on the devistation of the city. The sun was setting and the sky lit up like fire, the full moon was already creeping into view--silouettes of skeleton-like buildings marked the desolate skyline, and unnamable debris filled the streets. There were outlines of bodies thrust against the buildings, but there were no bodies, dead or otherwise, in sight. Smoke, dust, and falling rubble hung over the area--tiny pieces of glass were intermixed with the smoke and glittered almost like stars. It was a beautiful sight of destruction. The sun set and the moon rose--the first day.

Tyrel tiped the faceguard of his helmet backwards, revealing his face to the newcomer

"Relax, I havent come here to fight." Tyrel spoke as he outstretched his hand

"My names Tyrel Efrien, You shouldnt jump to conclusions, it'll get you hurt, im actually a Knight of Galados sent here on a diplomatic mission, I could care less about the Britannia family were it not for my Lords wishes for a strong relationship with them."

As soon as her eyes flickered open, she wished she was still unconscious. Pain consumed her entire body, most notably on her right side where the cane had hit her, and her head, which she bumped on the wall. She gritted her teeth, closing her eyes and cupping her hands over her head. Although it did nothing for the pain, she felt better curled up in that little ball.

She slowly opened one eye and peered around the room. No sign of the girl. Kitten hoped she was alright. Madam Terge wouldn’t have taken her in, she was far to young and would tarnish Terge’s reputation more then likely. Looking further around the room, she saw some of her perfume bottles, most brought by Terge or clients, laying on the floor. A few remained in tack, but most were smashed, scattering pieces of glass across the carpet, as well as leaving nasty perfume stains. The smell was rather over-whelming, it was only now that she had noticed it. Forcing herself to get up, she slowly crawled over to the closed window the girl had come through. Putting her hands underneath the wood of the panel, she pushed it upwards as far as it would go.

Instantly, a gust of fresh air hit her face and blew through her hair. She closed her eyes for a minute and lifted her face up, still holding one hand on her head. Kitten sighed, if only she could be like the wind. Going and coming wherever she pleased, and never being tied down. Never being captured or controlled, just free. Pulling herself up, she sat on the window ledge and leaned her head against the cold wooden frame of the window. She winched slightly at first, but the pain subsided after a moment. She kept her legs inside the room, laying one arm over her lap, the hand gripping her right side. The other hand remained on her head. It was oddly quiet tonight. Even at this time, there were normally numerous people coming and going to and from the Mansion, but there was no one. Not that Kitten was worried about that, she was really quite thankful.

She remained on the window ledge, looking up and down the street. She often imagined a knight in shinning armour coming to rescue her, just like in the fairy tales. Kitten was the princess, locked away in the tower by the evil Witch, who would of course be none other then Madam Terge. Then, one night, a handsome and kind prince would stumble upon said tower on a beautiful white horse with huge, glowing wings. He’d slay the evil Witch and rescue the Princess, then they’d live happily ever after. Kitten chuckled to herself,
"If only life was like a fairy tale" she thought, sighing at the fact that it wasn’t.

Just as Roberto was having conversations with everyone in the event, Frois came up and informed him of something from Madam Terge. "Sire, the hour of the speech is here." informed Frois, as Roberto acknowledged this. "Hmm....very well, Frois." responded Roberto, as he turned to walk in front of the entire guests and formally raised his red wine to get their attention.

"My dear guests, it has reached the hour where we really begin this event. With war approaching, the Royal and Common government of Roake have given their validations to propose a treaty with Galados. In such a time like this, I couldn't agree more to forming an allianceo strengthen our nations for the people. As you all have known, war can happen at anytime, so let's join ourselves together as one, and counter act against such an incoming dark age. All for the people of Roake and Galados!" declared Roberto in his speech, as he was given the authority to sign the treaty. From there he took a white feather, and dunk ink in it, before signing the treaty. As of right now, the alliance and peace treaty between Roake and Galados is in effect, with the guests cheering at this.

Lynx staggered forwards, wine glass in hand. She’d been drinking ever since she got her, and now she was more then a little tipsy. After listening to his speech, Roberto made his way back over to Lynx.
“A… Treaty of peace… heh?” she hiccupped and laughed more, taking another sip of her wine.
“Such things… Are only for *hiccup* for… For fools who aren’t strong enough… For war. Are you a coward… Ro-Ro… Robetu?” Lynx cackled with laughter again, finding her own slurred words rather hilarious. Taking another sip of wine, she swiped another glass of red wine from a passing waiter and delved her way into it.
“This party rocks!” She exclaimed, cackling with laughter again. The people surrounding the two of them turned to look, giving Lynx more then filthy looks, if looks could kill, Lynx would certainly be dead.

Roberto's expression however, turned to a serious expression as he looked at Lynx. "Be fortunate that you have been drinking a lot ever since you got here, otherwise you would have been removed from this event. Whether you have your own opinion on it, a majority of the people think otherwise. I speak on behalf of the people, as much as the odds are there. So lay low on the wine, if you can't even take that many." responded Roberto, before walking away and having conversations with other guests.

Lynx grinned as she watched Roberto walk away. An older man approached her.
"Hello" he started, "I was wondering if... You remember me at all? I was-" A gush of wine splashed in the mans face out of no where, making him stagger back slightly.
"Get out of my face... Old fart" muttered Lynx, as she staggered off across the room. There she found the young, handsome man who had been eyeing at her from across the room earlier on. He seemed more then happy to see her. After only a few minutes, he invited Lynx back to his House, which she swiftly accepted.
"I have... Nothing to... Stick around for *hiccup*" Lynx looked over to Roberto and grinned once again, before leaving the party with the handsome young man, not looking back again.