IC Speed Dating Meme

[fairbrook]

IC Speed Dating Meme

Rules:
1. Post with your character by creating a "card" with your name, sex, and preferences.
2. Tag to others.
3. You supposedly only have seven minutes, but that's up to the muns how many comments. [To hell with that, let's not put a limit on how many comments]
4. Have fun.

Comments

[enthraller]

NAME: King Saralegui of Small Shimaron
GENDER: Male
PREFERENCES: At least good for intelligent conversation. Age and gender don't matter.

[avisionofwar]

So, what's your personal position on the apparent Unseelie upper hand in the war for the shards?

[enthraller]

Good for them, I suppose. Despite these rather arbitrary court assignments, I don't particularly feel any loyalty to one side or the other, so it's a bit difficult to get excited over "my side" winning.

[hey man, politics is definitely a thing he can do. he sips at his wine, eyeing celegorm searchingly.]

But personally? This does feel like a war that is anywhere near over. I don't think the Unseelie should be celebrating just yet.

[avisionofwar]

As someone who's felt the removal of their shard, I can... recommend the benefits of good service. One feels their lack.

[ He leans back, relaxed, casual, long limbs arranged elegantly in the small seat, hands folded into his lap. ]

No. [ He smiled thinly, pale eyes glittering with withheld information. ] I don't suppose they should.

[enthraller]

From what I've heard is involved in losing one's shard? I think I'd be avoiding that no matter what additional effect it has on one's court alignment.

[he has no plans to die anytime soon, after all.]

But you've been here longer than I have, I believe. What do you think?

[noirant]

Oh darling, you're going to have to be more specific than that; scholars make dreadful companions, they're only ever after one sort of fellowship. But come, then, you never told me you were a king.

[ he was guessing like idk duke? court jester?? work with a brother here ]

[enthraller]

Oh, I know that. I've scared off more than my fair share of scholars, after all.

[mostly when he was a clever little kid with a need for information more insatiable than any tutors knew what to do with, but still. details.]

And I don't toss the title around very easily for a reason. There's nothing like power to attract every sycophantic leech within earshot.

[noirant]

You’re ever a terrifying and imposing figure. Did you whisper ‘budget cuts’ tenderly in one’s ear? That always sends them running.

[ or in felix’s case shouting but you know. ditto on the details. ]

Mn? As leeches go, how am I faring? Tell me you won’t just drop me in the jar with the others when you’re through.

[ they don’t keep kings, but shannon was the closest thing to a prince that melusine could have. felix knows the taste of royal blood. ]

[enthraller]

Well, at least you're upfront about it. That certainly scores you points that most won't ever see. You might be given a special place when it's all over -- perhaps pinned to a display board.

[ominous? nah, he's clearly just teasing.]

[noirant]

[ he rolls his eyes. all good fun. fun...with leeches. quick, someone call in the asoiaf cast we need a bolton reference. ]

You know how I love to be seen. [ felix thinks he’s being sarcastic. felix rolls a d20 for self-awareness: he scores a 1. ] Don't take it amiss if I don’t begin scraping and bowing; we overthrew the monarchy ages ago and I’m dreadfully out of practice. You know what they say about old worms and new tricks.