A Ball for All(Open to literally anyone)

[Edric Vanyan]

(Open to absolutely anyone, i just ask that no one comes just for the pure fact of causing a scene, this is suppose to be a civil RP, and i would like to keep it as such with as little fighting as possible.)

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Arthur stood and looked over the hall as he stood there, it was nearly ready for the celebration that he would have in a moment. He had sent out word to the far corners of the galaxy, inviting anyone to come see the splendor that would come of his home and soon his Empire. Personal invitations, written on paper that is much more commonplace in his homeworld than others were sent to the leadership of the Mandalorians, the Fel Empire, the Lords of the Fringe, the Republic and the CIS, while a datapad ad had been sent to such orders as the remaining Sith, the Jedi Order, the Senate, the Templars, and so on. He would see the Galaxy's Heros and Villians and judge them tonight as the moon rose high in the sky over the planet of eternal winter.​

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The outside of the hall and the balconies were covered in nearly a foot of snow, a path cleared from the door to the landing pad and the front entrance, the balconies were cleared a little but much of the snow remained. The Palace itself was something reminiscent of modern technology mixed with an absolutely ancient design that looked as if it were made out of simple stone bricks. Inside it was a simple yet elegant area, a long hall with tables lining the walls and a upper level with refreshments and doors out to the balcony, Arthur himself had made sure that there was no seat for him, he would remain standing throughout the night until his guests were gone.​

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He even had much of his high ranking guards take off for the night, he would see those who were loyal be rewarded like @[member="Vittinghus Naure"] as well as making sure such nobles as @[member="Robert Guerrin"] and @[member="Alyssa Motierre"]. Furthermore his advisor and hired outsider @[member="Aedan Miles"], and the Sith Knight @[member="Darth Veles"], and the newest arrival @[member="Xyhn-Tuhros"] were invited as honored guests, being far more important than any native born for now.​

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He looked over at a chronometer, another seemingly ancient device as it kept track of time by a series of gears and hands instead of digitally doing so, and smiled. It was time for the arrivals to come, and oh how he would be interested at who arrived to the place he called home. After all it was a party and who could resist a night of intrigue into a new world that had only surfaced four months ago.​

 

[Carliah Dakrone]

Lilythe leaned against the wall slightly inside the castle's main hall. She had grown rather distant from Arthur lately. She tended to avoid him and she felt extremely uncomfortable being here, especially dressed as she was. Arthur had thrown an absolute fit about her wanting to show up, fulling armed and in her uniform. It wasn't like she intended to attack people, it was simply the only way she felt comfortable. Now, she was leaning againt the wall, wearing a floor length green dress that hung slightly off her shoulders with long sleeves. Her hair was down instead of in it's usual ponytail and was brushed and styled to fall slightly in her face so she could easily hide behind it.

@[member="Arthur David Hardrada"]

 

[Taa Nul]

A lone shuttle would fly down from orbit, before gracefully landing down on the palace landing pad. The rear door would open, a ramp extending down slowly, Count Morcus would descend down it, followed by his personal duo of IG-100 Magnaguard protectors, wearing long elegant black cloaks trimmed with gold etchings. The count himself would be wearing a marvelous red and gold suit, his hair and beard neatly groomed for the event. He'd stroll inside, entering the ballroom, he'd nod his head politely at a few of his fellow CIS representatives, before taking a seat at a table, his two droid guardians standing behind him. He'd be served a glass of Vintage Serenno Red Wine, his usual drink on occasions like this one, gently sipping it as he peers around the ballroom with great interest.

 

[Edric Vanyan]

@[member="Count Morcus"] @[member="Lilythe"]

Arthur walked over to his old friend and crossed his hands behind him in a dark blue suit with a light blue undershirt, his arms were crossed behind him as he stood there and spoke. "Its good to see you, im surprised youre actually dressed up, i was expecting to see you in your normal outfit..." He looked around the room, noting the arrival of one @[member="Count Morcus"] as he came to stand with some others. Arthur had come to look among the groups to deduce where they were from and their relations with eachother, he would have to make his way around each of the groups, but for now he stood with his old friend.

 

[Carliah Dakrone]

Lilythe nodded and tried to smile, but it looked forced. "I figured you'd be made if I showed up fully armed... And I wouldn't want to make any of your important guests feel threatened," she explained simply. She looked down at the floor, studying the stones it was made of. She barely made eye contact with Arthur anymore. She always stared slightly past him, so she could avoid looking at him without it appearing as if she weren't looking at him.

@[member="Arthur David Hardrada"]

 

[Taa Nul]

The Count would rise from his seat, a warm smile on his face as he strolled over to Arthur, nodding his head politely. ''T'is a splendid party you've hosted here! Reminds me of the parties I once held in my old palace on Serenno. Allow to me introduce myself. I am Count Veril Morcus, of the Confederacy of Independent Systems. I come seeking to begin positive relations with your world, and to hopefully create a trade agreement with you.''
@[member="Arthur David Hardrada"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

Before Arthur spoke again his eyes met those of @[member="Count Morcus"] as he approached and he made small bow of his head the moment the man arrived. "Youre of the CIS then, well i must say that i am interested in getting to know your people better due to the close proximity of your borders being to my home, if i might ask you are you a Viceroy or Templar, those are the main powers in the Confederacy no?" Arthur looked over the man, studying what he carried and his demeanor, the man was every bit the nobility that he made himself out to be, though it was difficult for Arthur to truly tell what kind he was at the time. @[member="Count Morcus"] @[member="Lilythe"]

 

[Veino Garn]

Veino stepped into the hall and shivered. Winter. Wonderful. He almost wished he was back on Teth, as awful as the planet was, it was still at least warm. But still, it was warm in here at least. Pausing to catch his breath, he shook the snow from his coat and hat before laming farther into the hall. The breath caught in his throat at its elegance. What a marvelous place, and it had food. Both two excellent features. He double checked his emotional shields were still up, and headed further in, looking for food.

 

[Carliah Dakrone]

Lilythe leaned against the wall, hoping that no one would come over to speak to her. Human interaction wasn't really her thing. Arthur didn't count, he was the exception to the rule. She preffered animals and nature over people. She really didn't want to be there, but she knew that Arthur wanted her there so she had shown up.

 

[HK-36]

@[member="Count Morcus"] @[member="Arthur David Hardrada"]

"Count of Serenno, that title held meaning once, and I had respect for it. Unfortunately, Young Counts have shown how much the title meant to them."
A voice drawled on from between people, some choked up on their drinks a bit at the straight-forward comment, some turned their heads. Clanking footsteps were heard as people parted to allow Morcus and Arthur see who was speaking.
It was a rather tall armored being, covered in ceremonial armor from head to toe, wearing a full-plate mask, his chestplate adorned with medals and orders he received during his service.

The armored being stepped closer calmly, supporting himself on a decorative cane as he limped towards them slightly, each heavy step of his armor got out another clank. The being didn't wore as much weaponry as he usually would, however, a ceremonial shatterpistol and sword were seen holstered on his side, most likely just for show either dull or without bullets. There was also a lightsaber hanging off of his belt but that was hidden under the folds of his cascading grey cloak.

He pointed with his cane towards the Magnaguards.
"Same I could say for your guards, they were once imposing, long time ago in the past. One should not linger on the Past, you know, Young Masters, I have learned that through my travels."

He would stop, looking at Arthur and Morcus, leaning more on his cane as he put both of his hands on it,
"But where are my manners? Lord Hardrada, I have been sent here on behalf of our mutual associate the Wanderer Captain Sammo."
The being would bow slightly in his waist as he continued to drawl on in monotone.
"I am called First Baron of the Protectorate Hache-Khe of Abregado-Rae, I am the Observer and as such head of the government of the planet. Some call me by my old name."
He would straighten up as his mask opened up mechanically, revealing the modified head of an HK droid beneath,
"HK-36, the Iron Knight of the Old Republic."

 

[Taa Nul]

The Count would smile. ''Not a viceroy yet, my lad, though I am running for that position on the planet Utapau. I do run a trade port above that world, however.....'', he'd say, before peering at HK-36. ''An Iron Knight, hmm? Interesting! And yes, the current nobility on my homeworld sully our once great reputation.......they ousted my family from power and exiled us. That will be rectified eventually.'' he'd sigh gently, obviously something happened back on his homeworld. He'd then turn to look at his droid protectors...

''And ahh, my guards.....back during the Clone Wars, droids like these were used by the old CIS as an elite troop and bodyguard for their higher echelons of power. They were capable of going toe to toe with even the most experienced of Jedi, from what I've heard of their programming. I acquired them from an old abandoned droid foundry on Geonosis, they were in extremely good condition, surprisingly. Had them repaired and upgraded with the finest parts available, while keeping to their original look. I'm hoping to acquire an old foundry on Utapau I've been eyeing up for some time, myself, and to begin the process of recreating quite a few of the older series of battle droid to sell to intrepid young monarchs like Mr. Hardrada here for a fair price, hmm?''

 

[Edric Vanyan]

Arthur smiled as he looked between the Droid, this Iron Knight that appeared fully self aware, and the count who in comparison had droids with only programming to follow orders and not think at all. He was interested greatly in the droid who seemed to control full sentience and intelligence but he was unsure, it was something that his people had never accomplished, only VI's were ever constructed. None the less this droid contained every bit of intelligence and self awareness that the Count did and knew Captain Sammo, the man that had helped Lilythe and later returned to the aid him in the venture that left him where he was.

Arthur's lips curled into a smile as he made a bow to both the Count and HK at the same time. "Count Morcus, HK-36, I welcome you to my home of a planet and a palace and i must say that i am not familiar with your homes myself and i must apologize for such, ive tried to make it around and see the capitals of both your respective overlord Governments, but did not make it to the Protectorate or the Confederacy yet so you two are the first members i have truly had a conversation with. I am honored to have such a chance to speak with you and have representatives of your homes here in mine, i do hope that things will turn out fruitful in the future and as for your offer of talks Count i would be glad to talk later over business but for now it is a time of fun, do you not both disagree."

Arthur's hand motioned to Lilythe to come closer, speaking to HK36 now. "Im not sure of how close you are with our mutual friend, but do bring my thanks to Sammo again for healing my friend here, without his help im sure both her and later I would be at a loss for our lives or for the nature of this place that is my world we are standing on.

@[member="Count Morcus"] @[member="HK-36"] @Veino Garn @[member="Lilythe"]

 

[Taa Nul]

The count smiles widely, raising his glass. ''Here here! A toast to you, my friend! Let us dance and be merry! Business can come later.'', he'd say, smiling before returning to his table with his Magnaguards, relaxing in his chair and sipping his drink.
@[member="Arthur David Hardrada"]

 

[Carliah Dakrone]

Lilythe walked over reluctantly. She had agreed to come, but she had not agreed to speak to anyone. She had no need too, she wasn't very important. She did over hear the droid's mutual relationship with the man who had saved her though. "Yes, Tell Sammo he has my thanks for saving my life," she told the droid, studying it for a few moments. She felt severely uncomfortable and wanted to wander back to her corner.

@[member="Arthur David Hardrada"] @[member="HK-36"]

 

[Vittinghus Naure]

Vittinghus's boots echoed as he ascended down the path from which snow had been cleared away on both sides. His native Ifereti helm was tucked snugly underneath his right arm whilst his left and curled round his traditional ceremonial sword. He was dressed as smartly as he had been able, having polished and cleaned his uniform until it was spotless once he had heard of his invitation by @[member="Arthur David Hardrada"]. Glancing around the location, Vittinghus was taken aback by how beautiful Arthur's home was, its sweeping pillars and grand architecture standing tall over his head. Though he was well aware he'd never live anywhere like this, and was usually disdainful of these ceremonial events (Vittinghus preferred to be out in the field), he had to admit that Arthur's home was at the very least, a stunning place to be.

A servant stood staunchly upright and adorned in kimono-like ceremonial robes placed out a hand to indicate him to stop for one moment. Due to the nature of the event, a number of people far more important than Vittinghus has entered into the hall beforehand, but now it appeared it was his turn. Vittinghus waited patiently outside the doors for a few moments until the servant lowered his hands and gave him a brief smile and nod of approval to go. Vittinghus tilted his head to one side and inclined it towards hmi to thank him, before taking a deep breath and walking into the grandness of the room.

 

[Aedan Miles]

Aedan Miles was out on a patrol in his fighter when he received word of the ball to be held. While he never was one for social gatherings he figured he might as well make an appearance. As such the young pilot was on his way there now after stopping by at the lands given to him and changing into something more appropriate and arming himself with his all to familiar weapons the young man flew to the palace. upon landing and exiting his fighter Aedan Miles the one time pirate lord strode into the palace calmly waving off a servant as his R8 unit ejected and rolled behind him letting out a howl as it did. Aedan strode into the area where the ball was being held wearing a Kimono suited to the Dark Jedi knights form he looked around before noticing a multitude of people grouped up and he made his way over. Letting his eyes glance over the droid body guards the young man smirked as another transport would land outside and a group of 3 clanker droids disembarked it before it took off once more. The droids marched into the room and over to stand at attention behind Aedan as the young man straightened up to his full height letting a hint of disdain come to his eyes as they crossed over the man standing between the droids and then he turned away from him and smiled at his old friend @[member="HK-36"]. "Baron HK is that you? IT has been to long sense I last saw you how are you faring these days?" @[member="Arthur David Hardrada"] @[member="Count Morcus"]

 

[Robert Guerrin]

The path was clear from snow, Robert noted, as he strolled down, clad in formal attire and a ceremonial blade at his side. He rarely left the Misthold, so perhaps this would be the first he saw of this new Emperor, and his court. It had been said he had accumulated quite a motley crew, if the rumours were true. The future was approaching faster than ever, and they had to adapt. He, a major noble, would have significant sway in the advance of the Empire, and so he had to choose wisely, or not progress at all.

Robert was a tall man, but the ballroom was a grand sight, taller than any he had seen before. A small smile came to his face as he strode proudly through the huge oak doors, a head above even the most tallest guardsmen, and an air of confidence and pride followed him. He had the right to be proud, his family were well renowned, and they were loved by the people and the Misthold was legendary in the minds of the commons.

 

[Edric Vanyan]

Arthur's eyes left HK-36 and found their way to the man whom was making a good deal of this now possible, Aedan Miles. A smile came to him at the arrival of the man and his head bowed low in respect to the many as he stood there with his arms crossed behind him. "Aedan Miles, it is good to see you here and i certainly am surprised in your being here. And i see you know our automaton friend here, i would hate to intrude so do have a good time you two, i should greet the rest of the guest whom are here at the moment." Arthur started off, giving a final bow to Aedan, HK, and Lilythe before turning and heading off to the area around which he stood.

First he came upon @[member="Vittinghus Naure"] whom he gave a light, welcoming nod to before speaking lightly. "Ahh, Vittinghus, a pleasure to see you now that things have quieted down and everything is much easier. I must say that i am interested in seeing you here, it was unexpected to be honest." His eyes fround those of @[member="Robert Guerrin"] who he waved over and inclined his head to, it seemed that everyone was here today, or atleast those most important and Arthur's mind.

 

[Vittinghus Naure]

As @[member="Arthur David Hardrada"] acknowledged him, Vittinghus arched his back and stooped into a low bow of respect, careful not to get his sword scabbard tangled in between his legs as he did so. As he rose up from the bow, he produced a faint smile towards his superior. Vittinghus was visibly nervous at being in the presence of such an important figure. "Thank you sir. But I thought my presence was requested sir -- that's what I had been told?" he asked questioningly, immediately feeling like a fool, but feeling like he should ask the question nonetheless. As far as he was concerned, Vittinghus was just doing his duty with the spaceships that had fallen onto his homeworld. He didn't really want any special recognition. He was just there to serve and die for his honor and his family. Vittinghus ignored the perspiration that was forming under his arms. He was fine with slugs flying at his face, but he was out of his league with this sort of thing.

 

[Edric Vanyan]

Arthur smiled and shook his hand at @[member="Vittinghus Naure"]. He could tell there was something off about the man in his speech and the way he acted and Arthur wouldn not have such stiffness while he was here, atleast not in his presence. "Now now, have a good time my friend, and i must say that your presence is most welcome, i apologize if i made it seem otherwise. How has the weeks been treating you if i might ask, i realize a good deal has happened with the inclusion of these other but im sure their being here will make us all safer and stronger, no?" Arthur remained relaxed as he spoke with really any care to what he said or what he didnt say, nor what Naure said as anything was fine to say for now.