Farah
It was true that the distinctive and down-right phenomenal sight of Thyseer was something to certainly relish in. Not only was the eladrin kingdom a sight to behold, their culture and appearance vividly stood out to the rest of the world of lucidien. Each corner of the castle always had a particularly new feature about it, as well as the most colors any kingdom would ever see. Findara may have certainly taken the cake for their colorful fireworks show, but here, Thyseer was the ruler of art in every form. For Caleesi, she had only dreamed about what it would be like to set foot within the Fae land. Only ever hearing stories about the fairytale of a kingdom, she was more so interested in the special magic harnessed here. Surely Thyseer had secrets of all kinds in their arcane... 

Being apart of a council brought many opportunities that the grandmistress had surprisingly never would have expected to have. Being able to travel to lands and experience other's way of life was the dream little Scarleth had been wishing for since she was but a child. Although, through the rocky start to Cali's beginnings as a council woman, she hopped to put a foot forwards into her role more seriously. It had been a good few months since the fireworks in Findara. Since *Him.* Caleesi couldn't even think to say his name anymore, as the thought alone caused her stomach to rise and fall too quickly. Vampire to the kingdom of Lazaroth... Surely he would have no plans to come to a festival such as this. Better yet, would princess Delasanra even *Let* Such a creature within her court? 

Scarleth recalled the prior events within her head as she toed herself down the halls of the Thyseer castle. Her mind picturing the bitterness that rose within that sharp, yet beautiful face of the eladrin she-elf. Cali knew very little of princess Delsandra nor of her family, but that night among the stars held alot to be said about the woman. She hated vampires just as- if not *More* Than the high elf hersel

F. So eager was she to send for Lysanthir's head on a platter for even coming near the council woman... But was that for Caleesi's own safety- Or hers? The sorceress swallowed the dryness that had caught in the corners of her throat as she remembered how sour Delsandra's face was when Cali broke off her order to do so. There was so much fire lingering on that woman's tongue, perhaps even in her bones. If there was anyone to be wary of tonight, maybe it was her. 
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Nevertheless, Caleesi pushed her roaring thoughts aside and lifted her chin up to face the closed ballroom doors. With her hands braced neatly at her waist, fingers crossed, the council woman took a hushed inhale through her nose before setting her shoulders back and allowing the heralds to shuffle their way in before her. Tonight had to be set apart from Findara's event, no more running off in isolation. No more panic... '*Just do your job Cal'*. Scarleth reminded herself as she exhaled upon the double door's wide opening. Those long elven ears had caught wind of gentle melodies before she was even exposed to the insides of the grand ballroom. Unlike the coolness of Findara, Thyseer's air was sweet, thin, warm and surprisingly welcoming. Golden rays overlapping with the light orange hue of candle light flickered and reflected beautifully within the ocean blue of Caleesi's big doe eyes. Almost as if they were swimming in sun-lit currents, her gaze drifted around each and every corner, watching as bodies swayed idly below on the dance floor. Tangled within the arms of another to a song of slow, heartfelt love. 
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Just like any other royal event however, there was to be expected a circle of three or four tightly knitted together to gossip and whisper upon new arrivals. Only this time Caleesi did her best to zone out her vampirism hearing as she let herself in the rest of the way. Dropping the bunched up ends of her dress that were coiled in her hands, Cali neatly smoothed out the top layer of white matte fabric that flowed enough to allow comfort- yet still hug her form gently to show off her curvaceous figure. Whites were a staple color of the grand mistress. Be that it represented purity she wished to hold onto, or that it truly complemented her angelic figure and facial features, Caleesi just wasn't herself without it. Wrapped up in a no shoulder, V-cut slip dress, the she-elf donned an elegant yet simple design of white body lace to conceal the open parts of her skin that peaked through her flowing gown. Tailored with white roses neatly woven into each stitch, the lace trailed around her arms and legs, accustomed with simple glass slippers to match. Caleesi's soft blond hair was pinned in a half do, with the first layer spun into a bun- leaving a few wavy locks to spew out for effect. As the rest of her tresses were left alone, Cali kept it all behind her shoulders, tumbling down the bare crease of her back. 
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With all the explosions of colorful outfits and vivid imagery placed along the ballroom walls however, the sorceress started to have second thoughts about wearing such a simple color to a musical festival... 
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Larry
*The long curtain cast a deep shadow over Karl as he sat calmly on a stool, soaking in the darkness. Darkness was something he was rather accustomed to, being a burglar by trade. Yet, he never regarded it in the way others seemed to. The dark to them was a gloomy, painful place, filled with fear and despair. The darkness gave way to evil and death, throwing all to chaos. To Karl, however, the dark was beauty. The dark brought a mystery to life that one could never truly find in the light. It let men leave their prejudices and inhibitions behind. It gave people true freedom. Just as life thrived in the light, love seemed to thrive in the dark. While it was likely wishful thinking, Karl was used to this type of thought. It was wishful thinking and a yearning for true happiness that had led him this far, and it would be the same thoughts that would drag him to a satisfied end. When the curtains closed, he knew he had something be proud of. Something to call his own. Something he could smile about.*

*He sighed softly as the musician beyond the curtain gave his final bows, allowing the sweet notes of his singing slowly fade from the room. A wave of claps and cheers flooded the ballroom before disappearing as soon as they had arrived, giving way to slight silence once again. Silently, light began to peek through the curtains, illuminating the previously darkened stage. Karl didn't dare to gaze up from his seat. He let the light envelop him like the arms of a lover, keeping the eyes behind his mask trained on the lute in his lap. He had opted for a flat, ornate mask this ball, decorated with the themes of a masquerade visor. Yet, it extended down past his lips, hiding his face away from the crowd. Slow notes filled the room as he tuned the instrument in his lap, bringing each string up to match the notes he desired.*

*Without looking up, he cleared his throat, moving to address the room.* "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen of Thyseer." *He spoke, his voice calm and sweet, the amber notes of orange leaves descended from the trees in mid-autumn.* "Thousands of years ago, long before this castle and this very kingdom existed, people roamed the plains of Lucidien, living complex and beautiful lives. Out of the millions, each had their own story to tell, each had their own life, accomplishments, goals, and most importantly, loves. Thousands of years ago, a man sat down to write a song dedicated the love of his life." *Karl finally looked into the crowd, immediately seeking out the eyes of Caleesi to meet his own visage. Behind the mask, all could see a soft smile flutter onto his lips before he continued, his voice still as sweet as spring rain.*

"Though that man and his love have long been lost to the annals of history, the song he wrote has lived, forging a legacy of love and kinship that lives on today in us all. It is my ultimate pleasure to perform it for you all." *Standing from the chair, he wrapped his hands around the neck of the lute, walking towards the front of the stage. As his fingers moved to fret the first few notes, he spoke one final time, staring down towards Caleesi with a warm glow.* "In the tune of the great artist who forged this song in the name of his love, I dedicate this song to the only one who's smile shines brighter than the light of the heavens. I hope you enjoy the tune, grandmaster." *Karl chuckled sweetly, shaking off the embarrassment as he stared down at Caleesi, nodding softly.*

*A few moments passed before the notes of the lute began to flood the room, filling the ballroom with a sweet and homely glow. Behind Karl, members of the castle's stage band moved to stand, playing the notes of the song that the lute wasn't meant to cover. Karl's voice followed the instruments, filling the room with sweet and loving birdsong.*

"Oró, sé do bheatha abhaile, oró, sé do bheatha abhaile, oró, sé do bheatha abhaile... Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh..." *He began, starting with the chorus. He worked his way through the song, working in perfect loving unity with the band. He put his heart into the music he played, swaying with the beat of the song as the ballroom flooded into waves of dance. Couples began to sway with each other to the sound of the song, it's folk heart spreading into the crowd with an intoxicating effect. Karl smiled softly, fighting the urge to chuckle in soft embarrassment. He hadn't ever done anything as brash as this before, yet something felt entirely right about it. Perhaps the grandmaster was simply worth the risk. He looked back over to her as she stood in the crowd, staring deep into her blue pools of love and life. He couldn't help but grin as wide as he could, deciding in that moment and that moment alone that she was worth it all.*
Farah
Something about the way Caleesi had began to feel as though the blackened eyes of painted faces that hung high above the ballroom walls were silently judging her as she lingered her way around the second floor, casting shadows of moody history, all to be dissected by such a curious individual. High elves were known to be the first elves created within lucidien, though there was something much more intriguing about the eladrin than just being another bloodline of elven lineage. Twisting her neck up to stretch her gaze along the decor, Cali studied each and every mural she could set her sights upon. Truth be told, the young sorceress loved history more than socializing events. Just like any other event gathering when she was a child, Caleesi was always too busy exploring the interior than those around her. Nevertheless, the grandmistress knew that standing around all day with her head towards the sky would get her nowhere in her endeavors to change- and so, with one final glance Cali pressed her heel into the marble floor and turned slowly back towards the massive descending staircase. 

As the high elf took her time stepping down each tile of the grand stairs, Caleesi's mind yet again pondered on the many faces that filled the ballroom below. She wondered if she would see the rest of the Dilitrios family, as she hadn't spent as much time with them as she had hoped for after the late king's passing. Part of Cali felt as though it was her job to console them, but alas, she was only their magic instructor- and maybe that was not the place of a council woman's job to do such a thing. Jumping her icy hues to each head that spun her direction, the she-elf bowed her head respectively as she kept to herself. Still running circles in her mind as to who she could possibly run into- if anyone at this point. While dread was still a sinking anchor pitted within her stomach at the thought of seeing a particular councilman, Cali tried to look at the positive side. 
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She was at an event of music- something she truly loved and enjoyed. Perhaps this was just the kind of outing she needed to take a breather of sorts, get away from her cursed bedroom, and the endless days of no sleep that came with it. Drawing in a sigh from her lips, Caleesi's glass slipper kissed the bottom of the ballroom floor with a gentle *Click*. Like many fish in a plentiful sea, the view was much more wide and complex once fully submerged into it yourself. One could truly get lost within the melodies that traveled from the stage and into the ears of attentive participants. In fact, the stage was the first thing Caleesi noticed when lingering off to the side opposite of the dance floor. She watched as performers poured their hearts out over small crowds in favor of cheerful abundance, or simply a rose or two. That in itself causing a small smile to pinch the cheeks of the sorceress. 

As waiters made their rounds in serving their guests, Cali's ears twitched instinctively to footfalls behind her. Without warning, the grandmaster pivoted on her toes to meet the herald behind her- who was quick to stop in their tracks- taken by surprise. Offering a friendly and warm smile, Scarleth surveyed the tray they had to offer before plucking a wine glass of deep, bitter red. Dipping her head in silent thanks as they departed onto the next. Coiling her long, bone white fingers around her gauntlet, Caleesi breathed in the strong aroma of liquid before placing the cool rim of the glass between her plump lips. With her back now turned from the stage however, a new performer had taken the stage. As the crowd fell silent, save for a few whispers here and there, a new tune would enamor the people- Caleesi herself included. 
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Taking a few delicate slips of her drink, an unfamiliar yet- all too well voice struck the eardrums of lady Scarleth. It was a tone reminiscent of firewood. Slowly burning, welcoming, like a flame in the dark. Ever so slowly did Caleesi turn around as the male introduced his stage presence. However, once her eyes settled on the crimson beads that had seemingly already found their way straight towards the female's own- a pursed grin started to grow on Cali's face. It was almost as if her heart had jumped at the sight of the songbird- fluttering around a few paces with joy knowing she had not come fully alone in such a big event. Karl may have only visited her once, but their connection had burned as far back as the history he spoke about as he paraded around the stage he now made his own. 

 As the two locked gazes no doubt, a soft haze formed across the she-elves face. Her eyes were the blue of every dancing sky, infinite hues illuminated by newborn light that the song bird so graciously provided for her. Taking slow, elegant steps forwards, Caleesi had managed to waltz her way right up towards the end of the stage floor- drink still in hand as if it were her only partner of choice while others held their loved ones close. Tilting her head upwards all the while Karl inched his way out towards the crowd, Cali's smile only brightened by the bard's sweet coated words. A genuine giggle sang out from the grandmaster as she shook her head playfully back- hiding her now rosey cheeks against the cool face of her gauntlet as Caleesi crossed one of her arms across her chest sheepishly. 
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Perhaps it was just the performer's charm to sway their audiences in their favor, and just maybe Karl was speaking truthfully from his heart when he complimented such a feature of the high elf that she hadn't really thought about in many, many years. That smile however, was growing painfully wider by the minute as the song bird began his tune. The rhythmic strum of his lute left just about everyone moving along with him, and once the help of the band joining in- the thumping of drums set a blazing melody that reverberated in the chest of each and every soul present. Caleesi couldn't help but play along with the music, gently bobbing her head in encouragement as she listened with loving eyes up at her dear friend singing. While those around her had a partner to joyously dance with, the grandmistress didn't mind the solitude as she stood in the middle of the crowd. After all, she was able to see the legendary songbird perform- just like her parents talked about many years ago...
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It was easy to see why Karl was such a beloved figure within Alynthi, and perhaps all around lucidien. The way the shapeshifter could sway a crowd and carry a tune was simply beautiful. Caleesi knew that if her mother and father were still alive today, they would have cherished moments like this no doubt. Still idle in her place among the crowd however, Cali took note of the bashfulness rising in Karl's demeanor. Training her warm lit hues along the males figure, the she-elf did her best to comfort him by lighting his own mood- With the wave of her free hand, the sorceress conjured the same Starling that she had formed the night the two had met- It's translucent figure flying in circles within the air before resting on the shoulder of Cali as she plucked the ends of her dress within her hand and swayed them side by side. Being that the woman had become far more shy when it came to dancing in large crowds.. She decided then and there that the song bird was worth showing her gratitude and appreciation. 
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Althea
*Laughs in mister steal yo girl*