Roger
Jobu a tavern on a pier In Araedia


Easing up the expression on his face Jobu sighs and with a semi happy and nonchalant tone speaks "Well then if that's the case then I guess it is alright with me." "I dont think I'll need a full crew for this either so just us will be fine, when do you want to set out?" "Also were exactly are we going?"
Eugene
"Ah anywhere, I'm on a journey you see, trying to go around the world and eventually get right to the tippy-top of the map. Going to see if I can find anything interesting up there." Apollo mentally sighs in relief as the worry of having to find another ride dissipates, "But first do you want to explore this fine port with me? We're bound to find all sorts of trouble and fun if we try hard enough. I make it a point to always stay three days or so in every place I go to."
Douglas
Queen Regent Juliana De Barbarac
Princess Rhaenys Alexandra
Evelyn Welles
High Bloom Palace, Erilla

Juliana was in her mid to late 50's. Her once flawless porcelain skin had cracked over time, her eyes didn't have the same illumination they once held, and her gowns had to be taken out more than once. Gray had taken over most her her hair color, but the ends of her held the remaining black color she once had. She had clearly aged since her prime, but she still commanded a room unlike any other. She entered the throne room to music. No smile graced her face, but her presence was ethereal. Her emerald green dress just hardly skimmed the floor giving the impression that she glided with every step she took. 

Princess Rhaenys Alexandra followed behind her wearing the new dress. It was red, she seemed very excited about the darker color being able to hide more stains. She skipped ahead too far, stepping on the back of Juliana's dress. She brought both her hands to her mouth to cover her wide open mouth, but Juliana didn't even stop. They both sat on large chairs waiting for the new members to be introduced.

Evelyn was formally presented as the newest member of court along with five other young women and five young men. Traditionally, that meant having her name announced in front of the current members of court, officially greeting the Queen, and a dinner in order to get to know each other. Each of them walked a long carpet in front of the other members before coming up to the Queen to show their respect and gratitude.

They all had roles to play, and Evelyn's position was one that was highly coveted. She was to assist and observe the Queen, a position unofficially referred to as The Queen's Rosebud. Evelyn could feel all the eyes on her as she entered the room. She was the last to be introduced so she had plenty of time to calm herself down enough to keep looking forward. She stood before the Queen and Princess and curtsied, "A pleasure to meet you, Your Majesty. I look forward to serving you." Evelyn glanced over at the Princess and smiled. Rhaenys poked her lips out, making a funny face. Evelyn playfully wrinkled her nose. Juliana tensed slightly as she witnessed the exchange, she tapped the edge of her chair... "Thank you, Provincial Evelyn. You may take you place with the others." Evelyn curtsied again then went to take her place.
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Dinner was served immediately afterwards. Evelyn was greeted immediately by former Rosebuds, and some of the women currently serving. One woman was particularly kind, Adeline Wright. She was young as well, but older than Evelyn. Blonde, beautiful, and polite. She managed to get Evelyn relatively alone out on the balcony. The both of them held crystal cups of sweet wine.

"It's so nice to finally meet the second Welles. You are way overdue!"
"Third actually, but one of my brothers does not come to court."
"...Right! He was before my time, I believe. I do hope he's doing well."
Evelyn smiled, "I wanted to come to court years ago, but my father didn't think I was ready." 
"Nonsense. Your brother will make you very popular. He'll introduce you to whomever you like."
"Reyum?"
"Yes! It took me months to get close to him, and weeks of persuasion before he introduced me to my husband." 
"....Reyum?"

Adeline laughed, "Yes! I've often wondered how he resists the urge to play matchmaker for himself, but he has his reasons." 
Evelyn could only blink then take a sip of wine to avoid saying something she'd regret. 
"You must let him know I was the first friend you made at court and I have four sisters at home!"
Evelyn stared at her for a second then forced a laugh, "Of course." 

They spoke a little while longer then ventured back in with everyone else.
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Juliana and Rhaenys made a quick disappearance after everyone was introduced. Rhaenys had to go back up to her room and Juliana was fuming about her stepping on her dress. The maids were ready to take the Princess away, but she couldn't help but poke the sleeping bear. Juliana hadn't said a word to her, she hadn't even looked at her. Rhaenys ventured over to her looking up at her, "My dress is clean." 

Juliana continued to look forward for a few moments before she slowly turned her head to look down at her, "I asked one thing of you and you failed miserably. You have no reason to be proud, I most certainly am not." She waved her hand, the maids came in to urge Rhaenys away from Juliana.
Roger
"I dont have a problem with that at all! This place was getting a little stale anyway" Jobu says as he jumps out of his seat in a Juvenal style of excitement.
Jamie
**Demetrius Verton
High Bloom Castle, Erilla**

The invitation had felt more like another task than anything else. The new members of the High Bloom court were to me introduced, and Queen Regent Barbaric wanted to assure every debutante had a man to dance with. He didn't doubt that's why his name appeared on the roster, but a night outside the posts wasn't to be dismissed so easily. 

It wasn't his first invitation to an event of this nature, and he doubted it would be his last. His father was among the Araedian officers, and with his recent passing, Demetrius was expected to take that place. His mother, bless her soul, did everything to make her son look as respectable as his father had, but the man hadn't aged into that hard, stoic look yet. 

His features were firm, something his parents had passed to him; hard jaw, deep set eyes, and thick dark hair that only tamed while wet. He'd gotten the features of his Amorothian mothers family, though the hazel of his eyes was purely his fathers and not the ice blue of his cousins in the south. For the occasion, he wore his uniform: a well fitted shirt beneath a deep collared coat that was clasped with silver buttons. Not every member of the militia was granted one, but it had been passed to him after his fathers passing, and with the title 'successor' murmured by those around him, it only felt fitting he actually adorn it. 

The evening was starting, with the new members introduced before dinner would be called, and Demetrius found himself mingling. He knew a few faces from previous experience, but it was awfully helpful he'd arrived early, and had the benefit of watching everyone be introduced.
Douglas
Reyum Welles, 
High Bloom Palace, Erilla

Reyum watched with respectable interest while everyone was introduced to court, but there was not one face in attendance that he had not seen before. He wasn't the friendliest of courtiers, but he was certainly well known. He'd really made a name for himself at High Bloom. It was known that he had the Queen's ear, and that she trusted and respected him. He kept a look of indifference at each of the new courtiers until Evelyn entered. She did wonderfully walking in. She looked beautiful, poised, and she wasn't overly smiling. By the time she reached The Queen, he had a bit of a smirk on his face. 

Of course, it faded quickly to a stony stare when she decided to cozy up to the Princess instead of the person she'd actually be serving. Reyum saw the look on Juliana's face, and he knew that was going to be a situation he'd have to smooth over before it begun. He'd told Evelyn only hours earlier to stay away, but he didn't think she'd need someone guiding her hand with such ridiculous things.
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When the introductions were made he attempted to pull Evelyn to the side, but she was accosted by a group of women. He lowly growled, deciding to let her enjoy the evening before he talked some sense into her the next morning. 

He made the rounds, greeting everyone and inquiring as to how they were.

Demetrius was an old face, but in an entirely new position after the death of his Father. The man was only a year older than his younger brother, a bit of a vision of what Brandon could have been in Reyum's eyes. He greeted him warmly, "Demetrius, nice to see you here. You were greatly missed while you were away training." He laughed shortly then shook his head, "Your absence at court has given me quite the headache actually. You left an impression on more than a few of the Queen's Petals." He took a drink from his glass then remembered he was forgetting to say something very important, "Ah, as if that's even a factor on your mind as of late... I was very sorry to hear about your Father." Coming from Reyum, that was a great compliment.