Sannerby-Annestad wrote:Aeternaea wrote:
Upon seeing that Nykvist was not joining the dance or the feast, Lady W'Zae'Nae dances her way towards him and curtsies, "Lord Nykvist?" She says with her musical voice. "I can see that you are perhaps having a hard time choosing what to do first! Perhaps you would like to join my younger sister, Lady W'Tae'Ys? This is her first formal gala, and she would love to perhaps dance with a foreign adventurer such as yourself?" She smiles at the statement. "Or perhaps, should you be more interested in feasting, you could always go and join the nobles at the banquet tables?" She gestures over towards the tables where many nobles are convening to feast together. "The other option, should you wish to get some fresh, albeit cold, air; is the Tower of the Moon. From there you can see all of Tene'Dakn, and the Loledan Sea. If you wish for this, I could point you in the right direction?" Upon giving the options, she stands and smiles gently, awaiting the response.
At this time, the next song began, a slow and elegant one. She turns to watch as nobles and merchants from across Aeternaea begin to dance with one another; temporarily blurring the lines between classes, as is a tradition in Aeternaean dances. To show that, although people come from different social standings, they are all still the same in the end; mortals. It even got to the point that the staff, those whom were on a break, began to join in the dance, although they did not go beyond their social standing... until a young noblewoman, probably someone related to the thirty-two lower families, walked over to a young waitress and asked her to dance. After this, they began to intermingle and enjoy themselves more.
Lady W'Zae'Nae turns back towards Nykvist and asks, "I do hope that one of the options I presented is to your satisfaction?" she smiles. "If not, if there's anything else you would like to do, please let myself or one of my colleagues know and I am sure that we could arrange it." She lets her arms lie, clapsed together in front of her as she keeps her smile on her face; the lights causing her heterochromatic eyes to shine brightly. The music , the scent of the food, and the sounds of merriment filling the room around them. She seemed to genuinely wish for her guests to enjoy themselves, and use this opportunity to relax as best as they could.
"I think I'll go and join the nobles at the banquet tables. Unfortunately, I do not know how to dance. Dancing is a social event practised only by the nobility in the Most Serene Republic, and thus given my status in the burgher class it is not something I have ever been taught to do. However, I am sure I would be able to entertain the nobles with stories of our journey here and with information of a distant land, though." Nykvist replied.
He knew his place within society though; he should treat the nobles with respect. They were above him in the natural order of things; they gave him security and prosperity in response to his servitude. But unlike in some societies, such as the backwards Kabryonic wastelands around him, he was not in servitude to a specific noble back in the Most Serene Republic; in stead, he served them as a collective group; just like the clergy and peasants did, and like how the commoners served all the four above classes. However, they allowed his class to have a say in the government, which was good.
He noticed the spot that the Aeternaean noblewoman was talking about. He didn't speak Aeternaean and thus didn't know her name, but she seemed friendly enough. He approached the noblemen, his shoulder-length blonde hair flicking around as he did so, and dipped his head in courtesy. He asked them politely if he could sit in the empty space, and waited for their response.
The noblewoman smiled, then spoke in Dea'Pi'Liu, the diplomatic tongue, referred to as common by some, and by other names by many, "You are welcome to join us, good sir." She stated calmly, "I am Lady Shae'W'Dea. These are my friends; Sir Ne'O'S, Lord Fy'Ee, Lord Rho'S'Qin'P, Lord Mae'Ne'Uu, Lady Ne'Tae, Dame Aa'Ji, Miss Ne'Ji, and Mister Vae'Uu." She pointed out each of them as she mentioned them. They were all from varying backgrounds; lower nobles, honoured veterans, merchants, and servants. They each greeted the guest as best as they could; some were unable to speak Dea'Pi'Liu, so struggled to get a greeting across.
Vae'Uu got up from his seat and went to pull out a chair for their guest, seeing as he was technically a servant, he believed it was his duty to be as accommodating as possible. "So, good sir... what do you think of Lolede? It's merely a poor representation of the Holy City, but we try our best." She states. "Tell us about your thoughts and opinions?" she smiles.
"Also tell us about your journeys!" Said Sir Ne'O'S aloud, with a tad too much alcohol on his breath; the louder he was, the more drunk he was.
"And, if you please... what your goals are for coming here? You wouldn't sail all the way here, merely for fun...?" Said Lord Fy'Ee calmly, while looking over to the guest.
"Please, good sirs, one at a time!" Said Lady Shae'W'Dea. "I apologise for their actions, they don't mean to offend, we are all just curious of travelers... as we imagine you are about our lands?" She relaxes a bit and sips a bit of her drink. "Please answer whatever you can, if you wish, and we will try to answer your questions in turn, if it be permitted to." She also gestures towards the food at the table, "You can of course sample our spiced cuisine while we discuss things. We use a variety of spices that add unique flavours; the best being the ones that add a 'Punch' to the meals... we believe in the common languages it is referred to as... 'Spi-cey?' or something like that? It is the Holy Archduke's favourite type of food, as he loves its flavour, and has a personal goal of trying to find something that would be 'Spi'cey' to his pallet?" She sighs at that. "Something that none of us nobles have yet achieved... anyways, tell us your stories, your opinions, and your goals! We'd love to trade information." She cheers up and smiles.