Masquerade Ball

[Ilmare]

She took a sip out of her glass, trying not to choke for laughing.

[Garland]

Garland turned to Murazor. "So, Lord Murazor, do you mean to say that someone has marred the 'good' name of Bauglir by setting you up? How is it possible? I heard that Lord Aragorn wittnessed your deed with his own two eyes."

[~Tom~]

"Oh maybe you could help sort that out Goblin boy , why dont you go back to your hole and make another potion , for your servant Vaire , who m, i am certain backstabbed the Queen of Gondor , but if im not mistaken shes form Moria to , hmm , if only Aragorn wernt so blind " he said looking at the man .

[Lancir Misolen]

Lancir walked up to garland and bowed and looked at him
"Once again m'lord nice talent at the trials" he took a sip of ale and held his chest where the holes are

"Skilled with bow Lord Galrand is to"

[Garland]

Garland laughed hard at Murazor's comment. "I'm sorry my friend, potion making isn't one of my talents. And as for 'gobblin boy', I am pleased you enjoy my mask." Garland smiled and tilted his glass to Murazor. "A fine ball the Lady of Mirkwood throws wouldn't you say? Perhaps you should have held one in Rivendale while you had the chance. Goodday sir." Garland turned as walked away from Murazor.

As he took a few steps he was approached by Lancir. He returned Lancir's bow, "Thank you, Lancir. I must say, it was not a light victory, the match could have easily gone the other way. You are a strong oppent in the arena." Garland turned and ushered Arien over to the conversation. "My lord, have you met my friend, Lady Arien of Gondor?" He looked to Arien, "This gentleman nearly bested me in Gondor's tournament recently."

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

"Murazor!" Morsereg hissed as he approached, glaring, "I will not stand to hear you speak of my friends like that. Rivendell has fallen, and if I hear such cold words spouting from your mouth again, Mirkwood shall be in flames." He growled softly, "You don't deserve to even look upon us, scum of Morgoth."

[Ilmare]

Ilmare smiled and layed a hand upon Morseregs Arm. "Thank you dear, but don't let us spoil this day and meet Arien, too. She has a gift in craftmanship." She turned her back towards Murazor, to show him her cold shoulder.

[~Tom~]

Murazor looked at Morsereg and said "Shut up , your the biggest waste of a maia i
have ever seen. You use your family for Generals, but they dont want to be , your losing it , so dont talk of me of friends and honour . When you can bearly keep your family together . " with that he turned his back to Morseref , he wouldnt lower himself to this pigs level, and" btw , you might think your immortal but all i need to do is ask my grandfather,and im sure hed like you dead "

[Alcorad]

Doren shook his head and nodded to Murazor with a silent nod of acknowledgement and then he turned to Morsereg. "Such behavior towards our gracious host? My, my Morsereg, I thought that your restraint was a higher calibur. We must be gracious guests to our gracious host, Queen Siranna. I am sure that she is doing the best she can now that King Thranduil departed beyond Western Shores to Valinor. We must honor the memory that he left behind and show the Queen the same respect that we would give him. Prince Legolas is here no doubt and he would be very offended to hear such hurtful words towards his homelands."

[Siranna]

Siranna walked up to the small group of Murazor, Morsereg, and Ilmare. "THis is not meant to be hostile. I invited everyone under the conditions that your swords stay in your sheathes. I will not have realms fall because of something I throw off. If I have problems I have no problem taking any of you of of this realm." As Siranna turned, she shot a glance of anger and dissappointment at Murazor.

[~Tom~]

He looked at siranna and bowed and said "Good night my lady ," and he walked out of the ball.

[Arien]

Arien walked over to Garland and tapped him on the shoulder. "Lord Garland, I have some exciting news."

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

Morsereg bowed to Siranna, "I apologize, my lady. Hearing him talk of Lady Ilmare like that, well...it set me off," He smirked slightly, "And, for the record, I do not consider myself immortal. I never have, and I never will. I will not bear the same flaws as the fool Morgoth was."

[Garland]

Garland watched and laughed under his breath as Sirrana gave Murazor the scolding look, sending him off somewhere to pout. Better comedy he had not seen in ages. He took another sip of his wine when there came a tap at his shoulder. He turned around to see Arien smiling, "Exciting news? Please, do tell."

[Arien]

She grined. "I have been offered a postion in Rohan." She smiled and continued. "I am the Queen of Rohan." She said with excitment.