[D4 EE] RP Thread: A Musical Evening

[Leovall Marten]

"I believe so." He indicates where Liliane was dancing. "Lili is enjoying herself and so too is Terrance. I will have to let my family know how it is here. Perhaps we'll make the journey more often in the future."

[Rayley Meadows]

"And what wine would this be? If you would allow me to harbor a guess, I imagine this is your favored label." Jyn looked down at the contents and then back up to Rayley. "I only make that assumption because earlier we had Lysa and her father's choice."

"Oh, I wasn't born of the Reach," Rayley laughed, "I can't tell a good wine from one that's all right. But I do like it chilled like this."

[Jynessa Tremaine]

"Nonsense. And if that were true, then I can surely teach you how to acquire such a taste. You are right, though, that such a treat is good after such exertion." Jyn looked down at the glass and then back at Rayley with a perked brow. "Such activities span farther than simply dancing."

[Ser Harben Varner]

Harben had been lingering near the back of the hall, as befitting his station. He was still wearing the ermine-trimmed surcoat over the plum tunic, but peeking out from under the right cuff was the ends of a silvery ribbon, bearing an embroidered grape vine. It took some degree of will, but he tore his eyes from Mariessa, and moved towards Marten and Alicent.

He tapped the Lord on the shoulder, bowing deeply, "Lord Marten, would you be terribly offended if I cut in?"

[Mariessa Tremaine]

"I believe so." He indicates where Liliane was dancing. "Lili is enjoying herself and so too is Terrance. I will have to let my family know how it is here. Perhaps we'll make the journey more often in the future."

"Oh, but isn't it an awfully long trek to make?" she was a little surprised, "I mean, not that we would not welcome you, of course, but it sounded like such a lengthy journey when Terrance told me of it."

Mari cast a slightly hopeful glance about for the bastard-Marten.

[Leovall Marten]

"True enough, but only my uncle had ever attended a tournament here before so..." In other words more often would be every few years rather than hardly ever.

[Marten Tremaine]

"Hrm." Marten grunted acknowledgement of the first, before smiling at the second. "Well... perhaps men's tastes don't change so much as all that." He said, his deep voice pitched low.

Remembering himself, Marten cleared his throat again. "Mari told me that you attended one of Maester Simon's lessons. I hope you found it enjoyable."

She chuckled gently, willing to leave the light flirting at that. The man probably had a wife, after all, and certainly had daughters her own age. It would be bad to press. "I did, very much so. Thank you again for your generosity in allowing me to attend. We ended up speaking a bit about House Gardener and the history of the Reach."

"Ah, good." Marten said cheerfully. He gave her a look with raised eyebrows. "In fact, Mari mentioned that you proved the equal of all of Maester Simon's questions. Very impressive."

Harben had been lingering near the back of the hall, as befitting his station. He was still wearing the ermine-trimmed surcoat over the plum tunic, but peeking out from under the right cuff was the ends of a silvery ribbon, bearing an embroidered grape vine. It took some degree of will, but he tore his eyes from Mariessa, and moved towards Marten and Alicent.

He tapped the Lord on the shoulder, bowing deeply, "Lord Marten, would you be terribly offended if I cut in?"

Marten frowned thoughtfully at the newcomer... he looked very familiar, and not just in a recent few days sort of way either. "Certainly. Milady..." This latter was said with a bow to Alicent, as graceful as the dancing.

He stepped away from the dance floor.

[Terrance Stone]

Terrance was still in his corner of the room, watching for anything unusual. He did see Mari glance his way as she spoke with Leo. Taking his cup of wine in hand, he walked in their direction.

[Mariessa Tremaine]

"True enough, but only my uncle had ever attended a tournament here before so..." In other words more often would be every few years rather than hardly ever.

"Well, if you or anyone in your family pass through our lands, you are more than welcome to the hospitality of my family at Riverrest," she offered sincerely. "Uncle Kevith would probably like the opportunity to teach you more wrestling."

Mari's smile grew a little more as she noticed Terrance approaching.

[Alicent Feyther]

Marten frowned thoughtfully at the newcomer... he looked very familiar, and not just in a recent few days sort of way either. "Certainly. Milady..." This latter was said with a bow to Alicent, as graceful as the dancing.

He stepped away from the dance floor.

Alicent curtsied as her new dance partner stepped in. "Alicent Feyther," she introduced as she took up proper dance position. "A pleasure to meet you, milord."