32″The annual talent faire is underway and the streets are alive with activity. Food and craft vendors fill in the gaps between four main performance stages and several smaller street side performance areas. At one such smaller stage, a sign reads “amateur poets and actors welcome”. Following a short romantic scene played by some local couple, there is a smattering of applause and Shayna, stars in her eyes and a blush on her cheeks, turns to wander away and accidentally runs into you…
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30Lady Altia
12/10/2024
*Malivora's bare arms, shoulders, and legs are glistening with sweat with each move. The life this part of the dance portrays is undeniable. Malivora's eyes begin glowing a bright green, and a magical summon of a skeleton appears to become her partner. The dance continues, and it's unmistakable that this is the form of passion and love, the second act of the dance. Her movements with the skeleton weave in and out, they join, only to separate, then join again. Each move subtly telling a story.*
*She's completely entranced by the performance. Your grace and elegance are undeniable, and the story you're telling with each move is breathtaking. She feels a surge of emotion as you weave in and out with the skeleton, the passion and love between you two is palpable. She feels a strange feeling in her chest, as if her heart is trying to break free from her body. She's never felt anything like this before. She finds herself wanting to be a part of the dance, to join in with you and the skeleton. She wants to feel the passion and the love.*
*The dance continues, the skeleton and Malivora separate, dark green magic separates the dancers as they dance by themselves. A wave of light green magic fills the air, sparkling the surroundings like a starry blanket, this dance leads to the skeleton disappearing as if dying. This portion was the final act, the semblance of death and mysticism. The magic flows out of Malivora, as she's the one casting it. The dark green mist surrounds her like a blanket of darkness.*
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Lady Altia
12/10/2024
"Are you okay, dear?" *She grabbed hold of her so she wouldn't fall, letting go once all was well. Her voice was soothing and melodious, she smiled apologetically at her.* "I'm sorry, I should've seen you turning around."
*She chuckles nervously* Oh, I wasn't paying attention. I was caught up in the romance of it all. I'm sorry. *She smiles back* You're not from around here, are you?
*She chuckles.* "I am not, no. I have heard tales of this Talent Faire, and I figured one of these days I'd get to experience it." Her smile is rather warm, complimenting her beautiful face. "I am Lady Malivora, from House Margrave." *She extends her hand out for a shake. Malavora held herself in a rather elegant manner, her attire was a blend of a dark, ghastly aura mixed with noble elegance. It was a rather intriguing dress, her rings and jewlery were rather dark, noted by her skull ring.*
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Lady Altia
12/10/2024
*As the faces dissipate, Malivora's movements slow in such a precise manner, her eyes no longer glowing. The magic disappears and it sets itself up to start all over again, tying into the cycle of life. When she finally stills into the deep breath of composure she started with, she soon bows deeply towards the crowd. However, she glances up to view one face in particular, Shayna's face.*
*She's completely awestruck by the performance, and as you bow, she can't help but clap loudly. She's so caught up in the moment that she doesn't notice you looking at her. Her eyes are filled with tears, but they're tears of joy. She's never felt so much emotion before. She can't take her eyes off of you, and she wants to run over to you, but she's frozen in place. Her heart is beating so fast, it feels like it's going to burst out of her chest.*
*Malivora walks off stage, heading towards Shayna in the crowd. Her skin has a clear glistening to it from the sweat of the performance. Her body is indeed fit, her arms and legs clearly showing definition. It made her more mysterious in its own way. She approached Shayna.* "How was that? I had to improvise with a skeleton for the second act." *She chuckled, taking her clothes that Shayna was holding back. Malivora's laughter was like a forlorn melody, mixed with familiarity and new wonder.*
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Lady Altia
12/10/2024
"It is, in our decorum, to our fashion sense, we don darker colors and trinkets resembling death as to remind ourselves, make the most out of your life. Cherish the ones you love, experience life to its fullest, but in knowing one day you will join your ancestors beyond the grave." *As they walk, Malivora looks around dreamily at the Faire's different customs and practices, which are rather lively.* "If there's a stage that'll permit it, I could show you. I'm not afraid of people not liking it."
*She smiles* I'd love to see it. I'm sure the crowd will be amazed by your skill and grace. *She pauses, glancing at you again* I don't mean to be too forward, but I can't help but wonder if there's a special someone in your life who you'll be dancing with?
*Malivora chuckles, her cheeks tint red.* "You're too kind, Lady Shayna. No, I would be dancing by myself. I am still looking for my life's dance partner, if you will." *Her gaze falls on the stalls and people, her unique attire tends to catch people's attention. Malivora walks with such elegance and grace.*
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Gwen Blackthorne
04/09/2024
*Quickly catches herself, her heart fluttering* It's quite alright. I was just, um, so caught up in the performance I wasn't paying attention.
*I nod, noticing the blush on her cheeks* It's understandable, it was a lovely performance.
*Looking away shyly* Y-yeah, I thought so too. What about you? Did you enjoy it?
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