Event Log: The Hope of a Child

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the The Hope of a Child event
Where: All over the city!
When: January 23rd-Feb 1st
Warnings: Youths

By now, the gods have probably done enough weird crap to you while you're asleep for you to be a little suspicious- but it's not like you can just not sleep, especially when there are a few supernatural forces making your eyes droopy and your body feel heavy.

And now, when you fall asleep, you'll wake up somewhere else and you'll likely have quite a different temperament- you'll be younger, maybe a little more naive and innocent, and you won't exactly remember all the wild stuff that's happened to your adult self. Maybe now you'll be a little more trusting and emotional, hm? The gods could definitely use a little boost in power, and what better way to do it than to harness the power of overemotional kiddos!

Or maybe you aren't affected at all and find yourself surrounded by youths. What are you going to do when your best friend doesn't know how to cook for themselves? Or your bitter rival is throwing a temper tantrum because they broke their favorite toy? Nobody asked for this kind of responsibility, but think about what would happen if nobody was around to take care of these babies...

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[bythewaves]

He recognise the hair, although the body is far too young, and the skill is raw but already promising, despite that he doesn't know the style.

He shakes his head and bows a little, politely.

"No, little lady. I was only passing through. But you show good skill, and I could not help but stop to watch."

[elegant_and_proud]

"Thank you, kind sir. I try to train for at least two hours every day..."

She trails off as something occurs to her. Her dress is not overly fancy, and there are no servants attending her. Her governess isn't even present.

"I said nothing of being a Lady. How did you know?"

Maybe he knows more about this strange place than she does, and she can learn something! That's what she's hoping, anyway.

[bythewaves]

"All girls and women are ladies, are they not?" He smiles at her.

"So lady you are, unless you prefer me not to use that term."

[elegant_and_proud]

She returns the smile. If he calls all girls and women ladies unless given reason not to, that's a bit different. That's not the same as outing her, or something that could put her in peril of kidnapping.

"Well, you are right, so I don't mind if you call me a lady."

She pauses from the swordplay and gives a formal curtsey - the exact sort that would have gotten a brief approving look from her parents for doing it neatly and correctly.

[bythewaves]

He bows back to her, court formal.

"Then well met, lady! Maglor, at your service. Might I know your name?"

Although he's more and more convinced he knows who this is.

[elegant_and_proud]

She's delighted to see that Maglor is familiar with the proper formalities and it shows in her expression and body language. There's something about him that seems vaguely familiar, too, but she can't recall ever meeting him personally. Maybe he's friends with her parents, or perhaps he's one of the guild's customers - someone who would be requesting the services of one of their older members rather than those of a completely unintimidating young girl.

"My name is Syl--" she starts, and then cuts herself off from spouting off a long string of names. There's only one in the list she wants to go by here. "Please call me Ikaruga."

[bythewaves]

Oh, now that is interesting. Clearly, Ikaruga was more than just Ikaruga, once. But Maglor's folk strongly respect the changing of a name, and although he files the thought away in interest he tips his head to her solemnly and agrees.

"Well met, Lady Ikaruga. Tis good to make the acquaintance of so formidable a swordswoman. Your teachers are clearly very skilled, and must enjoy so studious a pupil!"

[elegant_and_proud]

She nods at that, pleased at Maglor's assessment. "It's very nice to meet you as well, Maglor." She's remembered her courtesies, even if they're not as smoothly stated as they are in adulthood.

"I have to be strong," she says firmly. "Only strong mages belong in the Death's Head Caucus guild. I have to train very hard every day so that I can protect my family and so that I won't have to marry that stupidhead my father says I have to marry when I am of age."

It's not exactly the most dignified or ladylike word, but it's clear that it's the most polite she can muster when it comes to this particular person.

[bythewaves]

"Ah, I see." He nods, and files that rather interesting guild name away. "It sounds like your father doesn't understand a young lady's heart very well! Although I'm sure he's just trying to look out for you. Have you told him that you don't want to marry er... stupidhead?"