It was not every day that a man became betrothed. Such events deserved a worthy celebration; something which would be told and retold for years, nay generations, to come. That was why Innes had extended his invitation to Nicolas three days before. Surely half the battle of creating a legendary party was having someone present who was qualified to tell the tale. A minstrel fitted that need perfectly.
Besides, it gave Innes an excuse to stand outside The Boar's Tusk at regular intervals, making sure he got fresh air and took breaks between the inevitable drinking. He was tipsy, certainly - his usual limit of one having been surpassed even at this early juncture in the evening - but he was not as far along as some of his friends. If they all made it beyond ten bells, it would be a miracle to rival the defeat of the Blight.
From the tavern behind him, the dull roar of people enjoying themselves spilled out into the street, enticing a few passersby into investigating the source of the entertainment. Each newcomer was welcomed with a swig of a tankard and a call to sit down awhile. A bit of music would definitely not go amiss at this point.
Resting against the wall of the building, just to the left of the door, Innes waited for the possible arrival of Nicolas. There was no guarantee that the man would make an appearance so he did not linger long each time he did come outside. To his tipsy head, it made sense to just pop in and out of the tavern on the off-chance of meeting Nicolas!
Post by Nicolas Lytton on Jan 27, 2017 15:01:29 GMT -5
Nicolas couldn't turn down the opportunity of going to a party, not when he was told that he was needed. So, when Innes brought up the fact that a minstrel could be used and was then formally invited to this gathering, Nicolas thought that it would be extremely rude for him to not turn up and leave his poor new acquaintance hanging in the dust. No, Nicolas wasn't that sort of person. He had been asked to come, and so he was going. He would fill the night with song to go along with dance, as well as the occasional mug of ale when he wanted to really kick his night into gear.
Walking towards the tavern that he had been directed to go to, The Boar's Tusk, Nicolas immediately realized that he was indeed going to the right place. The party seemed in full effect, with many drunken people stumbling out into the street before him. It made Nicolas excited, he would love to be one of those people on a night like this. This entertainment would not go amiss and he would do whatever it humanly took to get a role in this party. Every party needed music, Nicolas believed, so to be asked if he would come and be the fine minstrel of the night was a badge of honour for Nicolas.
Heading closer and closer, Nicolas clutched his lute as he held it by his side and increased his pace towards the tavern. The sooner he could get there and speak to Innes about what was going on and what he was wanted to do, then the better. Besides, Nicolas believed he had been a bit sober for far too long. Reaching the tavern, Nicolas spotted the familiar face of Innes outside and smiled at him, approaching closer.
"I'm not late, am I?" Nicolas chuckled, tapping his fingers on the lute. "I came as quick as I could."
Post by Innes Cameron on Jan 29, 2017 5:57:35 GMT -5
Pushing himself off the wall, Innes made to return into the tavern for another drink when his eye caught sight of the dark-haired figure of Nicolas hurrying along the street, lute in hand.
"Nicolas!" he called, raising a hand in cheery welcome as he beckoned the minstrel over. "Good to see you!"
The other man seemed in good form, already grinning at sight of the comings and goings from The Boar's Tusk. Well, at least he knew what was awaiting him inside; everyone would be pleased to have the entertainment arrive - no doubt Nicolas would be overwhelmed with offers for a drink. He hoped the man was capable of playing whilst drunk. There was no chance he'd be allowed to stay sober.
"I'm not late, am I?" Nicolas began to laugh - another good sign! "I came as quick as I could."
"No, you arrived exactly when you meant to!" Innes grinned, clapping the man on the back. "Come in and I'll introduce you." He shouldered open the door and walked in to a chorus of cheers which only increased in volume when they caught sight of Nicolas in his wake, carrying his lute.
Pointing to a man who, at that precise moment, was chugging down a tankard of Maker only knew what, Innes nudged Nicolas with his elbow. "That's the man of the moment. A pity his betrothed can't see him, hm?" He laughed and shook his head, turning fully to Nicolas. "Right, what do you need from me? I've brought the crowd, you've brought the music - let's make this a party!"
Post by Nicolas Lytton on Feb 10, 2017 6:47:04 GMT -5
"Nicolas!" Looking up, Nicolas smiled in the direction of where he heard the voice come from. He saw Innes beckoning him over and moved to do just that. "Good to see you!"
"And you, Innes." Nicolas smiled warmly. From what little Nicolas could tell from the situation, he kinda had the small feeling that Innes was a little drunk. "Looks like you're having a good time."
"No, you arrived exactly when you meant to!" Breathing a sigh of relief, Nicolas switched hands on his lute. The worst thing he could have done was be late, that would have made a terrible impression on the party guests. But he was here and he was ready, although he did not think that his type of music would suit a party of this kind. "Come in and I'll introduce you."
The two of them walking inside, Nicolas took a step back and blinked a few times. The cheering, which Nicolas could obviously see was for him, only intensified when he rose his lute into the air with a smile. The atmosphere was electric and intoxicating, he could have done with a lot more of this when he was out on the road.
"That's the man of the moment. A pity his betrothed can't see him, hm?" Nicolas turned his head when Innes nudged him and smiled at the 'man of the moment'. Nicolas wished that he could be like that sometimes, drunk enough not to care and let the world pass him by. He was a man dealing with a head full of bad memories, but that did not mean he could not enjoy himself.
"I'm not sure she'd want to see him." Nicolas chuckled. "He's probably too drunk to realize who she is."
"Right, what do you need from me? I've brought the crowd, you've brought the music - let's make this a party!" Nicolas scanned the room and tried to look for a place to sit. He needed space, breathing room and a stool. That way he could make the music that these people wanted to hear.
"I need a stool and a vantage point." Nicolas smiled. "I like to see my crowd when I play for them. Hop to it, soldier!"
Post by Innes Cameron on Feb 12, 2017 9:45:05 GMT -5
To his credit, Nicolas was taking the demands upon his abilities in his stride. He looked about the room when Innes asked what he needed, evidently making hasty decisions about what was and wasn't possible.
"I need a stool and a vantage point." He declared at last. "I like to see my crowd when I play for them. Hop to it, soldier!"
Laughing, Innes clapped him on the shoulder again before heeding the orders. Within a few minutes, a corner near the bar was cleared of drunken fools, and a large crate upturned with a stool placed on top. The success of fulfilling all of Nicolas' requirements was celebrated with another round of drinks, and Innes joined in with the toast, taking a larger gulp than he probably should have done. Though he was still the most sober of his friends.
Retracing his steps towards Nicolas, he pushed a overflowing tankard into the free hand of the minstrel before gesturing that all was ready. "As ordered, ser!" he grinned, shouldering people out of the way so that Nicolas did not have to duck and weave to his spot. He leant closer so that the crowd were not privy to what he had to say. "Look, just play whatever you want. So long as it's cheery and fast paced, you'll be the toast of the room. So long as you're having fun, so will we."
Post by Nicolas Lytton on Feb 26, 2017 16:42:26 GMT -5
"As ordered, ser!" Following Innes as he pushed his way through the crowd towards Nicolas' spot. Without much hassle, he climbed on the crate and sat on the stool, preparing himself by limbering up his fingers. Watching as a few of the patrons started to look his way, Nicolas took a deep breath and readied himself to play. He was quite anxious, although he did not know why. If he could strum his lute and get a round of applause from an entire tavern then he could play at this venue with absolutely no trouble.
"Look, just play whatever you want. So long as it's cheery and fast paced, you'll be the toast of the room. So long as you're having fun, so will we." Nicolas smiled, patting Innes on the shoulder. He moved his neck a little and placed his lute down, before leaning towards Innes' ears.
"Don't worry about it, I'm gonna light this place on fire." Nicolas chuckled and grinned. "Now, go and find a place with a good view. You'll want a vantage point of your own to see all of this."
Cracking his knuckles, Nicolas picked up the lute and strummed slowly, before beginning to slowly pick up the pace in a rhythm that the crowd could clap along to. He smiled as he played, closing his eyes and feeling the rhythm. He was in his element, and could not think of a better place to be at the time. He would play until his fingers ached, and then he would get a drink and rest before he got up to play some more. The night was barely begun, after all.
Post by Innes Cameron on Feb 28, 2017 17:38:18 GMT -5
If Nicholas was nervous, it didn't show. "Don't worry about it, I'm gonna light this place on fire." He gave a chuckle and started to grin. "Now, go and find a place with a good view. You'll want a vantage point of your own to see all of this."
Keen to see just what Nicolas was capable of doing, Innes retreated to the bar and ordered himself another drink, eagerly gulping it down before ordering another. He kept his attention fixed upon the minstrel, watching as his fingers moved faster and faster over the strings of his lute, seemingly gaining energy from the rambunctious crowd who greeted his music with cheers.
Soon enough, the whole tavern was a mass of spinning couples and a few folk with their hands in the air, looking for all the world as if they just did not care. Even Innes had been hauled into a few of the dances. But his tipsy state could only continue so long without requiring topping up. He extracted himself from the dancing and made his way across to Nicolas, leaning forward and raising his voice so the minstrel could hear over his music.
"Do you want to come for a drink?" Innes shouted. "I think you deserve a break!" He thumbed over his shoulder. "You've impressed them! Everyone's having a great time!"
Post by Nicolas Lytton on Mar 1, 2017 15:47:40 GMT -5
Focused on playing the music, Nicolas did not see the reaction that the crowd had to him. He could hear cheers and applause for his playing, but paid attention to little else that was going on. His mind was focused on the job at-hand, and that was to play the best music that these people had ever heard in their entire lives. Nicolas always strived to improve himself and the music that he played, and doing exactly what he was doing now was his way of doing it. No matter how many callouses and cuts he would gain from the strings, the friction burns and the aching wrists, he would practice and practice non-stop, for making music was in his eyes truly one of the only things he was good at.
"Do you want to come for a drink?" The familiar sound of Innes' voice spurred Nicolas to open his eyes, turning to smile at his friend. He had been completely and utterly lost in what he was doing, but he was glad that Innes was at least still there to listen to him and his music. "I think you deserve a break!"
"It's about time someone said that!" Nicolas chuckled. "My fingers are gonna blister if I keep going!"
"You've impressed them! Everyone's having a great time!" Nicolas smiled. That was a sentence that he really needed to hear. He was glad that somehow he'd managed to make this party better than it already was.
"And so they should be, who doesn't enjoy my music?" Nicolas smiled, jumping down to the floor. "Now come on, you're getting the drink...although come to think of it I might not be able to hold the mug."
Post by Innes Cameron on Mar 2, 2017 15:52:16 GMT -5
He was surprised that his remark brought a smile to Nicolas' face. Surely it was obvious how well he was received by the party-goers? The whole tavern was reverberating with the amount of people stamping and whirling and generally having a good time!
But Nicolas soon demonstrated what Innes assumed was a typical performer's cockiness. "And so they should be, who doesn't enjoy my music?" He laughed in response and backed up so that the other man could hop down from his vantage point. "Now come on, you're getting the drink...although come to think of it I might not be able to hold the mug."
"I'm sure we can find you a pretty girl, or boy - whichever you prefer, to help you with your mug if necessary," Innes joked, clapping him on the back. "Just so long as you can keep playing." He elbowed his way through the throngs of people towards the bar. Once there, he leaned across and flagged down one of the bar maids, more forward than he would otherwise be. But surely the minstrel deserved fast service? "Two ales," he ordered with a grin.
He turned and focused upon Nicolas, more sober now that he had partaken in some dancing. "I know I forgot to arrange your fee." He reached to his pockets and pulled a small coin purse out, pressing it into Nicolas' hand. "My friends and I couldn't agree what we owed you. So we just put it all into a pouch. Hopefully it's enough. If not, just say and I'll sort it out."
Post by Nicolas Lytton on Mar 9, 2017 17:20:59 GMT -5
"I'm sure we can find you a pretty girl, or boy - whichever you prefer, to help you with your mug if necessary," Nicolas chuckled. He would certainly like a girl to accompany him, whether that be to simply hold his mug. He did have terribly weary, achy fingers after all. A good drink was all that he needed to rest and rejuvenate himself, though. A good ale to get him back upon his feet.
"I don't think giving me a girl is a good idea," Nicolas chuckled. "I might upstage my contractor for the night, and we certainly don't want that. I do need to get paid, after all."
"Two ales," Nicolas watched as Innes ordered, before leaning his arm upon the bar. He sighed heavily, continually stretching out his fingers as he patiently waited for a drink. This was the life, no worries or regrets to hold him down. He was back in Denerim for the foreseeable future and this was a perfect way to spend it, drinking the night away until he was completely drunk or could simply no longer strum the lute due to his callouses.
"So, do you know any pretty girls that are here tonight, on that topic?" Nicolas grinned. "I'm sure someone of your stature has saved many a damsel in distress, maybe you've pulled some of their cats down from trees?"
Hoisting his arms up into the air, Nicolas squinted one eye and smiled. "Yes, I can see it now! Innes Cameron, Denerim's very own cat-saving superhero! Never fear, cat ladies! Innes is never too far away!"
"I know I forgot to arrange your fee." Nicolas cocked his head to the side to see Innes pull out a small coinpurse and press it into his hand. With a smile, Nicolas nodded. "My friends and I couldn't agree what we owed you. So we just put it all into a pouch. Hopefully it's enough. If not, just say and I'll sort it out."
"If it pays for food and a bed for the night, then I'm happy." Nicolas nodded once more. "Besides, it's not often that I actually get to spend time with the people who I work for. Normally I'm restricted to playing non-stop. It's a nice change, don't get me wrong."
Post by Innes Cameron on Mar 12, 2017 9:30:04 GMT -5
He was not so drunk that Innes was willing to go along with Nicolas' teasing. Snorting, he rolled his eyes as he dismissed the suggestion that he spent the majority of his time up a tree rescuing felines. In fact, if his memory served, he had never climbed a tree to rescue a cat. Maybe he was doing this whole City Guard thing wrong?
So in order to distract himself from that worrisome thought, Innes pushed the coin purse at Nicolas. Thankfully, the amount which they had collected seemed to be enough for the minstrel.
"If it pays for food and a bed for the night, then I'm happy," Nicolas acknowledged, accepting the money. Well, there was enough to pay that, certainly. "Besides, it's not often that I actually get to spend time with the people who I work for. Normally I'm restricted to playing non-stop. It's a nice change, don't get me wrong."
Raising an eyebrow, Innes picked up his newly delivered ale and pushed the other one towards Nicolas. He took a sip before replying, "really? That seems... wrong. Why wouldn't you be one of the party?" He gave a shake of his head before glancing towards the groom-to-be, chuckling slightly as the man attempted to down six shots of Maker only knew what whilst the crowd around him brayed his name. "If there wasn't a break in the music, we wouldn't be able to convince Gordy to do stupid things."
Speaking of stupid things... "I arrived as a bachelor and I'll go home as a bachelor," Innes grinned. Tales of woe inevitably resulted from dalliances picked up from celebrations such as these. "But I probably know most of the people in here. If you do change your mind about a pretty girl, let me know and I'll introduce you."
He nodded at Nicolas' fingers. "I know it's daft but I never considered that playing an instrument would have consequences like that. I don't know why I didn't think about it. Are you sure you're OK to continue? Maybe I should have found another minstrel so that you could have breaks."
Post by Nicolas Lytton on Mar 31, 2017 15:56:15 GMT -5
"Really? That seems... wrong. Why wouldn't you be one of the party?" Nicolas had asked himself the same question on the times that it had happened. Why couldn't he be down on the floor with the other party-goers? Why couldn't he be socializing and having fun? No, Nicolas had indeed had some terrible experiences when it came to playing at parties, but it never did dampen his spirit about playing them. There were bad times, but there were definitely good ones too. "If there wasn't a break in the music, we wouldn't be able to convince Gordy to do stupid things."
"I've asked myself the same question about it countless times." Nicolas chuckled to himself. "Unfortunately, I haven't exactly found an answer that fills the terrible, gaping hole it leaves inside of me. Minstrels need to socialize too, Innes. I'm glad that you have realized that a little quicker than most people that employ me."
"I arrived as a bachelor and I'll go home as a bachelor," Nicolas grimaced and then grinned. That wasn't the best thing in the world, but if it suited Innes then Nicolas would respect it. Besides, he was sure that he'd be able to find them some matches by the end of the night. Silver and tongue and honeyed words go a long way in the world, at least in Nicolas' head. "But I probably know most of the people in here. If you do change your mind about a pretty girl, let me know and I'll introduce you."
"Don't be so hard on yourself." Nicolas smiled, clapping Innes on the shoulder. "I bet if I swoon a charming lady off of her feet, you'll be able to do the same in quick succession. It's like a domino effect for me, my friend. They'll all just keep coming and coming when I start." This was, of course, a dramatic lie. But Innes didn't need to know that. Nicolas preferred to be the charming bachelor....despite the countless failed relationships he had under his belt.
"I know it's daft but I never considered that playing an instrument would have consequences like that. I don't know why I didn't think about it. Are you sure you're OK to continue? Maybe I should have found another minstrel so that you could have breaks." Innes nodded at his fingers, which Nicolas in turn sarcastically waved at him. It was true that his fingers would become bruised and painful, but he would not stop regardless.
"Just shows I'm working, no one can question that when I'm bleeding from both hands." Nicolas chuckled. "But seriously, I'll tell you when I'm about to drop dead of blood loss. Other than that, we're gonna have a fun time."
Post by Innes Cameron on Apr 1, 2017 14:43:25 GMT -5
Snorting at Nicolas' assertion that the woman would simply flock to him, Innes raised his mug and toasted the man's confidence. "Maker's blessings," he chuckled. "Please, don't let me stop you. I'll enjoy watching this masterclass in seducing women." Besides, if Nicolas was distracted with his own girl, he would conveniently forget to try and match Innes with anyone.
When Nicolas wriggled his fingers in defiance over the concerns of his well-being, Innes laughed outright. He had no idea that he had delivered such a heinous insult.
"Just shows I'm working, no one can question that when I'm bleeding from both hands," Nicolas pointed out with good-humour. "But seriously, I'll tell you when I'm about to drop dead of blood loss. Other than that, we're gonna have a fun time."
Slapping him on the shoulder, Innes nodded. "Yes, we are. First things first, I think we need to start exploring how drunk you can get and still play your lute." He raised his hand and gestured that the barmaid should bring a selection of shots across to them. "Up for it?" He grinned at Nicolas.
The next few hours would pass in a blur of music, dancing and drinks. The party was in full swing and, contrary to his protestations, Nicolas was able to take more breaks as the drunker of the crowd insisted upon performing songs and medleys of their own. To varying success, mind you. But it didn't seem to matter. By that point, everyone was having too much fun to care overly much.
And then Innes, now quite drunk, noticed something rather disturbing. He caught Nicolas by the elbow and leaned into his ear, bellowing over the noise. "Where's the groom?"
Post by Nicolas Lytton on Jun 13, 2017 16:11:00 GMT -5
"Maker's blessings," Nicolas watched as Innes chuckled and smiled himself. "Please, don't let me stop you. I'll enjoy watching this masterclass in seducing women." With a nod, Nicolas folded his arms. He began to scan the room for any women that were standing alone, preferably those that looked like they hadn't brought company with them. In truth, he honestly had no clue what a single girl actually looked like but he would do his best to find one anyhow. He had built up a reputation, he wasn't going to ruin it by failing to woo a girl at this event.
"If you can find me one, I'll work some magic." Nicolas winked at Innes. "The entire process may end up in me getting a slap to the face, but I will try nonetheless. Just for your amusement."
"Yes, we are. First things first, I think we need to start exploring how drunk you can get and still play your lute." Nicolas' eyes lit up like two candles. A challenge? About drinking? Nicolas was up to it, one hundred percent. He loved getting drunk, it was just a shame he didn't remember the events that happened after the fact. "Up for it?"
"Are you kidding me? Of course!" Nicolas grinned. "Care to wager?"
As the night progressed, Nicolas did indeed get more and more drunk. Apart from the times he got up on stage and played something that vaguely resembled a in-beat tune, he spent most of the time at the bar. After even more time, Nicolas became lost in his own, alcohol-created world. It was only when Innes caught him by the elbow did he snap out of it. "Where's the groom?"
"The...the who?" Nicolas raised his eyebrow, holding onto a chair as he turned around to face Innes. "What does his...his face look like? Is he the one with the...the moustache thing on his lip?"
Post by Innes Cameron on Jun 14, 2017 16:39:30 GMT -5
The thought of triumphing over a drinking challenge lit up Nicolas' eyes. "Are you kidding me? Of course!" He grinned widely. "Care to wager?"
Snorting with laughter, Innes shook his head. "I'm on duty late tomorrow afternoon. I need to stay this side of blinding drunk. But I will pay for every second drink you have; how's that?"
That was just fine. Drink followed drink with the occasional performance from NIcolas on his lute. Safe to say that the whole night was a roaring success until Innes suddenly realised that the groom was nowhere to be seen. Enlisting the help of his minstrel-in-arms, Innes bellowed in his ear about where the man might have gone.
"The...the who?" Propping himself up on a chair as he turned, Nicolas regarded Innes with a bleary look. "What does his...his face look like? Is he the one with the...the moustache thing on his lip?"
"His face... looks like his face!" Innes pointed out before sniggering to himself. "No moustache." He shook his head firmly and proceeded to stagger sideways for a few steps. "He was wearing a... a cow bell. You remember? You shouted that he was interrupting your lute playing so he had to stop dancing."
Swallowing hard, Innes made a concentrated effort to steady himself and level a steady gaze upon the two Nicolas' standing in front of him. "Sod it. Do you remember... who he was dancing with?" His eyes widened in horror. "Wait, where's the bride?" The fact that the bride had been nowhere to be seen all evening given that this was a stag night seemed to have slipped his mind entirely.
Cyn: No posts this weekend, sorry! It's D&D crunch time and I've gotta write half a campaign by noon tomorrow or I'm so very screwed
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JWhitey: Is anyone around?
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JWhiteyGames: Hello! And thanks! I did. I was just looking to see if anyone was on in general. After reading the guidelines and peeking a bit more though, I realized the box isn't used the same as before.
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ann: *peeks head in* So, returning rp'er to the dragon age universe. I was wondering who of the staff one should poke about character concept? Just to run it by and get and oki.
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Marius Whitby: If you're looking at a templar character, hit me up!
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ann: I was originally but given the current state of timeline I went with a slightly different route^^ will keep it in mind, Marius!
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hanamene: New to the game! Just wanted to say hello whilst I build my char profile. Any updates to the game's world state I ought to know about? In addition to the OOC info threads, I mean - i.e. active/major story-lines to consider. PM me for the latter.
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