The Raven Throne

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

The delegation from the Herd has arrived.

Queen Elsa stared as the room filled to the brim and hundreds of ponies began galloping across the room.

[Left he/him]

 

It's okay m'queen, the barony has arrived to balance out all this chaos. Anyone want a doughnut?

[BreathTaker he/him]

The King sighed at the sight of a Pony trotting across the room, these people were always too happy... 

 

"Greetings Lady Traceria," BT said as he bowed to the newcomer, "The Herd is welcome here just be careful not to step on anyone's toes."

 

"Anyone want a doughnut?"  BreathTaker turned to see another old friend of his and declined the offer graciously, "Thanks Lefty but I'm on a diet, Care for a Shardblade duel after the formalities are complete?"

 

As he spoke, a familiar scent passed his nose. Pirh had re-entered the party, he bowed his head to her and turned to speak to Traceria again. "So, do you know if any other members of the Herd will be joining our little shindig?"

[BreathTaker he/him]

BT cast a serious look her way, he agreed with her that the Pony thing was a little... weird... but they were also his friends... his weird, weird friends... and now was not the time to be undiplomatic. 

[traceria she/her]

"It's a pleasure to meet you all," Lady Traceria said with a slightly manic grin.  "I wouldn't worry too much about Pinkie Pie.  We tied her up after the decoration cannon.  She likes that sort of thing."  As an afterthought she added, "I'll have to poll my fellow Herd members regarding their attendance."

[BreathTaker he/him]

The King bowed his head to the crazy Pony Lady and turned to Pirh, a wolfish grin flashed across the Raven's face, "I hope you weren't feeding on my pack's food supply, I have about a dozen Sonoran Grey Wolves roaming the desert."

[traceria she/her]

"Hmmm...  If I haven't met you before, you at least remind me very much of someone.  Pleasure, I'm sure!  Friends?!" * 

 

 

*See signature below.

[Left he/him]

Certainly BT, what rules for the duel? I tend to get rather intense without limits. *shrug awkwardly*

[mail-mi he/him]

Into the party walked a tall, well-set man wearing a suit.

"Hello. I'm Reader," he said. "I'm here for the wine."

[BreathTaker he/him]

"You know, I honestly didn't think about how that would work out here on the Forum" The King said in a brief moment of realizing this was all on the internet and not in real life. 

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

Hello everyone. I'm back. Hows the party going?

[Delightful]

*A presence sweeps into the room, her dress billowing like a blizzard, her steps as firm and sure as hard-packed snow. Her eyes flash with a hint of steel, then she smiles.*

 

"Hello all. What a fine party this is BreathTaker! I do not believe I have had the pleasure of seeing your keep before." *She gestures expansively, turning to the host and bows marginally from the waist, as befitting a greeting of royalty. "You are most generous to have invited me."

 

*The Newcagoan Princess turns to her queen.*

 

"Dearest Queen Elsa Steelheart, it is wonderful to see you again!"

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

*A presence sweeps into the room, her dress billowing like a blizzard, her steps as firm and sure as hard-packed snow. Her eyes flash with a hint of steel, then she smiles.*

"Hello all. What a fine party this is BreathTaker! I do not believe I have had the pleasure of seeing your keep before." *She gestures expansively, turning to the host and bows marginally from the waist, as befitting a greeting of royalty. "You are most generous to have invited me."

*The Newcagoan Princess turns to her queen.*

"Dearest Queen Elsa Steelheart, it is wonderful to see you again!"

Queen Elsa grins at her sister. Delightful! So glad you could come, as she pulls her sister into a hug. "And what a beautiful dress you have on!"

[Left he/him]

I'm here!!!

[BreathTaker he/him]

"It is Delightful to see you M'Lady" The King said with a smirk, bowing back to her in an equally respectful manner.

 

"I was wondering," BT said to Delightful, "Would you be willing to either be the impartial judge or ask a good storyteller to judge the Baron and I duel each other?"

 

*This is the best way to duel I think. Have someone else narrate our fight, we enter the ring with our own posts but after that the "Judge" takes over."

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

I'm here!!!

Greetings, Baron. Queen Elsa said with a smile, nice to see you here

[Matrim Bloody Cauthon he/him]

this topic rose back up more quickly than I thought it might when I last posted.

[Left he/him]

The Baron dismounted from his chocobo and hopped onto one of the dinning tables.

"Lords, Ladies, and Royalty, I have a composition to recite to you." *Clears throat*

 

If I were to build a tower upon which to sit, it would be a grand tower, an ingenious tower, a childish tower, and truly an ugly tower. I would not build it out of adult materials but the cinder blocks and concrete bars that children use. Blankets, chairs, and pillows. The pillows would be sprayed out in a messy base measured just so that I might have the joy of falling on them with a plop. The chairs of every shape I could find, brought from Neverland and the 100 Acre wood, forming a thin trunk of wood that spread out as it grew taller like a tree. The blankets will hang and drape and dangle and grow and criss and cross and fall down in every way I can get them to. Of course once the weather gets cold some of them will turn into pillows and fall down to the base forming an even thicker pile to burrow into. The quilts will be hammocks, thin fleeces will be twisted into rope bridges, and the comforters will be trampolines stretched out high over the ground. The whole thing will stick together through the dreams and imaginations of friends and the energy of sunlight and giggles, and atop it all will be a diving board soaking up all the lunar rays and nightmares so that I can use them to get some extra lift as I jump up into the sky.

 

(I had to do an assignment using imagery for ap english and this is what I did. Felt proud of it so here you go )

[traceria she/her]

To self:  This baron guy has to have an alt-pony-self.

[Left he/him]

You called????? :ph34r: :ph34r:

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

The Baron dismounted from his chocobo and hopped onto one of the dinning tables.

"Lords, Ladies, and Royalty, I have a composition to recite to you." *Clears throat*

If I were to build a tower upon which to sit, it would be a grand tower, an ingenious tower, a childish tower, and truly an ugly tower. I would not build it out of adult materials but the cinder blocks and concrete bars that children use. Blankets, chairs, and pillows. The pillows would be sprayed out in a messy base measured just so that I might have the joy of falling on them with a plop. The chairs of every shape I could find, brought from Neverland and the 100 Acre wood, forming a thin trunk of wood that spread out as it grew taller like a tree. The blankets will hang and drape and dangle and grow and criss and cross and fall down in every way I can get them to. Of course once the weather gets cold some of them will turn into pillows and fall down to the base forming an even thicker pile to burrow into. The quilts will be hammocks, thin fleeces will be twisted into rope bridges, and the comforters will be trampolines stretched out high over the ground. The whole thing will stick together through the dreams and imaginations of friends and the energy of sunlight and giggles, and atop it all will be a diving board soaking up all the lunar rays and nightmares so that I can use them to get some extr

a lift as I jump up into the sky.

(I had to do an assignment using imagery for ap english and this is what I did. Felt proud of it so here you go )

*tears of joy*

That was beautiful. A masterpiece. Well Done

[18th Shard he/him]

The Raven Throne, as a Gracious Sponser of the Dark Alley, is invited to a complimentary bake sale. We would like to introduce our new zoohemalurgy line, as well as our same old delicious cookies. Half-price for a limited time only, hurry over to the Dark Alley.

[Matrim Bloody Cauthon he/him]

What kind of lame party takes 2 weeks to start after the guests have arrived?

[BreathTaker he/him]

One that will never pick up apparently... The Raven Throne isn't very popular around the Shard it seems. 

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

The guilds thread used to be quite active, but it seems not so much lately.