[Day 4 - LE through EN] Aurum Dawn Art Gala RP Thread

[Dapper Dog]

The interior of the private gallery was lined with great works and more importantly new works of art to dazzle the senses… all adhering to the theme of the season, a Critical Analysis of Imperial Power through Art.

[Jun-Tsu Farro]

After she had presented her piece, Jun-Tsu was eager to see what others of the nobility and power had commissioned for their own works. It would prove interesting to bear witness to those willing to be subversive or trite with their choices. As it was, Jun-Tsu stood alone in her studies of the gallery, sans her retinue of sisters or even her daughter Vas-Tsu. Only she had decided to make the trek to Varas point and take in the gala.

[Char Fin'le]

"Ahhh Lo, it's been ages since we've been to a proper party." Char strolls into the hall as if he doesn't have a care in the world

The droid twitches his head up a bit. "Can you alert me when we arrive at one?"

"HA!" Char slaps the droid on the back. "I didn't know you could be droll!"

The droid seems to pause for a moment. "I repeat the request, and request further clarification. What is a "proper party?"

[Dapper Dog]

After she had presented her piece, Jun-Tsu was eager to see what others of the nobility and power had commissioned for their own works. It would prove interesting to bear witness to those willing to be subversive or trite with their choices. As it was, Jun-Tsu stood alone in her studies of the gallery, sans her retinue of sisters or even her daughter Vas-Tsu. Only she had decided to make the trek to Varas point and take in the gala.

A handsome sith blood approached her and said, "I found your display fascinating, Lady Farro yes? It was evocative... Varn Vowrawn, would you be amenable to conversation?"

[Jun-Tsu Farro]

She was unaccustomed to being approached in these situations. She had been on the fringes, ignored for so long, and possessing no real presence, it seemed odd to have someone approach her with any modicum of deference.

"I-" she hesitated slightly, "But of courze. It iz alvayz pleazing to zee anozher coinizour of zhe artz, und vizh an appreziation of hiztory."

[Dapper Dog]

“I am not great artist, or historian, but I was moved all the same,” he said warmly.

He gestured for a server to bring drinks and continued, “I am not familiar with the accent Lady Farro, I am shamed to admit I have yet to leave the Core Worlds beyond my training at Korriban and Balmorra.”

[Rumun Gol]

After presenting his strange and rather mysterious patronized work of art, Rumun goes where the high and noble are socializing. He did not expect that anyone would approach him, after all, he was an alien, right?

Rumun was wearing his new clothes, which looking similar to his old ones, but these clearly were of very, very high quality. His beautifully, and vicious looking gilded crossguarded lightsaber was on his utility belt, as always. He also was carrying a rather interesting gauntlet in his right arm.

[Remmington Thalalas]

Remmington finishes his presentation and sighs. He could feel people lose interest in his work. He decides to get a drink and notices a familiar blue alien. He approaches Rumun. "Good evening Rumun. Long time no see."

[Tyr]

Tyr stomped about, looking at the other artworks with curiosity, ears and nose twitching as if he could somehow interpret them through senses other than sight. He had a glass in his hand for once and, at some he swallowed the contents in a single gulp, and the glass was replaced by a servant. Again, he hadn't dressed for the event, wearing his spiked and ridged matte black armour and thermal cloak.


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[Rumun Gol]

'' Ah, Remmington. Indeed it has been quite a while, my friend.'' Rumun bowed to him, respectfully as always and offering a smile. '' It is good to see you well. Magnificent work of art you managed to patronize. Quite a critique as well...'' Rumun smirked.

'' Working your way to the Dark Council? or just enjoying the pleasures that Ziost offers?'' He asked.

[Remmington Thalalas]

Remmington offers a bow and warm smile back in return. "Thank you for the kind words."

To his question about the Dark Council, he shakes his head. "Nah, that is too much work for me. I am enjoying myself at the resort. How about yourself?"

[Rumun Gol]

'' Just passing by. Doing things here and there, as always. '' Rumun smiled.'' Living near here, but nothing fancy, just a place for sleeping and rest.'' He adds.

'' Well, at least you have some common sense. Indeed, this whole Dark Council thing is way above people like me, for example, i'm just an apprentice still, not even a Lord.''

[Lord Tenebrous]

Shaisha looked at the other artworks being presented, mostly drawn towards those who were bold in their statement through art.

Especially those about the Emperor.

Her hair still elaborately braided, Shaisha had changed out of her formal robes to something more fashionable. At a glance the ensemble seemed to be mostly black, but on closer inspection it was a deep midnight blue, trimmed with silver, and with lining that was reminiscent of the endless starry galaxy.

[Remmington Thalalas]

Remmington nods. "It is the same for me. I am staying at the resort at Varas Point. Feel free to call if you want to meet up and catch up on things."

[Mahr]

Mahr was present and quite proud of his display, the massassi's artistic takeover of the empire was off to a good start.

Mahr was especially proud as he did the work himself unlike so many others here.

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[Xyll Vanth]

Xyll hung around, looking decidedly disappointed with the impact of the piece she's sponsored.

[Darth Tayana]

Mahr was present and quite proud of his display, the massassi's artistic takeover of the empire was off to a good start.

Mahr was especially proud as he did the work himself unlike so many others here.

(PM MAHR!)

"So what inspired your creation?" Darth Tayana asked as she sipped her wine.

[Mahr]

Someone was interested in Mahr's massassi art! That alone got Mahr quite elated

''HELLO LADY! THIS WAS INSPIRED BY MAHR'S FIRST GOOD BATTLE ON ZIOST.'' he began ''SHRUKEN HEADS IS OLD MASSASSI CUSTOM TO REMEMBER OLD ENEMIES AND WARN NEW ONES. MAHR ATTACHED THE HEADS THE THEIR BOSS'S SPINE BECAUSE THEY ONLY HAD ONE BECAUSE OF HIM."

Mahr found himself very clever

[Jun-Tsu Farro]

“I am not great artist, or historian, but I was moved all the same,” he said warmly.

He gestured for a server to bring drinks and continued, “I am not familiar with the accent Lady Farro, I am shamed to admit I have yet to leave the Core Worlds beyond my training at Korriban and Balmorra.”

"You vlatter me. I vaz lucky to commizzion Mai Chen Rai. I had vorried zomevone elze vould hawe zcooped up zomevone zo talented. Zhen again, zhe can be zubverzive. I hawe likely not made too many vriendz among zhe high court today, juzt by choozing her."

She chortled softly behind her hand, "But zhat iz zhe role of art in any zoziety, it inzpirez uz to vorldz unzhought of, und holdz a mirror to reality zhat ve may zee itz true vace. Und eweryvone can uze a good zhot to zheir complazenzy ewery now and zhen."

Jun-Tsu smirked, "But I am zorry....I did not anzver your qveztion. I am vrom Korriz, on zhe edge of zhe Stygian Caldera. Var vrom zhe comfortz of zhe core vorldz."

[Darth Tayana]

Someone was interested in Mahr's massassi art! That alone got Mahr quite elated

''HELLO LADY! THIS WAS INSPIRED BY MAHR'S FIRST GOOD BATTLE ON ZIOST.'' he began ''SHRUKEN HEADS IS OLD MASSASSI CUSTOM TO REMEMBER OLD ENEMIES AND WARN NEW ONES. MAHR ATTACHED THE HEADS THE THEIR BOSS'S SPINE BECAUSE THEY ONLY HAD ONE BECAUSE OF HIM."

Mahr found himself very clever

“Shrunken heads? Surely you keep such a trophy on hand to display to your allies and foes oh mighty warrior of the massassi?” she asked smoothly.

“Violence so elegantly assembled can be an effective artistic display.”