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

[Dapper Dog]

He smiled at her words and said, “The mysteries of the universe can be revealed in few brush strokes and still the truth can elude us. Korriz… you have come a long way then to Ziost.”

“To commission Mai Chen Rai, that would be the reason my mother was denied her services then, you had scooped her up. Its fine, my mother is an incessant hag dedicated to one-up-woman ship and always trying to reach for power beyond her grasp. I suppose that is shameful for a son to say, but it is true and she would not deny it,” he offered taking a sip.

[Mahr]

Mahr nods and recalls the words of the Red God ''VIOLENCE IS RYTHM OF THE WORLD. ALL THAT LIVES DANCES TO IT AND KNOW IT BY INSTINCT. SOME ART CAN REACH SOME HEARTS BUT VIOLENCE ALWAYS REACHES ALL OF THEM''

[Darth Tayana]

Mahr nods and recalls the words of the Red God ''VIOLENCE IS RYTHM OF THE WORLD. ALL THAT LIVES DANCES TO IT AND KNOW IT BY INSTINCT. SOME ART CAN REACH SOME HEARTS BUT VIOLENCE ALWAYS REACHES ALL OF THEM''

“That is beautiful is that another original artistic creation?” she asked with interest.

[Jun-Tsu Farro]

He smiled at her words and said, “The mysteries of the universe can be revealed in few brush strokes and still the truth can elude us. Korriz… you have come a long way then to Ziost.”

“To commission Mai Chen Rai, that would be the reason my mother was denied her services then, you had scooped her up. Its fine, my mother is an incessant hag dedicated to one-up-woman ship and always trying to reach for power beyond her grasp. I suppose that is shameful for a son to say, but it is true and she would not deny it,” he offered taking a sip.

The witch smiled behind her sleeve, "I can alvayz admire ambition, und perhapz ewen waunting ambition. It makez uz ztrive for zhat vhich ve beliewe beyond uz. Ztill, you are not wrong, knoving v'onez limitz iz a zkill, v'one ewen I am ztill learning. It iz a delicate balanze, to hold zhe two in union."

"I convezz, in zhe vay zhat you may not know art, I am ztill nubile in zhe body politick here on Ziozt. Zhough, your name carriez great veight, zhat I know. Your uncle iz an inzpiring und cunning man."

[Mahr]

“That is beautiful is that another original artistic creation?” she asked with interest.

''THAT IS THE RED GOD'S CREED EXPRESSED THROUGH MAHR'S OWN WORDS'' he admitted

[Darth Tayana]

“Master Mahr, well it is a joy to hear such poetry, can you share more of this creed,” she said finishing her wine and handing off to a waiting server.

[Mahr]

''MAHR IS NO MASTER, THE QUEEN IS THE MISTRESS TO ALL MASSASSI'' he corrected before continuing ''IF SO YOU WANT: TO LIVE IS TO KILL, TO KILL IS TO LIVE. TO ENJOY LIFE, ENJOY THE KILL"

[Darth Tayana]

''MAHR IS NO MASTER, THE QUEEN IS THE MISTRESS TO ALL MASSASSI'' he corrected before continuing ''IF SO YOU WANT: TO LIVE IS TO KILL, TO KILL IS TO LIVE. TO ENJOY LIFE, ENJOY THE KILL"

“Of course, Mahr,” she said placing a hand on his arm and added, “I would like to purchase your creation, and display it proudly for all to enjoy. Would that be alright with you, Mahr?”

[Mahr]

Mahr frowned for a moment, he did not expect someone to 'buy' his piece. It seemed somewhat...off...but he did reach a conclusion

''NO. MAHR WILL NOT SELL IT BUT MAHR WILL OFFER IT TO YOU AS A GIFT ONCE THE EXPOSITION IS OVER.''

That seemed like a good compromise and a good way to promote massassi culture. Gifts, after all, beared more meaning.

[Darth Tayana]

She smiled at the offer and said, “I accept, Mahr and I am honored.” She added respectfully, “You are an immense credit to the massassi and to the Empire.”

OOC: Gain 5 Influence for such a gesture.

[Mahr]

''MAHR THANKS YOU FOR YOUR WORDS'' he replied with as much cordiality he could.

It is not much, but it is something

''YOU INTERESTED IN MASSASSI CULTURE?''

[Dapper Dog]

The witch smiled behind her sleeve, "I can alvayz admire ambition, und perhapz ewen waunting ambition. It makez uz ztrive for zhat vhich ve beliewe beyond uz. Ztill, you are not wrong, knoving v'onez limitz iz a zkill, v'one ewen I am ztill learning. It iz a delicate balanze, to hold zhe two in union."

"I convezz, in zhe vay zhat you may not know art, I am ztill nubile in zhe body politick here on Ziozt. Zhough, your name carriez great veight, zhat I know. Your uncle iz an inzpiring und cunning man."

“Yes… he is the greatest of our lineage, and indeed you may be nubile in the politics of Ziost you were well on your way to being a force if you can command the hand of talented artists,” he said with a kind manner.

“My name though is small, I am simply Varn, or at least for you I wish to be simply Varn, Lady Farro,” he finished.

[Darth Tayana]

''MAHR THANKS YOU FOR YOUR WORDS'' he replied with as much cordiality he could.

It is not much, but it is something

''YOU INTERESTED IN MASSASSI CULTURE?''

"Consider me an eager student of massassi culture and accomplishment," she said with a smile.

[Mahr]

Mahr nods

''MAHR WILL SEE TO IT THAT YOU HAVE MANY THINGS TO STUDY. WHAT IS YOUR NAME?''

[Shelzais Sek]

Shelzais circulated around the gallery with a glass in her hand, checking out the art. She was eye-catching as usual in a clinging jumpsuit made of a fabric that looked like liquid chrome, her hair styled in tight waves--one couldn't dress conservatively at an artists' gala, could one?

Her own artistic venture had been a disappointment, but, fortunately, so had many other people's--which meant there was still plenty to gossip about.

((poke me to chat; otherwise I may grab someone in a bit once I'm caught up!))

[Jun-Tsu Farro]

“Yes… he is the greatest of our lineage, and indeed you may be nubile in the politics of Ziost you were well on your way to being a force if you can command the hand of talented artists,” he said with a kind manner.

“My name though is small, I am simply Varn, or at least for you I wish to be simply Varn, Lady Farro,” he finished.

"It vill be an adjustment, mein Ser Wovravn," never had she had such trouble pronouncing a name in her life. "I apologiez, zhez core vorld Zith namez can be divvicult vor a backvoodz noble."

"But I vill do mein bezt...Varn," it felt decidedly unnatural, but that had never stopped her from doing many things in her life. "Iv I may azk, vhy hawe you dezided to come to a gala zuch iz zhiz vithout much interezt in art?"

[Darth Tayana]

Mahr nods

''MAHR WILL SEE TO IT THAT YOU HAVE MANY THINGS TO STUDY. WHAT IS YOUR NAME?''

That question made her smile with amusement and she said, “Darth Tayana.”

She was used to being recognized long before she had to introduce herself so it was refreshing if quaint to meet a clueless primitive,. At least he was polite and seems well intentioned and better company than most Sith she had the pleasure of calling friend.

“What has brought you here from the Yavin system?” she asked.

[Dapper Dog]

"It vill be an adjustment, mein Ser Wovravn," never had she had such trouble pronouncing a name in her life. "I apologiez, zhez core vorld Zith namez can be divvicult vor a backvoodz noble."

"But I vill do mein bezt...Varn," it felt decidedly unnatural, but that had never stopped her from doing many things in her life. "Iv I may azk, vhy hawe you dezided to come to a gala zuch iz zhiz vithout much interezt in art?"

“It is Ziost, my dear Lady Farro, here it is customary to be where the people are and be seen no matter the occasion. It is the grand game as my uncle names it, to be seen, to influence, and control,” he said with boredom.

“If I am to be worthy of his favor, I must be here.”

[Dayana Valthren]

Shelzais circulated around the gallery with a glass in her hand, checking out the art. She was eye-catching as usual in a clinging jumpsuit made of a fabric that looked like liquid chrome, her hair styled in tight waves--one couldn't dress conservatively at an artists' gala, could one?

Her own artistic venture had been a disappointment, but, fortunately, so had many other people's--which meant there was still plenty to gossip about.

((poke me to chat; otherwise I may grab someone in a bit once I'm caught up!))

"Despite my upbringing, I was never fond of artwork," Dayana said with a sigh. She lazily held her wine glass, as if it was some great exertion. "Conversation has always enraptured me far more. And who better than you to indulge myself with?"

[Dapper Dog]

Shelzais circulated around the gallery with a glass in her hand, checking out the art. She was eye-catching as usual in a clinging jumpsuit made of a fabric that looked like liquid chrome, her hair styled in tight waves--one couldn't dress conservatively at an artists' gala, could one?

Her own artistic venture had been a disappointment, but, fortunately, so had many other people's--which meant there was still plenty to gossip about.

((poke me to chat; otherwise I may grab someone in a bit once I'm caught up!))

A worm like male human, rail thin and short approached and said, "Mighty Sith, my master wishes a word with you... please do not hurt Begley, Begley only wishes to do good, for the master."