THE MISTRESS' FEAST

[loveskulls]

With the return of the winner of the Fuckfest, the Mistress has formally announced an important and exclusive feast--and decreed that all of her extra-dimensional pets (that means you) are to attend. This news is delivered by the guards, both native to this world and otherwise, who are also tasked with distributing butt-plugs that have the words "Congratulations on not dying of exposure" engraved in their bases.

If you try not to attend, you will be forced into it anyway. It is compulsory on pain of death. Sorry. However, upon being escorted/invited into the great hall of the castle, you are welcomed by a fantastic and bustling scene. Music plays, performers dance, and the smell of food hangs in the air as platters are carried around by servants who take the time to offer portions to each guest. Not to mention the wine! The ambassadors and other guests in attendance are in varying states of undress, but no one is completely naked—and at least those who come close are not sitting on top of the table or anything. There is almost a sense of decorum to this particular event.

At the very head of the table, clad in an extraordinarily expensive-looking set of BDSM lingerie and her horned crown, sits the Mistress. Flanked by two of her highest ranking guards, she laughs and smirks at the chatter of the ambassadors sitting nearby, paying no attention to anyone else except those who have already earned her good graces.

Regardless of your job, you will all be seated all together at the very end of the table, furthest away from the Mistress. Yenh, the fuckfest winner, gets the honor of being at the end, but there’s a lot flowers and statues blocking the view anyway. She's out of earshot for whatever dinner discussions you'd like to have—but her loyal guards, servants, and the less-well-received ambassadors are not.

Once the feasting winds down, the Mistress rises and climbs the steps to the throne at the end of the room. She settles in and only now lays her eyes upon the Kingdom's special arrivals.

"Come and claim your rewards. Don't be shy."

She turns her gaze toward Estinien, the sole person who did not participate in the Fuckfest while it was ongoing, and grins. "You, too."

Once the dinner is over, nothing stops you from milling about to socialize, get caught up in an ambassador's after-dinner sex party, or to just leave with your shiny new prizes.

Comments

[ignisvulpes]

[For a second, Kaph considers making some sappy bullshit up, just to see how far he can go with this - how far he can just fuck with her. But as tempting as the idea is, he resists the urge. Better to be mostly sincere if it doesn't come at a loss.]

Honestly... My powers. 'Snot like I can't live without them, but it feels like a part of me is missing, you know?

[crimsonlight]

[Good move, Kaph. That was what she expected, and she responds with a nod of her head.]

I understand completely! That is what I requested, as well. A portion of it, anyroad. Truly, I felt rather nude without them.

[ignisvulpes]

O-ho. So, what can you do now?

[... That's probably the closest he can get to genuine interest in something that doesn't directly benefit him for now.]

[crimsonlight]

[Alas, she offers him a rather sheepish look. For all that she recalls telling him a little bit about her magic, Yenh hadn't talked much about her divide endorsement.]

It's less a "do" and more a "have."

A blessing.

[ignisvulpes]

Ohh? [Now his interest is even more piqued. Magical powers are one thing, but blessings are a step or two above that.]

Well, go on! What kind of blessing are we talking about? Nothing to do with good looks, right? You don't need anybody's help with that.

[It takes some self-restraint not to wink.]

[crimsonlight]

[Despite trying desperately to stop flirting, she giggles at his compliment.]

[At this point, she wonders if she's cursed, and if sleeping with him would put a stop to it.]

Thank you, but no. I am the Goddess of Light's champion, and as such, She extended me the benefits of Her protection. Her power can also offer me insights through an ability called "the Echo." [That's a very general explanation, but going into too much detail just seems unwise... not to mention that she is acutely aware of the fact that that she doesn't fully understand her gifts.]

[ignisvulpes]

[Hah, nice. He's starting to wonder how she might react to a quick smooch on the lips. Not now, though - the timing has to be right, the mood has to be there. It's almost like a fine science, really.]

Wooow. Insights? Like premonitions and that kind of thing? Impressive!

[... Man, he wishes HE had a divine sense of insight.]

[crimsonlight]

[ Yenh nods, even if perhaps that's an overstatement or at least not entirely accurate. Telling people she gets flashes of their memories is the kind of thing she knows better than to talk about—even if that selfsame talent is widely spoken of in Ishgard now, thanks to how it helped end the Dragonsong War. ]

[ It tends to put people on edge. ]

Truly! I'm grateful to have it back. Though this realm has not yet proven dangerous, I do not want to take any chances.

[ignisvulpes]

[Good call, Yenh. Chances are that, if Kaph were aware of that particular detail, he'd feel much more threatened.]

Always prepared, right? That's the spirit!

[crimsonlight]

Thank you! [ At that, her smile widens and she bobs her head in agreement. It seems like the ambassadors who wanted to hear more about the Fuckfest have drifted away, tired of waiting for Yenh to stop talking to the pointy foxman. ]

[ So she's going to try to stop talking to the pointy foxman. But, gently. She thinks he's harboring a real crush, after all, and she doesn't want to hurt his feelings. ]

I should be off; I believe more of my friends are intending on speaking with the Mistress soon, and I'd prefer to watch to be certain they aren't hurt.

[ignisvulpes]

Off you go then! [He smiles, a bit less pointy but no less confident than usual.] I still have some business with her, now that you mention it...

[crimsonlight]

[ She gives him a nod, reaching up to clasp a hand on his shoulder. ]

Do be careful.

[ And with that, she sweeps away into the crowd. Her plan is to watch all the rest of the meetings with the Mistress, but after Estinien's turn, she'll find herself much more distracted for the rest of the night... ]