Prince Dante Mercer | 18 | Male | Homosexual | Knosihs Firelands | Human Form | Faelen Swiftwind, Kkinya Wrigs | Palace Balcony
Dante nodded in understanding when Faelen said it had been a while since he had told that bit. However, the young man was curious and wanted to see how he began his tales. Hearing the stories of others had always interested him and it always contributed to the observations he had made. Dante would wait for as long as it took for his newfound friend to start his tale. It seemed that he was nervous. He laughed softly and nodded, “It’s quite easy to not know how to begin. After all, we live a long time and details will get muddled” He listened intently to what Faelen had said, wincing slightly upon hearing about the likely rough landing. “Did it hurt at all when you landed? Or when you woke up?” A hint of concern laced the princes words. He smiled softly, “They sound pleasant. I would like to visit one someday” He then chuckled and shook his head, “Youre not nearly as clumsy as you think. At least not right now anyway” Well, Faelen had tripped but everyone trips while dancing especially if they really didn’t have experience. He shook his head, “I don’t mind the rambling... I do it myself a lot of the time. I enjoyed the story. It’s understandable to be a little dazzled by all this... Music, food, people from all over coming to just dress up for a night and pretend there are no worries in the world...”
As he realized the lateness, he would bring the dancing to a stop. “I apologize for having to cut our pleasant conversation short but I must get to my family for the goodbyes. I enjoyed our time together...” He trailed off before starting to speak again, “If you wish to see me at any point, my room is at the top of the south tower. The window is always unlocked and if I’m not there... Wait and I’ll soon be in” He smiled faintly before pulling away. There was a brief moment of hesitation then he planted a soft kiss on Faelens cheek. For those of the Firelands, it was a greeting and a farewell reserved just for those they thought of as friends but it was also said that it was given to those the person thought they would never see again. However, in some cases, it also meant that the individual was interested in the person they had given it to. It could also be interpreted differently depending on where the other person was from. “May our paths cross again. Good luck in your travels” With a smile and a bow, Dante was off to meet with his family for closing out the celebration.
Prince Niko Frost | 19 | Male | Asexual, Demiromantic | Varenfell Tundra | Human Form | Jessie Rowan, Joey Drew| Knosihs Firelands Palace
”Family is family after all” murmured Niko, agreeing with the boys words. He supposed he could agree. It seemed wrong for them to dislike his mother although he had little to no knowledge of what kind of relationships there were beyond the ones he needed to know. “You should avoid yelling” stated the prince, glancing over to Joey then looking away. It was good that he was getting some water into himself. It was important even if it would extinguish the abilities of those within the fire kingdom
Akayphith “Akay” Fallow | 21 | Female | Pansexual | Scorched Barrens | Human Form | August Widow Dementur --> No Tags | Knosihs Firelands Palace
” You have a good night too. Maybe I’ll try to enjoy myself” She watched him go then huffed a sigh, returning to where she had been leaning against the wall. Her arms remained crossed over her chest and the scowl returned to her face. The young woman would take a drink from her glass every so often. For now, she just watched the festivities. She wasn’t sure how she should get involved with the dancing but she felt as if she would embarrass herself. Especially since she never really spent much time dancing. She was always too busy with her studies and learning all she could about any potential targets.