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Post by The Oncoming Mooseocalypse on Sept 9, 2023 6:58:40 GMT -5
*Sendai would have approached with her usual swagger display of hips swaying this way and that, alarmingly to some tune only she hears..hypnotic as they are, her jester bells only add to the hypnosis, a mask adorned on her face covering what may lay beneath. As she reaches Ardaan she would sit as close to the throne as she could but not before bowing with flourish, confetti and glitter ofcourse a part of the eccentrics, when she spoke her voice sultry and haunting tones* "Hello Mister A! I do remember the list indeed *pats at her cleavage for which she placed said list* always close by, never know when your goanna need playmates! ohhh goodie! *she would clap with glee* I will get right on that boss!" *hops up from where she sat and plants a kiss upon his cheek before departing, making her own effort with eating candy then writting on the wrapping, each to be delivered*
//ooc notes where made in her journal but they have since gone...all her notes have, would it be possible for the players to reach out to me? Im pretty sure I knew a few so will contact those, you attended the first Lecher night Sendai was house bard for
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Post by The Oncoming Mooseocalypse on Sept 21, 2023 0:01:18 GMT -5
The bardling jester seems to have found a pep in her step again as she makes more and more appearences outside of the Lechers walls, much to Edwins pleasure...her jokes were likely wearing a little thin on an already thin patience. None the less the glitter and confetti once flows through the canals of Marsember again as her sulty and hauntingly beautiful voice is carried on the winds caressing the ears of those it reaches.
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Post by The Oncoming Mooseocalypse on Sept 26, 2023 3:26:35 GMT -5
The jester of purple and green...not even any sense of matching has been heard singing throughout the canals and streets of Marsember, her bells jingling to a tune not quite matching the song...asif it is another un heard song. Her hips sway this way and that alluring all whose eyes catch a glimpse as she leaves confetti and glitter in her wake. The Leering Lecher has been alive and roaring with laughter, rowdy with songs of jaunt and merryment with the aid of Edwins fine choice of beverages. It's good to be the house bard she thinks to herself as she plays the piano singing her sweet and enchanting songs lulling the senses of each ear it caresses.
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Post by The Oncoming Mooseocalypse on Oct 7, 2023 11:15:21 GMT -5
The jester bardling queen house bard wanders streets and canals of Marsember before returning to The Leering Lecher every night without fail. Music, laughter and merriment heard at all times flowing from the door any time it is opened.
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Post by The Oncoming Mooseocalypse on Oct 12, 2023 6:04:20 GMT -5
The bardling jester queen of purple and green doth wander the canals of Marsember, hips swaying this way and that as the bells upon her mantle jingle a jaunty tune to accompany a song only she hears. She lulls those within earshot with her voice so haunting yet beautiful it would caress their senses teasingly with promise of a moment of fun should they hither and hither they do all the way into The Leering Lecher, songs, laughter and general merriment can be heard flowing from an open window into the nearby canals and on the winds left in her wake is her signature confetti and glitter.
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