[OPEN] The Redsworn Reception

[guerriera]

Who: The Redsworn of Ruby Sanctum + Guests [OPEN TO ALL FLIGHTS]
What: Carolina The Redsworn have invited everyone to dinner! Let's see how well diplomatic relations between the flights can be improved, eh?
Where: The Ruby Sanctum
When: Forward dated to 6th June.
Warnings: Fires, food poisoning cooking for all, shenanigans, possible bad language.
OOC: Come gets some cross-flight CR! c: Some setting options below the cut, or go ahead and make your own.


A: COOKING FIRE SHENANIGANS

Feeling peckish? Have a delivery to make? Or just want to try your own hand at serving up some grub? The Redsworn's usual cooking area has been expanded for the evening, with two extra firepits dug out to cater for additional mouths. Over one fire burns the now "traditional" starter meat of bear flank, something any newly sworn (red or otherwise) will have the pleasure of sampling first. There's also several baskets of berries, fruit and vegetables, while a pot obtained in trade from Silverglen bubbles merrily.

B: FIRESIDE MINGLE

The redsworn of the Ruby Sanctum have claimed a corner of their own beneath one of the larger trees. There's a smaller fire here set for warmth and ambience, and have logs set about for seating for those who don't like perching on rocks or roots, or don't find the comfy grass comfy - park yourself and have a chat!

C: OPEN/MISC.

Choose Your Own Adventure! Just remember: wander alone at your own risk, non-redsworn, for the Red Dragonflight will have their eye on you.

Comments

[lightningbearer]

It's unfortunate, but no surprise. For all they claim to rely on us, the dragons barely pay us much mind, let alone be willing to cooperate.

[lightningbearer]

*raising an eyebrow*

Here?

[guerriera]

Here. Home. [shrug. whichever.]

[guerriera]

As they should be. If something's corrupting things that close to the village, we likely have more demons incoming some time.

[ A short term win for Silverglen, certainly. But now Carolina was considering expanding her usual scouting route to visit this den's location.. ]

[The now meatless skewer waggles at him - that food vanished fast.] One with a realism streak. But I can't say it wouldn't be nice for one war somewhere to end early.

[theshadowkissed]

So why do you hide it? Sounds like something to be proud of to me,

[theshadowkissed]

I don't know about you, but I really don't like being used.

[wilder]

[he gives a nod]

Alright. I'll be around. Thanks.

[And with that, he'll turn to leave so Vastania can go back to the rest of the gathering]

[lightningbearer]

Mercenary work.

*which, perhaps obviously, he's yet to find much demand for here, at least*

[telaari]

[She looks Rose in the eye, straightening herself.]

I have been mistaken many times for a demon. By allies, by enemies, by people who later became our friends. I was not mistaken for a satyr by the Kaldorei - even the Dragonqueen thought I was one of those Man'ari creatures. Do you think it would be wise to explain what the Eredar are to all the Dragonsworn? Do you think they would trust me afterward?

[lightningbearer]

What matters is defeating the enemy, isn't it?

[guerriera]

Is that right. Specialist, or general?

[theshadowkissed]

[Rose met that gaze and held it with her own.]

What do you think not telling us is going to do when we're fighting against the demons and some Eredar join the fight? Your allies are going to think you're one of them, having slipped into our ranks through our own ignorance and gained our trust with the intent of betraying us or killing us all in our sleep.

You are what you are, Big Blue. Be proud of it and don't hide it.

[lightningbearer]

*shrug*

Whatever's available.

*and that he feels like doing at the time*

[wilder]

Probably.

[He gives a little sigh, but doesn't seem all that disturb by the idea of encroaching demons. Just slightly tired. Since hey, why react to anything]

[And it did. Meanwhile Zelos's dish remains untouched beyond what he gave to the dragons]

Yeah. And it'd be extra nice if I'm not dragged into another one right after this one ends.

[theshadowkissed]

No, what matters is protecting those in my world I care about. It just happens that defeating the demons makes that possible. But I can't do my job if I don't know who all my enemies are.

We didn't know the elves were enemies because the dragons didn't feel the need to tell us they were responsible for the death of a whole lot of elves - enough of them to hold a nasty-ass grudge.

[lightningbearer]

*raising an eyebrow*

Were you counting on the elves as allies, then?

[theshadowkissed]

Considering the demons are trying to kill them and destroy their world, too, I was hoping we'd become allies or at least manage a truce.

[persequor]

[ arya giggles when nymeria nuzzles her palms. ]

She loves me. Oh. I'm sorry, I have nothing else. [ she dips her head in apology to a curious whelp who came up to her. ]

[persequor]

[ arya bites her lip. ]

Wouldn't I know?

[lightningbearer]

If the different flights can't all work together, who would expect anyone else to?

*not that he approves of any of this factionalism, but, well, he just finished fighting in a war that started with all sides at each others' throats before being brought here, so this scenario is a little too familiar to him*

[telaari]

[She snorts. It actually takes her a moment to realize that she snorted, and she turns her head away from Rose, embarrassed.]

That is something that could happen, yes. The Legion could also send out agents to cast suspicion on Valamia and I and divide our ranks, if I choose to tell everyone who the Draenei are. Or they could turn their full force upon Azeroth to eliminate a possible Exiles' world.

[She hangs her head, still clutching her arm.]

There are no easy courses of actions for me, or for any Draenei, Rose. I know the risks I run. But at this point, all that the other Dragonsworn would have is my word. I do not think that is enough.

[theshadowkissed]

Call me idealistic, but I tend to think a common enemy that gives no quarter and wants to annihilate everything is more important than political bullshit.

[This is the kind of thinking that got her into trouble with thee Court.]

[telaari]

Sometimes it is obvious, sometimes it is not. I think my brother was five years old when he threw his first fireball, and that was when we knew.

[A beat. That's not even normal by Draenei standards.]

... If you are not sure, you should ask a mage. I have no talent with the arcane. I will be of little help.

[lightningbearer]

Then fight as you can without worrying about what others are doing. Or do you plan to wait to do anything until someone comes to help you?

[theshadowkissed]

They have my word, too. I've been inside your dreams. If you were one of them, I'd have known. I can be in there without you knowing I am, by the way.

[Which was something she wasn't one hundred percent sure was possible, but Vastania didn't know that.]

They have your actions, too. If there's one thing I know, it's better to be upfront about these kind of things than to hide them. Hiding them implies guilt. For God's sake, I asked the Queen D about the elves saying the dragons killed a lot of them and she won't tell me why. She won't tell me what happened without getting a consensus agreement from the other Aspects.

Does this face looks like it doesn't like knowing the score? And really, if anyone decides to give you shit for sharing genetics with the damn demons, I'll whoop their asses for being bigoted fuckheads.