[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

B

[beholdthedrums]

To think they thought a child would be of use to them; what poor flight was desperate enough to recruit you as a dragonsworn? [That's as much a greeting as Namine gets, the Master sneering down at her. Maybe she was simply a refugee, saved by the dragons when the Burning Legion tried to destroy her home. Still, it means someone is stuck with her.] And what good are you, I wonder? You're barely a wisp.

[rewritethesky]

[She may be a wisp, but you sir, are a jerk.

She has her own reservations about being chosen to fight for them here, but its hardly something she wants to say to this man. She keeps her expression neutral, reserved and distant, but at the same time, Namine can't help but divert her eyes.]

Sometimes a child can be stronger than someone older and more experienced. [Sora's been able yo smack down every bad guy he's faced against, and even managed to cut a building in half. Nonetheless, she doesn't sound terribly annoyed or anything, just very firm.] Physical strength isn't all that the dragons need.

[beholdthedrums]

[Yep. That's him. Classic Jerk.

Well. He honestly wasn't expecting her to talk back. He raises a brow.]

And are you? Do you believe yourself to be more experienced than some of the other outsiders here?

[Or does she simple wish she was?]

[rewritethesky]

[She's still not looking at him entirely, just stealing glances every so often.

Because she wishes. Oh Light, she wishes so much, but she knows she's not strong enough, or deserves to be such.]

Not me. But, I've seen others that have been. Maybe not as experienced, but just as strong.

[beholdthedrums]

[He folds his arms over his robe.] So we're back to the original point: what use are you? Let me guess, they have you picking flowers. The little errand girl.

Sorry! the tag got lost in my inbox >. <

[rewritethesky]

[Better than being a Blacksworn geez.

She can't let his words get to her, though his question is extremely hard to ignore. It reminds her of DiZ, and the statements and things he used to say about Nobodies. About her.

Namine shakes her head numbly.] ...I will do whatever they need me to do.

no worries!

[beholdthedrums]

So you'll die for them.

[His mocking is gone and he simply looks down at her with a serious expression. It isn't like he's never sent children into battle (though he put them into metal spheres), but...]