Veryl Arainai
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Veryl Arainai
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Right Hand and Guildmaster of House Arainai

We are the sword in the shadows.
We are the bitter taste in the last cup.
We fly proudly over those who failed and fell.

We are House Arainai, and we are Antivan Crows.

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March 9, 2025 at 6:51 PM
Veryl's lips thinned at Noa's comment but this was neither the time nor place to continue such a debate.

"Yes, let's. I am sure it will be most charming."
March 8, 2025 at 7:36 PM
"I'll keep that in mind, thank you." She offers a small bow.
March 8, 2025 at 6:29 PM
"In a way, I suppose. Though at this point it matters little. We are here to celebrate your union and not wax poetic over crow politics. I wish you and your new bride many happy years."
March 8, 2025 at 6:21 PM
"Blessings and felicitations," She greeted them with a practiced coolness. "I think perhaps your Talons would be most unhappy to know I was here, but your warm welcome is most appreciated."
March 8, 2025 at 6:15 PM
threat the 'First Talon' made." She used the title loosely as she slipped back into her carefully practiced aloofness.
March 7, 2025 at 10:25 PM
/That/ drew a reaction from the woman who then clicked her tongue against her teeth.

"Someone should shine enough light to make shadows disappear." Was all she had to say on that particular subject.

"Regardless. It will be their heads if they make a scene this day. I've already heard about the--
March 7, 2025 at 10:25 PM
Talons from attempting to stick a blade in my back."
March 7, 2025 at 9:56 PM
Veryl's lips and expression fouled the slightest bit at Noa's comment. She knew. She knew it all too well. But now was not the time to dwell on such things.

With a sweeping gesture of her hand, she invited Noa to the seat beside her. "By all means. Perhaps your presence will keep the other--
March 7, 2025 at 9:56 PM
porcelain mask of neutrality. "Perhaps. If I feel daring enough to risk my master's punishment for touching something he covets."
March 7, 2025 at 9:47 PM
Noa. Of course they would be here.

Veryl pursed her lips and looked the Talon over. She couldn't deny that they were looking singularly spectacular in their choice of garb, but she would never allow herself to show or admit such a thing.

"Noa." It was a simple greeting, their face as ever, a--
March 7, 2025 at 9:47 PM
partake in the festivities, even if it meant doing so alone.

So the elven woman found herself donning a suit that fit the occasion and settled herself in a back corner where she hoped her presence would go unnoticed.
March 7, 2025 at 7:47 PM
As soon as I'm forgotten by him, I'll be sure to report my findings to you.

And hm, at least on that much we can agree.
March 1, 2025 at 9:13 PM
So tell me, Noa. How /is/ running your own house agreeing with you?

I've heard the villa has lost some of its... life...recently.

Such a shame for a House with a Merchant Prince at the helm.
February 26, 2025 at 2:10 AM
Of course not.

He has others send them for him~

*Tragically, it had been her on his behalf.*
February 26, 2025 at 12:31 AM
The Talon doesn't sulk. He is doing quite well however, thank you for inquiring.
February 26, 2025 at 12:11 AM
Unsurprising, Noa.
February 25, 2025 at 11:29 PM
That they are. I imagine the casino helps quite a bit in that area.
February 25, 2025 at 10:45 PM
A surprisingly warm greeting.
February 25, 2025 at 10:36 PM
Hm.
February 25, 2025 at 10:36 PM
Hello~
February 25, 2025 at 10:28 PM