Swan Greets The Spider

[Arachnia of the Hour]

Ascending Fire 3,


*the sun was rising in the sky when a woman of Northern heritage with long white hair and quiet gray eyes appeared suddenly in front of the gate to Imperveress. There was a weapon sheathed at her back, the length running down her body to rest at her knees. She was delicate, though not unnaturally so, the womanly curves and her relaxed stance the only thing suggesting she wasn't as delicate as she looked. She dressed fairly simply, short pants tucked into boots topped by a loose cut-off strapless shirt that exposed the soft skin of her midriff. She looked up at the top of the arch and called out, her voice melodic and strikingly beautiful*

Good morning, Imperveress

[Ress]

ascending fire 3

* And almost as if such an act was its trigger, a shaft of light exploded before her, letting out not a sound untill it solidified into the form of a tall southeastern man, wearing light armor of which seemed expensively decorated, made from solid golden light, like everything else about him. He Bowed to her, then greeted her*

" Hello stranger. I am pleased you know the name of these lands. Welcome to Imperveress, the mighty empire in the east. What brings you here, and do you seek entry?"

[Arachnia of the Hour]

Ascending Fire 3,


I have heard many things of Imperveress. I am here to visit Arachnia , though I'm afraid I won't be staying too long

*the woman bowed in turn to this guard, noting that he was made of pure essence and seemed to have more knowledge than the average being in his post. Knowing that Imperveress had such magical sentries brought a smile to her face, though she had already scouted the place out in her times passing by in the past*

[Ress]

Ascending fire, 3

* Sentinel smiled at the woman standing before him.... but quickly it dissapeared and was replaced with a look of shock as his sensors picked up something strange about her* " y-y Yes.. i'll let her know... well.... welcome... come on in"

* The weapons on the manse retracted as Sentinel stepped to the side, allowing her inside*

[Arachnia of the Hour]

Ascending Fire 3,

*the woman's hand went to her mouth as she tried not to laugh, a barely perceptible giggle escaping despite her efforts. With a brilliant smile and a wink directed at Sentinel, the expression both openly comfortable and playful, though it lacked the sensuality of Arachnia's flirtations*

Thank you, vigilant defender, I should be there within the hour

*once inside she started in on her chanting and hand gestures, and within seconds she had disappeared into thin air*

[Arachnia of the Hour]

Ascending Fire 3,

*Arachnia stood in wait outside the Imperial Manse in the courtyard for her guest. A long dress in black hugged the curves of her body, a low v-cut to her neckline and a scooped-out back that ended at her sacrum. Ebon locks swept down her back, caressing her skin and offering fleeting glimpses of milky white as she moved. Whoever was visiting had given Sentinel a start so Arachnia had decided that she would meet whoever it was outside both as a sign of respect and also from the wariness that she felt at letting the woman in her home*

[Arachnia of the Hour]

Ascending Fire 3,


*before long and definitely within the hour she had promised, the woman appeared in a silent burst of essence. Seeing Arachnia she smiled and headed over to her from the corner of the courtyard. Gray eyes took the Empress in and the sophisticated sexuality she was currently exuding*

Hello Arachnia Of The Hour. In case you're not sure who you're looking at, I am Thirteen Feathers. I know of the young ones you've been acquiring and I also know of the fate of your mentor. Given that I am offering to teach you how to make the ink and tattoo your little ones so that you don't lose them to madness. As we are both busy people I'm simply getting to the point, no I am not asking for anything in return for this service, I'm doing it because I simply can't sit idly by when Unblooded remain as such. So, I now await your answer

*Thirteen Feathers tucked a flyaway hair behind her ear as she watched the younger Lunar before her*

[Arachnia of the Hour]

Ascending Fire 3,

*seeing the woman appear as she did, Arachnia recognized that she was a sorceress and she mused over that for the few seconds it took the guest to reach her. She turned a welcoming smile on the woman, noting the abnormal size of the weapon on her back in comparison to the stature of its wielder. The mention of her full Lunar name and then the introduction only confirmed Arachnia's suspicions. So this was Thirteen Feathers? She could see it now, and the Tell of her esteemed guest remained unhidden, though her tattoos were currently unseen*

It is a pleasure to meet you, Thirteen Feathers. I know of you and find myself flattered in such a presence

*the Empress wasn't having trouble believing the good will Thirteen Feathers preached for her reasoning, this woman was well known for doing things like this. As it was she had at least five young Lunars under her wing, pun intended, and five that had left the nest already. She was a person whom even Arachnia respected and found herself not completely adverse to. Odd, given her general distaste for other Lunars her rank and higher, but the black widow suspected no foul play with her guest despite the strangeness of it all*

Your offer is welcome. I know you ask for nothing in return but please accept a room and food for the duration of your stay and some for the road when we are done

[Arachnia of the Hour]

Ascending Fire 3,


*her face broke out into a grin again and Thirteen Feathers nodded to Arachnia, amused at the formality she had been greeted with*

Sure, sure, I hope you're not busy so we can get started right away. In fact, there's no better time than the present in this case, so grab a seat and open your ears

*she chuckled to herself as she reached into the sheath despite the weapon encased in it and pulled out a set of tools. Thirteen Feathers began her demonstration and lessons in a voice that remained as naturally euphonious as when she had first arrived*