Masquerade Ball Guestbook

[Semutara]

A masked nolthrir, in a dress decorated with leaves walks up to the books and signs quickly

S

[Sadie]

Signed in old fashioned copper-plate:
Sanrai M.

[Aiwendil]

Aiwendil Hallacar

[Zalya]

Written in messy hand writing sits Zalya's signiture. Despite the clear lack of much eye hand coordination she has tried her best to make it look good.

Zalya Alamor

[Babo]

In short, fat, and thick handwriting:

Des

[Eonwind]

Eonwind Garthe

[bilbous]

* bilbous signs Crosh Dunehammer

[Nightflyer0ne]

Dharah walks up and signs for a friend:

Quinn Rulipi

[Jjairr]

Jjairr Wolfhound

[Fyrre Tijorra]

An Enkidukai in a grinning mask with strings of bones over fur dyed black with warmly-colored stripes approaches the book and looks side to side, making sure that no one is around.

She writes "Fyrre Tygyrr Tijorra", and draws the ugly face of a widely smiling striped fenki with big eyes beside it.

More quickly, she adds "Burrt Panterru," also sketching a portrait of a handsome menki with the shape of a bird on his face, and runs off.

[Tessra]

A Ylian, clothed in layers of gauzy lilac chiffon drifts silently through the crowd to the book.  She wears a mask with the [slightly sacrilegious] effigy of Dakkru crowned with crystals.  She flips through the book, noting who has been signing it, smiling at some names, smirking at others.  After a time, she begins looking about for a quill.  Seeing none, and certainly not having one stored in her skirts, she calls up a bit of magic, forming a perfect ice-crystal quill between her fingers.  She pricks it into the skin of her forearm, and using the small welling of blood, writes in an firm, upright hand:

Tesh.

She frowns to herself, and after a moments hesitation scratches it out, and replaces it with a decidedly more elegant:

~Teshia Dastrid~

[Jilata]

A female diaboli, missing one of her horns and wearing a dress adorned with fire carcass feathers walks up to the guestbook and enters in a clean handwriting:

Telena Rakn

[SAristo]

"Stellan Aristo" fills up most of one page. Underneath in the same handwriting: "Compliments to the organizers."

[Jilata]

A little Ylian child of around 6-7 cycles enters the masquerade, plays a bit with the smoke coming from a vase and falls asleep somewhere there, not noticing the guest book.

[Mariana Xiechai]

A slight klyros moves towards the book, clothed from head to toe in a violet, flowing gown. Her finely detailed and decorated wings splay outwards as she begins flipping through it, taking careful observation of the names, confident in the anonymity that her smiling, impish mask grants her. Bright eyes flick upwards towards the milling crowd, and she taps the book with her quill for a moment, considering, weighing different possibilities and problems that signing the thing may generate. Finally, she merely sticks her blue-steel carakas quill back into the pack hidden beneath her sash and turns away, resuming an owlish vigil of the milling audience.