The Masked Ball

[King Uther Pendragon]

The finery of Castle Pendragon's ballroom is usually saved for those who were born into families with money, but to celebrate the king reaching the milstone of 50, the doors have been opened to the whole of Camelot.

The attire is somewhat different to a normal ball too. Everyone is in costume, everyone wears a mask and no one is who they appear to be.


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[Casalynn Laymont]

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Casalynn placed her jewel encrusted silver mask on her face, making sure it was fixed firmly in place before she entered the Pendragon's ballroom. Never had she been here before and she had to admit, she was finding it difficult to contain her excitement. Even though she was far from poor and had her very own Manor, thanks to a little inheritance, she never normally had reason to dress up in her finery. The Masked Ball gave her opportunity to meet up with some old friends and cross paths with one Arthur Pendragon of whom she owed so much to and of course it was a very special event for it was king Uther's birthday.

The patter of Casalynn's elegant high shoes connected gracefully with the floor as she glided across the cobbled pathway into the Castle. Nodding on her way past the many Knights of Camelot who were keeping tabs on who entered, she soon navigated her way to the famous Ballroom. Staring the large, proud oakwood doors in her path, she placed a gentle hand on the doorknob and turned it with ease, pushing them open to be greeted by the sight of the, much bigger than she had initially thought, ballroom.

Leaving all of her worries behind her, she walked into the room with her head held high, straightening her enigmaticly coloured dress and re-affirming her headdress in her hair before walking forward with a spring in her step ready for the evenings ball of mingling and dancing!

[Lady Raven Silvester]

Raven was just finishing getting ready for the ball. The King's fiftieth! Wow he had reached a mile stone! She smiled at herself in the mirror as she finished putting her hair up in a long ponytail. She wore her black tiara and a bib necklace. Her dress was black and Gothic in style and she wore black silk gloves. Her mask was shaped like a cat as they were her favourite animals after dogs and horses. She left her home and went in her carriage to the ball.

As she got there she saw various people. It was full of laughter and cheer. It made her feel so warm inside. She was offered a drink by a passing servant, which she took with a smile on her ruby red lips. Tonight was going to be a night to remember.

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[Merlin Emrys]

Merlin had been drinking.

Earlier, he had visited Arthur's chamber, and decked himself out in one of the Prince's fine outfits (without asking), which was far too big from him and hung from his skinny frame. Whilst he should have been waiting on the attendees of the feast, Merlin had decided that this opportunity was far too good to waste! I can mingle with the party goers, he thought, and using Arthur's mirror, he had fixed a mask over his grinning face. In the reflection Merlin caught sight of a pitcher of wine sat on the Prince's table...

Just one glass to get in the party spirit... he had thought.

A pitcher of wine later, Merlin swayed through the doors to the ball, a large grin on his face as he watched the blur of people moving about before him. He took a sweeping stride into the room, Arthur's red velvet cape billowing behind him... and immediately collided with a woman.

"I'ms...sosorry." he slurred, attempting some sort of bow as means of apology.

[Lady Raven Silvester]

Raven felt someone collide with her. She spilled some of her drink. She then heard a man say sorry. "It's ok. You look a little bit drunk." she smiled. She took her mask away from her eyes. She then looked at the liquid on the floor and said, "Fumo." she whispered. Her eyes flashed gold and the wine evaporated. "I'm Lady Raven Silvester of Denvonshire. Who might you be good sir?" she asked.

[Lady Morgana le Fey]

As Morgana had spent many years in the forefront of court as Uther's ward, she knew that when it came to masked balls it was almost impossible for her to hide her identity. For this occasion she had a brand new dress made in a bright red with gold trim but even with that her hair and poise she was sure would be a dead giveaway. She had considered for a time going dressed in one of Gwen's dresses- ie change roles with Gwen, but in the end she decided to go more as herself to honour the King and his decision to raise her. The one thing she made sure of was to offer one of her dresses to Gwen for the night if she wished to wear it.

"Gwen, as someone who has been there for me in all my rough patches, I want you to enjoy the night. You are not to work tonight!"

The only work she allowed Gwen to do was to help her into the dress since it did require a little bit of help. After that Morgana did her own hair and makeup while Gwen took care of hers. When Morgana was satisfied with her appearance she donned her lacy mask and headed down to the party.

She entered the party and let her gaze wander around the room. Considering it was the King's 50th birthday party- a milestone for sure, the room was decked out in festive colours and the banquet hall had been opened to the entire court. In Morgana's mind she was ready for the festivities to begin. She circled the room slowly taking in as many of the sights as possible.
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