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Active Spells: Spell 1 (Duration: x/x)
The Rune Knights were no exception to the celebrations of the season. Marshalls Serilda and Mythal had decided to host a Yule Formal for the Knights to celebrate the holiday and give everyone a chance to get together. The two had mentioned the idea to the Generals and Major Generals, and Beaux had eagerly offered to organize the event. Coming from Napedia, he was raised in the high society and knew what all it required to be a host. From decorations to food, lighting to music, Beaux was excited to show off the skills he had been taught.
It had taken weeks of preparation and testing to get the event organized. The Major General spent an entire week trying to find the perfect catering. Taste test after taste test had gone wrong, but at last he found a wonderful company based out of Rose Garden. Hiring staff for the event was less of a struggle, but still he came across a few employees who thought Beaux’s strict planning was ridiculous. The angel took this very seriously, maybe too much so. Every detail had to be perfect for his comrades and superiors. Meticulous planning meant for a fun evening for everyone else, despite the anxiety it gave Beaux. But he was determined, and his hard work had paid off.
Beaux stood at the back of the mess hall, which had been thoroughly cleaned and turned into a magnificent ballroom. The building had been full of bustling event employees in the days prior. All the cafeteria tables had been moved to another building to make room for circular tables and a temporary ballroom floor to be put in. Each table had been decorated with a wintery floral arrangement and had seats for about eight people. The ballroom floor was made of fine white pine wood and shone gloriously. Walls and support beams all around the room had been decorated with wreaths and ribbons, an ode to the season and the holiday. In a corner of the room, a band prepared and tested their instruments to play festive music throughout the night. From the ceiling, lacrimas generated fake magic snow that fell down into the room but disappeared before it could reach the tables or any people, giving the room a wintery scene.
At the head of the room, opposite where the Major General was standing, there was a small stage and podium. Serilda had requested that at the beginning of the night she had a place and moment to give a speech to the Rune Knights attending. Beaux had made especially sure the podium was the correct height and was decorated with a large glowing Rune Knight symbol. He wanted Serilda to look regal upon the stage. She likely would without any contribution of decorations, but the effort was made anyway. Behind the little stage loomed three massive pine trees. The middle one was the tallest, reaching almost all the way to the ceiling. It was decorated from top to bottom with tinsel, holly leaves, bundles of cinnamon bark, animal-shaped ornaments, and lights. Atop the tree sat a large star-shaped lacrima that let off a beautiful golden light. The two smaller trees were decorated only with lights.
Beaux pushed himself off the wall and strode to the stage where he would wait for Serilda and Mythal. The tall man was dressed in a beautifully detailed suit that he had picked out while shopping with Wren. Intricate blue designs colored the sleeves, shoulders, and edges of the white coat. Beneath it he wore a blue waistcoat that was the same blue color as his trousers. Instead of a tie, he wore around his neck a jabot - a ruffled piece of fabric. Beaux’s silver hair was styled to perfection.
As Beaux surveyed the final product, he was filled with excitement. All the stress and hard work had paid off thoroughly and he couldn’t wait to see everyone’s faces when they stepped into the room. He had arrived early to finish any last-minute preparations, but now it was time for people to start arriving. Comrades and their dates would be entering soon and he was excited to see those he knew and meet those he didn’t.
The angel waited near the stage for Serilda and Mythal as Rune Knights and their guests began to flood in. Chatter began to fill the room with a dull roar, interrupted only occasionally by bouts of raucous laughter from some of the privates. Music started to play from the band, soothing yet jovial. Beaux couldn’t keep the smile from his face.
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