Thunder of Thanasis Oops

[Azad]

Thanasis - The Lilwen Estate

"Ahhh, this shit is too easy with you." Azad said as he held up a brilliantly sparkling sapphire necklace. The gem practically glowing itself as he held it in front of a candle.

Besides him a little dragon turned in quick circles, bounding happily up and down upon the wooden floor in excitement. "Okay okay, careful. If your trick isn't going to silence that kind of thudding."

The Thief said with a wide grin as he leaned down and scratched the little Dragon's head. Spinny almost immediately pressing into his side and letting out a small growl of appreciation. The Dragon's maw falling open as shadowy flames crackled down in his throat, a strange sort of noise that Azad had come to realize was something very much like a cats purr.

He patted the little dragon for a few seconds more, than slowly rose. "Lets see what else there is, eh?"

Azad said with a wide grin, and then headed towards the door which lead out of Lady Lilwen's apartments. His head, invisible as it was, poking out into the hallway. He spotted no one of course, and even if he did, all they would see was a door that had swung open all on it's own. Azad stepped outside, smiling to himself as the music from down below echoed up even down here.

His amusement couldn't be kept in check as he thought of all the rich fools dancing and bandying about at the Gala below. The Lilwen family had long been of high standing within the upper reaches of Thanasis, wealthy beyond even most other noble houses, their soiree's were praised even by the Queen herself. Getting an invitation to a Lilwen party was like getting handed a bar of gold. There were rumors one could sell an invitation for the price of a Home in the upper district.

Not that Azad really gave a shit, he just knew it meant two things; There would be lots of shit to steal, and everyone was going to be distracted by all the pretty dresses.

He just had to make sure to keep his head down, and by the end of the night he would be several degrees wealthier.

Just as the Gods intended.

 

[Nadya]

"Stop playing with your dress, you're going to ruin it." Chastised Lady Caliar, swatting at the offending hand of her eldest daughter.

Nadya directed an exasperated look her mother's way, clicking her tongue in addition to whispering heatedly below her breath, "We are not here for me, it's Stasya you want married off." Her sister three years younger than her, and by far the prettiest daughter. The Caliars boasted four daughters, a family with old ties to a dying god of old in Thanasian history. That god had chosen Nadya to be his rider, but after a decade, whispers had begun to surface about whether the great Storm Dragon Kalyss should chose a new bond.

"We are, nadi. You're behaving that considered unfit of a guest of the Lilwens."

Nadya was an Ascendant, her choice of career after bonding the dying god at his behest, but she rathered being in the skies than being in stuffy dresses and put on display. Stasya was better suited for it. She watched as her sister laughed and smiled, using her fan to appear demure and mysterious as a great many bachelors made effort to greet the young woman.

She also heard the whispers going around as to why the eldest, the heir, was not making an effort to carry on the Caliar legacy.

"I need air." Nadya sighed, picking up her silver skirts with reluctance and quickly excused herself. There surely was somewhere quiet she could hide out in for a short while to escape the types of people she wanted nothing to do with.