Board Thread:Other Roleplay/@comment-25475487-20150711023202/@comment-25535739-20150711030617

Constant chatter came from throughout the hall as the many citizens of the RK laughed, talked, and danced throughout the night. Stationed around the ball room were some of the soldiers from the Kingdom, in case anything happened, or Phobe was able to sneak inside. Thankfully, nothing had happened so far in the night, it seemed to be relitively peaceful, unlike the last ball, which was considered a massive failure, for reasons that won't be discussed now.

Most of the guards were stationed outside, welcoming the visitors to the castle. Though they were on strict orders from their general not to move from their spot unless something horrible were to happen. The soldiers knew better than to disobey him, so they stayed put. Just as it seemed the final few guests were entering the castle, the soldiers heard footsteps behind them. Big footsteps. Clearly from someone heavily armored. Around half of them sighed as they were told to enter a defensive stance. The general instantly turned his head to a guard that was either not paying attention, or didn't bother. Clearly, this guy was new.

A sudden feeling of dread shot up the guy's spine as the general drew closer to him and stared him right in the eye. Looking at the pose his fellow comrades were in, he opted to take it to, making the general take a step back and looking over his soldiers. He cleared his throat and began to speak. "Your efforts are appreciated. Due to the sheer number of guests currently attending the castle, the King has declared that no others be invited inside. And thus, due to this, you have been given free time until the ball is over."

The soldiers cheer, for once, the general was actually being a decent person! But, a few moments later, their joy turned to annoyance. "The ball ends at 1:30. The current time is 12:59. Have fun." The general turned back to inside, chuckling. He arrived in his room and took of his armour, replacing it with a rather fetching tuxedo. Looking at himself in the mirror, he smiled slightly and made his way downstairs. Arriving in the ballroom, no one really caught his attention at first, so decided to take a walk or two around the room, silently judging the characters he walked passed, making sure none of them looked remotely Phoenix-like.