Lor01 - Ripple

The damage in Amber was reflected in Rebma...
Not brick for brick was it mirrored, nor in lives lost, but enough...

The rubble was cleared and the final respect given to the dead. Mourning would come later, in private.

Llewella, the Queen's sister was spending some time with her other family in the city above. Now it was time for Lorelei, the Queen's daughter by Corwin to do the same. After losing Morganthe so long ago, the Queen Mother would have sent an entire squad of soldiers to protect this daughter. For the first time ever, the Queen relented allowing Lorelei to travel with just one of the elite guard.

Knowing how harbor water is typically polluted, her guard carries an enchanted stone. It causes the surrounding water to be cleaned/purified around it for 30 feet in all directions. Where water meets air, the interface churns and froths. The woman and her guard emerge from Amber's harbor at the center of this effect.

Using local objects to build a frame of reference, the smaller woman is only small in comparison. She is 6 feet naught. She has long black hair, so dark that it has blue undertones when the light hits it just so. And when one is close enough to see them, she has beautiful jade-colored catlike eyes and arched eyebrows that stand out against her pale pink complexion. She possesses a slim and unusually fit built made all the more enticing by one obvious fact. This is a Rebman woman of noble blood in fairly standard Rebman attire; black swim-trunks covered by a short skirt of silver scales with pouches along the belt-line. Her only other adornments are a coiled bracer on her left forearm that resembles a flattened silver eel and a saber hanging at her side. The most striking thing about her, other than the obvious, is that she has a strong resembles to Faiella’s bloodline.

Her guard, on the other hand, grabs your attention for an entirely different reason. He is nine feet tall, naturally armored (as in it is part of him) and looking like a cross between an extremely muscular man and a crab; the human-ish hand holding a trident and the other being a crustacean claw the length of your elbow to fingertips... it's head looking like a flattened helmet or rice paddy worker's hat... For those not in a panic, one might notice that the portion of his trident between shaft and trines displays the Rebman royal crest identifying him as a member of their palace guard. Could this be one of those near legendary tritons?
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"To arrive by sea after misplacing one little boat hardly seems to warrant such a reception," Lorelei replies with an almost bored demeanor.

Looking up and catching the eye of her guard, in a serious tone she tells him, "Return to the palace and inform the Queen [Moire] and Queen Mother [Moins] that I have safely arrived in Amber."

Returning her gaze to the captain of the harbor guard she adds, "Be prepared for an education when the royals in yon castle hear of this. I am Princess Lorelei of Rebma..."

At that moment Eivor's booming voice reaches them, "Is this how you greet my royal cousin? Send word to the castle of the arrival of our guest."

And Lorelei finishes her introdution, "... daughter of Prince Corwin of the royal family of Amber."
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"There is more to those events than has been told to those outside the Family," Lorelei tells the Captain. "I shall keep your council in mind..."

'The problem with near immortality,' she thinks to herself, 'is that over time it devalues everything around the bearer, especially the people... Not that the willfully ignorant are any better in their short-sightedness...'

She scans the docks in the direction the booming voice had originated from, and quickly spots the familiar faces aboard the Antelope.   Pushing down a feeling of unease at the sight of the ship itself, she approaches the gang-plank and calls, "Ahoy, Antelope... Permission to come aboard."
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She returns the greeting with a deep nod saying only, "Lorelei" for his benefit.

"I have noticed. At a time such as this, it is my duty to visit the castle, but I saw my cousins aboard and wanted to exchange a few words with them before I make my way up the mountain."  Taking a deep [eye-popping] breathe as she raises her hand, as a Lady would for a Lord, she says, "Perhaps you could tell me about your ship while we make our way over to the cousin who is still on deck."

She took in every detail that could seen on the approach and decided she has seen vessels in better condition sitting on the ocean floor. Was the ship named Antelope because, on a good day, it looks like it had been repeatedly trampled? Now is not the time, however, to share that observation or supposition...

She follows where he leads...
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[OOC: With everyone remaining in their own thread, while they interact I'll multi-post.]


Calvera:
Lorelei:
"As I was telling Captain Barrett, with the events of Amber being reflected into Rebma, it's my duty to visit the castle and pay my respects.  I noticed Family aboard and had to indulge Tradition.  There is no telling how many decades before we see each other again."

"Speaking of, I hope our respective fathers' game has finally been set aside, and our's will be one of our own making."

She moves her hands such that he can grip them in his own or step between them for a hug.  If he chooses the hug, their torsos briefly press together and he notices her bracer still bares a bit of sea-chill as it touches his back.  Even with both of them barefoot, Lorelei tops Calvera by two inches.  While they have similar builds, she weighs a bit less due to the gender difference.   Her hair is long and black, reaching her mid-back, and is so dark that it has blue undertones, much like his father's.  She has beautiful jade-colored catlike eyes and arched eyebrows, similar to Llewella's, that stand out against her pale pink complexion. She is attired Rebman fashion; black swim-trunks covered by a short skirt of silver scales with pouches along the belt-line. Her only other adornments are a coiled bracer on her left forearm that resembles a flattened silver eel and a saber hanging at her side.  To the initiated, her blade seems to posses a gravity of its own... At this range, it's unmistakably a Pattern-blade.

"So, what has you booking passage on this vessel?  I assume Eivor has gone below deck.  Is she travelling for the same reason?"
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The ringing of a large bell sounds out over the harbour, signalling that the tide is optimal for the ships to sail. Across the bay, ships raise anchor, unfurl sails and set out across the sea. Behind them, the docked ships pull in their gangplank, unmoor their ropes, then sail of row out into the water.

Barrett yells at his crew good-naturedly and has them push off and race the other ships out of the bay.