Cecile no Eglantine/Rumors

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Numerous tales of how people just love my long, dexterous fingers...

...For playing the harp, of course!


 * IC Date: December 22, 1207 Eglantine House always seems to be in the rumors of the Night Court, both on and off the Mont. The same day that the other rumor of the Dowayne's consort begins to circle, this one has already been swirling around the Mont, and now it begins to leak towards the city proper.  It seems that Cecile no Eglantine has decided to undergo a partial retirement. Adepts and courtesans are heard murmuring in the Crown and Blade, the Kahve de Cay Salon, the Hall of Games, and without a doubt Eisheth's Harp.  A small cluster of Eglantine tumblers and dancers whispers in a corner of Eisheth's Harp as they stretch out their muscles before a rehearsal. "It seems the lovers have had quite the serious conversation," one says to the others, giving their troupe leader, Cecile's own father, a furtive look. "Cecile left the Dowayne's office a few days ago with tears sliding down her cheeks and a resigned look upon her face, and I later heard the Dowayne speaking with his Second of partial retirement..."  As they set up a table in the Hall of Games for a card game, a pair of Bryonys might be overheard arguing along the same lines. "Cecile has retired from the Service of Naamah, I tell you," says the first with some vehemence. His cohort shakes her blonde head rather forcefully with her response, "I won't believe it. She's only 20!" Decimus looks over at Odette somberly, "Believe it. She hasn't been quite the same since just before last year's Longest Night..."  The mumbles heard about the city watering holes are in the same vein. Shock, disbelief, gravity, righteous haughtiness: these and many other emotions meet the rumor head on. In the end though, it appears that the rumor is correct. Cecile no Eglantine will no longer accept assignations involving Naamah's Arts.


 * IC Date: Dec 21, 1207 Several priestesses at Naamah's temple are talking as they prepare for the Longest Night.  "I could not believe my ears when I heard it!" The first says as she dons her robes after a bath. "Right here she was."  "What are you talking about?" Another does ask while a third listens on.  "The Eglantine Dowayne's Consort was asked to speak of the Longest Night to a young lady who had never been to one here in the city. For an Eglantine, her words were so unflattering. All she could say was that she'd been to too many, and made it sound so boring! Oh, she said that the Mont's was likely better than the Palace's, but honestly..." She goes on to shake her head, "Said she'd prefer to be alone in her rooms than have to take part in it. "  The other two priestesses look surprised to hear this, "Perhaps she should consider retiring. Surely when one finds such traditions boring, one should find other pasttimes?"  "She dared to say that it was not one of Naamah's traditions, making it seem as if it shouldn't be one celebrated and went on how she was bid to go the year before, and made to do so again." The first does continue with another shake of her tawny hair.  "Here is hoping then that she doesn't go, for certainly someone who looks upon the night in such a way, only courts bad luck for the evening." The third answers as she brushes out her hair. "Perhaps she should join the Casselines in their Vigil." This comes with a smirk.  This has them all laughing, and conversation soon turns to the evening ahead.