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The evening was hosted by a myriad of faces of society in Kryta of Elonian heritage in Ossan's beloved watering hole - The Golden Sun.
Pictured left top, posing together are the Minister of Ossan, Lord Savik Mirvolan whose refusal to divulge the identity of his hatter has inspired a swirl of rumours in the fashion world that perhaps the steals them; the evening's host and Minister hopeful Lady Layla Najjar in a lovely dusky indigo Dolce & Banana number and, socialite and Queen Salma College student, Lady Nela Aurum who shared her bubble gum pink dress was designed by Elonian fashion icon, Arpyur Rising. .
Lady Najjar opened the evening with a lovely oration and led us into a night of fun-filled support of the Amnoon Education Initiative supported by the school's alumni and led us into a welcoming speech on behalf of the foundation by Lady Shirin Shahzad, left bottom, who graced us with a beautiful bespoke gown done in Shahzad purple also by Dolce & Banana.
We moved through the events and into one of the Asura Julius' famous auctions. Mister Julius, top right, is the Krewe Chief for the archaeological organization known as DIG and declined to comment on the origins of his outfit.
The auction in question earned the night quite the enthusiastic spending on the part of its wealthy attendees, the top item of the night being a vial of water taken from the fountain of youth that was sold off at 800 gold. A delightful and interesting piece, though does beg the question: Is it legitimate?
Our final event of the evening, drawing the scheduled affairs to the close was the presentation by Lady Odile Marchand, bottom right, whose floating Zubair Mirage lavender number was breath-taking.
The spectacle of her performance, assisted by Lady Aurum in kind was reported by onlookers to be truly something to witness as the grace and aptitude of both dancers was stunning and expertly executed.
Among the other attendees of the night, cheesecake whiz and organizer of the Rurikton Talent shows, Lady Aleyanna Denton, left, appeared, though the outfit worn by her Ladyship was not of couture design and instead she graced us with standard-issue Pact dress uniform.
Also in attendance, Secretary of the Western Commons, Miss Francesca Pavoni, right, attended. Miss Pavoni's dress is reported of unknown design, pictured in a patterned navy and gold that is said to be the colours of the Queen Salma College and leaves us wondering if the young official purchased it off the rack for the occasion.
Reported slimeball, Lord Fabrizio Bellasario attended, though he spent most of the night hankering after Lady Marchand right in front of his ex-wife, who happened to be the evening's host.
Lord Bellasario is pictured left in a mossy coloured Dolce & Banana, a popular designer for the evening.
Also attending, another Minister hopeful and reported mother-to-be, Lady Laila Dylane, pictured right, whose outfit mostly hid her baby bump, avidly bid throughout the night on items put for auction.
It is the first we've seen of Lady Dylane out at societal affairs. The Lady reported at our query the emerald dress was made for her by one Lady Liandrin, an unknown dressmaker out of Claypool.
Social newcomer, Rhyland Greywater, in a dusky coloured suit made by a tailor, Myria; whose catering company supplied the evening's provisions through a suspected partnership with the Golden Sun, was also in attendance.
Mister Greywater is pictured above with an unknown young woman whom by research has been revealed to be Miss Aislin Askel, whose peach ball gown was similarly patterned to Miss Pavoni's, though created by Shanel.
The evening was also attended by Former Vice Legate, Lady Stella Aguillard, right, who arrived late in a black glittering number by Merula del Bosque. Lady Aguillard arrived fashionably, abysmally late and did spend most of her time chatting up former colleagues,
Miss Cosette Hale, of course, appeared in a stunning silvery purple corseted gown, left, made for her by Evelyn Cheung, that was cinched so tight it might explain the scowl on her face. Miss Hale has been reported absent from most social gatherings as of late, preferring, it seems, the company of only one particular person who did not attend the soiree.
Lastly, of the individuals pictured, Lord Christopher Page was spotted out of his usual haunt. An alumnus of the school himself, Lord Page, left, is wearing a navy and yellow get-up made for him by the private tailor, Madame Maude complemented the Lord's delicate skin tone.
A good source tells us that recently spotted crashing a lake-side party of Salma College students, was none other than the Minister of Beetletun himself. Allegedly out for a stroll, the Minister is quoted to have been 'just checking it out' for some reason.
A Stinging Rejection?
Witnesses in the Maiden's Whisper watched as the poor secretary of Salma made an attempt to ask out a gentleman whilst having a glass of wine and being famously rejected. The poor girl left in tears!
Up in Flames?
At the very same party reported having been crashed by Minister Volkov, things got a little wild and one student was spotted running, screaming into the lake whilst on fire. Sounds like a security issue, if you ask me.
Looking for Love?
The Lady Vice Legate has retired. Why you ask? Love. In a stunning open session this week, the young Minister declared in a show boaty fashion that she was leaving her station to pursue the new goal of becoming a wife. Yawn!
Hot for Teacher?
Two unnamed individuals, one suspected to be a teacher at Queen Salma College were spotted canoodling in a broom closet by another student. Wonder who it might be.
Dear Tattler...
Dear Tattler,
My husband lost his job. He had worked there since we were married five years ago. I gave up my own career to raise our family and now I am frustrated and hurt, as his own actions caused his dismissal. How do I show him support when I'm so frustrated?
Signed,
Stay At Home Mom
Dear Mom,
Honestly, first things first, get a good divorce lawyer and leave his butt behind. Then, go get yourself a make over, a boob job and use the alimony to buy yourself a nice place. You don't need to put up with his crap anymore than you already have. He sounds like a real loser and you, girl, are a goddess who should be pampered.
XOXO,
The Tattler
Dear Tattler,
I'm moving to a brand new place. Everything’s new. Not just the location
but the people, the types of people, how they talk, how they interact,
what they do for fun. They’re a different breed of animal, seems like.
How do I fit in and make friends?
Signed,
K
Dear K,
They say imitation is the best form of flattery. Or something. Treat it like an experiment, buy the clothes, talk the talk, act like you belong and darling, you will. If there's one thing about people I know, is that they're dumb and they want to be fooled. Give them what they want. Invent a new you.
XOXO,
The Tattler
Dear Tattler,
How can someone become as renowned as these people you write about? I’d like to make my entrance into the upper echelon of society’s most talked about.
Signed,
Wallflower
Dear Wallflower,
If you're not already rich and famous, the best way I know of to join the ranks of the Krytan elite, is to marry in. Find yourself a nice old bachelor and don't forget to put out.
XOXO,
The Tattler
How Far is Too Far?
Mesmer Magic has always been a hot topic of conversation for the sceptical minds of Divinity's Reach to debate. From the newest debutantes, all the way up to the Queen, herself, Mesmers certainly keep things interesting. But, how far is too far?
Sources nearest to us at the Tattler betray that he hottest new trend in Mesmer magic this season has been to illusion one's body to look better. Nothing new, one might argue but, we disagree! In recent most years, the young debutantes of Divinity's reach have become mothers and with it the plague of muffin top has settled upon the beautiful elite.
Recently released from an unfair imprisonment due to a completely misguided and false stalking charge, the Tattler's esteemed photographer has taken to the streets again to expose he would-be illusionistas.
Desperate to keep their so-thought girlish figures, Divinity's Reach socialites; among them are Luxelen Larkspur of the Ruirkton Roses and the former Vice Legate, Stella Aguillard as well as many many more, reported to be the worst offenders of illusioning their muffin tops.
No shame in getting old, but there is shame in lying to the people. This publication suggests bringing a mirror wherever you go, or risk being duped!
Fauste Watch 1332
The continuous twists and turns, unfolding drama concerning the life of Doctor Cesare Fauste has sold more magazines in this season than most, so to celebrate that fact we have pinned the doctor down (not literally, don't be weird) and scored an exclusive interivew, in his own words about who he is as a man and a lover.
Recent sightings of himself with anyone other than Cosette Hale are few and far between.
However! This rag has begun to wonder if Cosette Hale is playing the Ascalonian silver fox after she was spotted recently sharing a bottle of wine with Jason Balmonte. Scandalous!
Name: Doctor Cesare Fauste
Nickname: Fauste
If I weren’t a doctor, I’d be:
I suppose I would still be a soldier, likely one who has ascended rather well in rank. However, one never knows. I may have broken my leg doing something foolish.
If I could trade lives with another person, it would be:
There is no other person I'd prefer to be. I've never had a life cross mine such I envied, save for a house cat.
My worst habit is:
My obsession with precision and my view of perfection. I do not rest until I am certain that something is unable to improve more than it already has.
I’m most insecure about my:
Ancestry. Those before me have humbled my course due to their frivolity.
I feel sexiest in:
Naked, I suppose. Usually the reason for being naked is the cause.
I get secretly annoyed when:
Someone tries to show me they are more alpha than I.
The weirdest rumor I’ve heard about myself is:
Literally any rumor.
The best gift I’ve ever been given:
My children, without a doubt.
I know a woman is perfect for me when:
I do not believe someone is perfect for me. I do not want someone to cater their traits to me.
I think it’s sexy when a woman:
Is patient and kind with more than just myself. Earnestness is my greatest weakness.
I wish I was more:
Open towards those who wish for my vulnerability.
A reliable source has come forth with information since our last printing that baby-watch candidate Layla Dylane is married, despite our digging through Ministry archives that prove nothing of the sort. This begs the question if Lady Dylane herself started the rumor in hopes to ward off the talk of her budding bastard.
At Last?
Someone reports notably below-the-radar and apparently famous Soprano, Lady Marcy Leoni has finally been spotted in the company of a man. The same source claims that her apparent lover is none other than the wealthy heir of the House of Pierce-- whoever that is. Will she finally score that diamond? Or will it be another failed betrothal.
Shame or Sham?
House of Merula del Bosque is well known in it's influence of Noble fashions around the world, but your faithful Tattler has learned recently that resident nut and allegedly talented seamstress, the Houses' own daughter has gone missing. Is this an attempt to get the family's business back on the radar with scandal? Or many they've finally locked her away for real.
Jealousy’s Cruel Sting?
No stranger to bad publicity, we've heard recently that Layla Salis had to recieve emergency medical attention after a visit from her ex-husband, whom is none other than Lord Fabrizio Bellasario. Our source speculates perhaps he tried to kill her.
Dear Tattler...
Dear Tattler,
Do you have any advice for how to ask a guy on a date? I’ve known someone for awhile, as they are my friend’s older brother, but our relationship has never been closer than that.
Signed,
Hopeful For More
Dear Hopeful,
Put on some lipstick, buy yourself a nice bra from Gloria's Secret, and go for it. How is he ever going to know you like him if you'd don't show it? Nothing has more power than body language and girl... there is no time like the present to make your body talk. Trust me, you won't have do any asking, he'll come to you.
XOXO,
The Tattler
Fauste Watch 1332
The saga that has been 'Fauste Watch' continues as we baby sit the developing romance drama itself between Doctor Cesare Fauste, Miss Cosette Hale, Lady Melitta Thalassa, and apparently, the Vice Legate herself.
A recent letter, pictured below boasts that maybe Lady Thalassa has given up on Doctor Fauste, while Cosette Hale seems to be stumbling through it herself. Recent reports find that perhaps the Magistrate turned Secretary is unhinging. One claimant swears she saw Miss Hale throw a tantrum in the middle of the city when the Doctor wouldn't give her the attention she deserved. Another boasts that the Secretary has made enemies with the East Commons barkeep and mother of her boss's own bastard recently reported to be the Doctor's pro bono case.
No further reports on his interest in the Vice Legate have been made, and there has been little more to go on besides the aforementioned reports concerning the other two beyond Miss Hale’s continued public bleats that the Doctor has been far too busy to appear in public with her, though she claims he always does.
We are ever dedicated to the Watch and will keep you updated as we know more... but we are starting wonder if it's all coming to an end shortly. Stay tuned for next week's magazine where we interview Doctor Fauste on just that!
The letter:
My Mistress, Lady Thalassa is welcoming suitors to engage in recreational activites, and conversation. She is tall and athletic, and recently divorced. She has a sharp wit and a penchant for fine wines. Any suitor that has a love of sailing, antiquities or enjoys activities by the water would be welcomed. Discretion is preferable. The Lady does not know I am doing this.
My source has confirmed in the war for Doctor Fauste’s heart, a third player as surged forward during this, which we have dubbed ‘Fauste Watch 1332’.
The third entrant in the fray is none other than the Vice Legate, Lady Stella Aguillard. An attendee at the recent benefit at the Vanguard reported seeing the two of them disappear into the private quarters of the Doctor’s office for a time in which they only emerged when people began looking for them.
Interesting, to say the last, considering it was also reported they had shared a seemingly intimate conversation earlier in the evening where their closeness was dispersed by none other than Fauste hopeful, Lady Melitta Thalassa.
Perhaps neither she or Miss Hale realize they haven’t really got a shot at all and are being led on.
Partygoers report that Laila Dylane, daughter of the infamously disgraced Minister apparently has been refusing alcohol at parties. Truthfully, we had expected a bevy of crisis marriages and babies to pop up but, the tea that she made a Thunderhead baby is just too much. Guess that means a desk duty for a while, if it’s true. Oops!
For her sake, let’s hope it’s not and she’s just started that new fad diet ‘Heft Helper’.
A reliable source, that is definitely not a clever intern, has reported that former Minister and recently appointed Knight Captain of the Ministry Guard, Lady Rosalynd Havashem has married by the recent appearance of a ring on the correct finger. While we’re happy for her Ladyship, our source pressed upon us a hope we can only agree with, given her proclivity for turning up with a dead husband that this one had a prenup. Or, at least, a good insurance policy.
In addition, at a party we can only assume was her secret wedding reception, a bunch of explosions could be heard in the woods. Either someone doesn’t know how to man the fireworks display, or she finally managed to make an attempt to subdue her political opponents.
One such resident of Salma has reported spotting a pair of bloomers pinned to the door of the Obscure Owl, an apothecary owned and operated by Lilith Aguillard and under the helpful watch of the handsome, but mildy weird bastard of the very same House, Mister Vlad Sobol.
A reported long-time bachelor and whatever the male version of a floozy would be, the report suggested that Mister Sobol is finally looking to settle down. But, that begs the question of why one would nail their underpants to the door when they can just go down the street and find a date at any Divinity’s Reach bar.
This reporter has received a fountain of information, on going still, about Doctor Cesare Fauste and the latest push and pull of two young socialites vying desperately for his affections.
Numerous reports boast the on going war between fresh divorcee, Lady Melitta Thalassa (formerly Griggs) and the previously unknown, Miss Cosette Hale who has been revealed via public record to be a Ministry magistrate. Both were spotted thrusting themselves into the spotlight at a hospital benefit, feeding the doctor little morsels of the donated food and the like while he tirelessly worked to aid Dragonfall’s injured.
This publication promises to stand by the unfolding drama and report on any incoming updates in what we will now be calling ‘Fauste Watch 1332′.
As this gains popularity again, I want to point out the blog’s description, updated as of today July 18.
“This blog is dedicated to the gossip magazine The Tyrian Tattler. All publications are IC, are in no way a reflection of the OOC opinions of its writer, and is to be used as a community prop.
Should you feel something has been meta-gamed; please send a private, OOC message to the blog and the issues will be resolved. OOC hate or anons will be deleted. Some posts may be NSFW!”
Gossip is asked to be submitted via the ask box.
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Submitted by family, the good Doctor Cesare Fauste seeks a companion and partner who will ease his woeful and worried hands and heart in these troubled times. Doctor Fauste is a renown gentleman, scholar, and even rumoured to be a mediumly decent lover. Inquiring minds may submit their interest to the Tattler and we will do the rest!
It was a curious case, that is, that a copy of the Tattler found its way to Vanjir’s stead in the southern wild reaches of the ‘Peaks - yet there it was, held out intrusively by Hroglaf’s hairy paw, imploring Joan to blink up from the Durmand Digest she was scanning, turning a rather critical eye upon the presented article.
“Rog, you know I am not exactly on the -market- aye?“
“Wasn’t there this lass you were trying to find a match for? Your sister - miss too good for a Norn?”
“Eesh, you mean Rue, sister in-law… always dating, never settling.” She let out a soft thoughtful hum as she tapped her chin with the now rolled up digest, brows creasing ever so slightly…
“I mean, he DOES look like someone off the covers of some of those fictional novels she used to like… and a DOCTOR too… hrm, what was it? Aye - ‘The Doctor’s Desire’’
Unbidden, a sudden smirk lit up her features. “Ah. Underworld. I mean, why not?” Crudely she ripped out a blank page from the folds of her journal and poked out the pen from its spine.
‘Dear -Krytan- Tattler,
Regarding the matter of your lonely physician, I do happen to know a promising prospect in the form of single Krytan lady, currently unaware of my inquiring. She is a-’
A pause, she wasn’t used to this form of ‘selling’. Thankfully Rog valiantly intervened - “Speak of the strength of her character! The merits that’ll be the founding of her legend!”
‘- a noble not merely for her heritage, a warrior of many heroic feats, a consumer of choice literature & a successful entrepreneur despite her twenty-something years. She’s also well off which might help in the shirt purchasing department.
Feel free to inquire for further information,
Joan Lionsbane.’
“There. Perfect. Care if I borrow one of your ravens Rog? I’ll say though - I do hope they don’t intend on publishing replies, aye? Can’t help the scholarly rep I am trying to build, having my name down in this rubbish sheet of scandals…”
Answered along side the letter, printed in today’s rag.
Dear Lonely Scholar,
Firstly, the Tattler is a publication that circulates everywhere and reports on the tawdry affairs of everyone, which you very well know considering the post mark your letter bears. Including the Ascalonian gentleman you’re inquiring of.
‘Correcting’ a trademarked and reputed name doesn’t make you sound smart, it makes you sound snooty which only adds to the desperation noted by sending a letter in to answer a classified despite mocking its integrity.
Secondly, since you appear to be on a roll in adding insult to injury; Doctor Fauste possesses a great many deal of shirts and this publication thanks you for pointing out that her ladyship is wealthy, but also equally as arrogant to presume purchase of one cannot be secured by a man with a medical degree and, that the likes of yourself might deserve a date with someone as the Doctor after deigning to write such an insulting and demeaning letter to a publication he is a patron of!
XOXO,
The Tattler
P.S. Thanks, but no thanks! Wishing you well in the dating world otherwise.
Submitted by family, the good Doctor Cesare Fauste seeks a companion and partner who will ease his woeful and worried hands and heart in these troubled times. Doctor Fauste is a renown gentleman, scholar, and even rumoured to be a mediumly decent lover. Inquiring minds may submit their interest to the Tattler and we will do the rest!
I know that I have benefited from your infamous storytelling, as much as others have fallen from it. But I would humbly like to request a retraction, or an update. I, Melitta Thalassa, did not bear another child before my divorce. I only have one blessing from my former marriage. I know we have been fiercely guarded about our children in the past, but I can state with truth that she is my only child by blood.
As for myself as Doctor Fauste, well. I am proud to be doing my duty to aid the wonderful work that the Salma Hospital does. He is an incredibly fine physician, and the community is lucky to have him.
Gossip is just gossip isn’t it? I would not dare give up my source or dispute it’s credibility by redacting my print. Your life appears to always be under the scrutiny of my readers anyway. I lean into the skid, and enjoy it. Soon, the spotlight will shift to someone else and your name will disappear from their lips.
A reliable source has told us that the newly single Lady Melitta Thalassa, formerly Griggs, has been spotted lurking around the office of one Doctor Cesare Fauste, bringing him food all hours of the day.
Well, let this be your truest source in assuring you that whatever it is that pumps that black sludge through the good Doctor’s veins can’t be swayed by mere biscuits.
But, just in case, let’s hope she’s been doing her kegels after baby #2 slid out only a few months before her divorce.
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