Stories from RhyDin & The Rings

MORGAN LAFEY HAS TAKEN THE TOWER OF EARTH.

Come celebrate at the tower with food, music, shenanigans, and more!

Join the new Keeper of Earth on Saturday, July 25th to celebrate his new custodianship in a most irresponsible manner!

PANTS OPTIONAL.

Morgan LaFey waits until the Party is in nearly full swing before he arrives, on steps as is appropriate for making a grand entrance. He wears the circlet he wore during the duels, a delicate and shiny think with tiny antlers decorating the setting that holds a large piece of labradorite, a dark rainbow of a gem. He wears a blue shirt that puffs at the sleeves, slashed down the middles to reveal pale and shimmering arms, with a green embroidered corset trimmed in lace. He does not wear pants, but rather tightly woven blue fishnet stockings with shimmering gems set into the crossed threads, and Louboutin heels covered in crystals. Behind him as he moves down the stairs rather imperiously, a train of peacock feathers cascades down the steps. As he reaches the bottom, he raises his arms, bringing a hush over the crowd. He definitely practiced this speech, many times over in a mirror.

"Thank you all for coming. I am so happy to welcome you all! Food and drink will be served tonight, and anyone that cannot safely leave will have a place to sleep. I really hate long speeches... so... LET'S GET FUCKED ALL THE WAY UP!"

The musician swore she wasn't going to go just because of the theme but Morgan was quickly becoming a second brother to her just like the other Morgan. She did her best to keep up with the theme, respectively, with the long sleeved, multi speckled blue and sea green dress. It qualified right? The length was a bit more risque than she preferred with it stopping mid thigh so she took much more consideration when she walked into the tower and looked around bemusedly. Smiles given, nods given, she tried her best to keep her eyes above the shoulders! Locating Morgan, she swept him up in a hug and admired his feathered train with a warm smile. "Leave it to you to outshine everyone. I'm so proud of you Morgan. I know you will do good things as the Keeper of the Tower of Earth." She'd mingle for a bit longer before ducking out prior to any great shenanigans started. The musician had at least kept her promise!

It wasn't a long trip over from the Tower of Air to The Tower of Earth. Neekylah had taken her time getting ready, and smiled to her reflection in the mirror. The material of the dress draped in a scoop of silver sparkles down her chest. Held together by small straps on her shoulders and settled just a bit longer than one could consider a shirt. She headed down the stairs in silver sparkling stilettos and smiled at Chae's jaw dropping reaction. "Well, he said no pants right?"

Morgan Chae took the no pants theme to heart. He might not have been the most comfortable in the black kilt with the electric blue material in the folds, but it worked. His shirt, a gift from Reggie, just happened to match the electric blue perfectly. Short sleeved with blue lighting streaking all over he waited until Neekylah reached the bottom of the stairs and held out his arm with a dangerous smile. His hand came up to place the Aviators over his eyes and he rolled his neck with a huff of breath. "Ready?"

The two headed out towards the Tower of Earth and slipped inside to greet friends and companions. The party was a crush with all the people that had come to congratulate Morgan LeFay and his victory. Food, drinks, and a good time. What more could good friends want?

Well one attraction that was always going to be present at this party was the Old Man. He had actually made an effort tonight for once. The "no pants" rule could go fuck itself, however.



Kayla had refused to accompany him, for pretty obvious reasons... a shame. He'd been hoping her and Morgan might have been able to get along. It certainly wasn't for lack of trying on his part, from what he heard. Federov, to the observant eye, was looking... astoundingly better as of late. Seeming like he had made a full recovery and then some. Throughout the night, though, he would be very protective of the copper vials dangling at his hip. He'd spend the night drinking quietly to himself, occasionally wandering around to conversate with those he knew. He left Morgan well enough alone unless he was approached. Let him have his day. He'd earned it. And Federov had that proud, fatherly smile on his face the whole night.

Morgan Chae in a kilt. Be still my beating heart.

As part gift, and part needing to make up for past debts that involved food, Morgan Chae hastily offered to cater the event for the entirety of the night. Seeing that he and Morgan LaFey shared heritage, under the banner of The Tranquility: Morgan Chae is proud to present the Tower of Earth's Dirty Party's pop up Galbi Restaurant!



With all of the favorites shared in many Korean Restaurant's and all the flare that comes with a Korean Barbeque, the stars of the nights festivities in food is certainly that of the Rhy'din raised beef used for both the Galbi short ribs, and the prime brisket of the Bulgogi.



To make sure patrons could enjoy themselves and getting to cook, several pop up tables with large grills set in the center were constructed!





The only dish that was not made by Chae or his staff is the braised Kimchi! Sourced from a longtime friend of the Chae family and the man simply known as "Grandfather Kimchi": A beloved street vendor that settles in the heart of Little Korea everyday, as he had for the last two decades alongside his wife!

Hot Dog wasn’t gonna miss a chance to rock out with his earth elemental friends. And he came dressed for the occasion—! By wearing absolutely nothing, as usual.

Mostly he rolled around, cheered people on with an emphatic cry of “HOT DOG!” and the clackety clapping of his stony hands, and stood in open-mouthed awe of any and all dance moves regardless of skill involved.

The Isle was always something Tetra enjoyed. The invitation to Morgan's party had come as a surprise and so of course, she took the opportunity to purchase a gift for the newest Keeper. Knowing it had been already delivered, she stepped from the shadows in her usual statuesque way. Dressed appropriately for a party, her dress was a fade of black up top to a fire red at the bottom. Secured in a romanesque way with a single clasp over one shoulder so the expanse of her neck and other shoulder were on display. She did not blend into the crowd, but chose a quiet corner to occupy and observe, her lips curved in a bemused smirk. She stayed there most of the night and when it seemed the party was winding down she would slip right back into the shadows and make her exit.

The "pants optional" rule for Mogan LaFey's Dirty Tower Party gave Bailey a chance to pull one of his good friend Roshie Armin-Zadeh's designs for her fashion line, Flora & Fauna, out of his closet. He wore the green and white dotted summer dress with sandals, his usual necklaces (one that held the Celestial Key and one with resin-coated thorns), and a strange green ring on his right ring finger.

Bailey fell into party mode easily, dancing, drinking soju, and nibbling on galbi and bulgogi throughout the night. After one taste of the kimchi, and the rather sour face he made after eating it, he left that to others who would better appreciate it.

At some point during the night, he managed to find Morgan during a lull in the proceedings, and handed off the star sapphire stone he had promised the man earlier in the week. Of course, Bailey gave the small, unfinished gem to him in a small black ring box -- the only thing he could find on short notice that the star sapphire would fit in. Once that task had been accomplished, he resumed his (measured) participation in the debauchery of the evening.

Karma didn't know the new Keeper of Earth, not well at least. But she could never say no to a party, especially if pants were an optional thing. So she showed up, well appointed for a night of drinking, dancing, and other debauchery. And she looked lovely doing it too, a twilight nymph draped in dusky rose and sunset orange sparkle along with metallic gladiator sandals with thin cords that wound their way up around her calves.

Gossip spread and word got to Dris that Morgan was having a party to celebrate his achievement, so of course he showed up! Since pants were optional, he wore shorts instead.


This is what Dris wore, even though that's not his face.

Rhys showed up on the arm of one of Rhydin’s favorite former governors, ready to enjoy the company and the night air. Like his lover, he wore shorts since pants were optional.

Having received a text, he showed up as well.

It had meant another trip to the tailor, and how the old woman there had laughed.

There was no cussing (yet) of the portal, but when he did appear, he had gone the route of a tactical kilt and hooded vest. Black of course, and despite his best judgement (and the old lady's from the tailor's insistence), regimental.

Eregor came to celebrate his new fellow Keeper's ascension, and brought plenty of ice (logical, given his own element) and ingredients for a variety of frozen beverages, with or without alcohol depending on individual tastes.



He dressed Hawai'ian for the occasion.

Mart couldn't possibly not show up to his good friend Morgan's wonderful party!

He would arrive in a timely manner, and though finding an outfit that didn't involve pants may have seemed daunting to the modern fashionista, the Moon Elf had a bit of a dated wardrobe. So he showed up in some old school wizard robes!



He also brought several strings of Clutchin' Pearls, as he was certain to need something to help him not have some kind of anxiety attack during what was certain to be an out of control and wild event!



And finally, he brought a gift he'd received from the Keeper himself, just for this occasion.



He was ready!