[ Ori doesn't really know what to do as a performer or a Montague or whatnot, but what she knows she can do, though, is help with preparations! And so in the hours leading up to the main event, Ori will busy herself by gathering or conjuring flowers and putting arrangements together. She's taking the "truce" of the masquerade quite seriously, it seems, so she hopes that the floral displays will appease the Capulets somewhat.

Perhaps, as a Montague, she'll try to offer flowers to any Capulets she runs into before the masquerade? She is so bad at this 'feuding families' thing. ]

[ Oriphi fully expects to attend the ball as a servant or somebody's lady-in-waiting, at most, but instead finds herself being addressed as a lady of the Montagues by others around her. Judging by the way that she's been put in finer clothes than she would have ever picked out for herself and her hair has been pleated in far more elaborate ways than she even knows to do, and her horns have been adorned with beads and ribbons - which she has never really thought to do before - this does seem to be the case...

...Which just gives her all the more reason to spend a good part of the masquerade quite literally wallflowering, trying to stay on the fringes of any social activities as much as possible, preferring instead to tend to the floral arrangements she worked on. Especially so when the dancing starts. Perhaps she might be persuaded, with much care, to join, or else she'll find company in other reluctant party-goers - but for now, she's rather focused on fussing with a vase of flowers on some table on the side. ]

[ Whenever all the drama between the feuding families and general... party-ness of it all starts to wear on her, Ori ducks out periodically throughout the evening to spend some time outside on the terraces or wandering around the gardens.

Now this is much more her speed. Hopefully she won't run into anyone looking to pick a fight out here... She closes her eyes and draws in a deep breath, releasing it in a long sigh and staying silent until she opens her eyes and realizes she's not alone. ]

Oh! S—Sorry. I, um, I didn't see you there...

[ Ori is on one such break outside when the winged noctaere makes an appearance and things inevitably start going to hell. Ori readily conjures a staff using her dreamotion energy. Her first thought is to try and get everyone else to safety, and tries to get folks to get back inside just as the noctaere rains arrows down upon them. ]

—Watch out!

[ With a sweeping movement of her arm, Ori calls forth a wall of vines to shield herself - and anyone else around her - from the hail of arrows. ]

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