The League of Ordinary Gentlemen

[Hickory]

This is like Skarz's Let's Stray from the Usual...

The polished mahogany door in front of you swings open without a single creak. You look into the room, with the gold wall sconces, oak panels, roaring fireplace, and crystal chandelier. Several well-dressed men are sitting in high-backed armchairs around the fire. All have a fancy cane or monocle. A large plate, containing a teapot, cream, sugar, and other treats rests on a elaborate wooden coffee table. This is obviously not the place for raucous activity, pointless conversation, and other... un-gentlemanly activity.

Let the League of Ordinary Gentlemen Begin!

[Lady Ashenwyte]

I'm a badger you fool. *Sips tea* Can you make tea here?

[Faiyloe]

I walk in dressed in a silver ballgown with matching silver gloves (The one I was supposed to wear to the prom but never got to)

"Any room for a Lady in this lovely gathering," I say sitting down in an armchair by the fireplace and helping my self to a cup of tea. It was obvious I was planing to stay.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

Reusing dresses, as expected of commoners. How disgraceful. *Eats a scone*

[Faiyloe]

"Ah but I never wore it, I missed the prom,"   

[Hickory]

Mmm, my gentleman/lady frieds, please refrain from insulting fellow gentlemen/ladies. Yes, my good Faiy, there is plenty of room. Tea will be served in 2 minutes.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

Ah, okay then Milady, my deepest apologies to you. Does anyone want ten villages and 300 acres of land for free?

[Hickory]

*frowns* No, I do not, and please refrain from these... sales. This is a gentleman/woman's club, and we are not marketers.

[Faiyloe]

"Marketers indeed, besides just think of all that work that land would require,"

[Hickory]

*nods* Agreed, Miss Faiy.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

They are readymade, and I'm bored with them, they block my view of the country side.

[Blaggut]

A dapper chap walks in, wearing a black cloak and a black and plaid undershirt. His top is of fine silk, with a red band upon it at the base. He walks with a cane that he periodically swishes to the tune of Pink Panther, which has begun playing. You realize- this is the first time you have see THE Gentleman, which only people familiar with my character base know.

"Anyone want to play some cards? Oh, bit hot in here. Anyone have cold tea? I hope I don't sweat, that would be ungentlemanly!"

[Maudie]

A teenage girl wearing bright purple comes in and casually plops on the couch.
"Heya, fellas. Wassup? I'm bored."

[Hickory]

Hello, Mr. Gentleman. Tea will be served... now *mannwith plate of cold tea walks in* There you are. Will worth, turn the temperature down a notch. Card playing is happening in room 12. Shall we proceed?

[Izeroth]

*Enters the room dressed in a black coat and top hat, and wearing a monocle*

I say, fellows! What a fine assortment of gentlebeasts!