[Auction RP]-x-The Barbie Doll and the Three Legged Table-x-

[Amaranthia]

The central focus of hosing the Auctions early this year was to bring a breath of fresh air and community back into the well community. Her goal was to show everyone had humanity in them, that they all were far more similar than they might realize and to help guide the community to heal some of the deep wounds which had formed over the past few weeks. Seeing these two ladies, the idea had come to her that she would be unable to heal those wounds herself, instead, she needed to enlist the help of others. These two, would be the first two she enlisted to help her.

Opening the bottom left drawer of her desk, Amaranthia withdrew a piece of company letterhead from The Necropolis, and her favorite calligraphy pen. In her beautiful old world script, Amaranthia penned the following message before neatly folding it to place into a matching envelope, the name of each of her contestants arranged upon the outside of the envelope.

Ms Arauchia,
I request your presence at 9pm strictly, in the farthest left booth of The Dungeon. Please bring the object to your immediate left. Please spin in a circle with your eyes closed, and point out straight in front of you after you stop, whatever item you are pointing at when you open your eyes, please bring this as well. Also, please bring a three legged table.

Thank you,
Amaranthia

Ms Alexandrea,
I request your presence at 9pm strictly, in the farthest left booth of The Dungeon. Please bring the object to your immediate right. Please spin in a circle with your eyes closed, and point forward directly in front of you please bring the object you are pointing at when you open your eyes at a stop. Also, please bring a a Barbie doll with one arm, and no hair.

Thank you,
Amaranthia

Sealing each envelope with the wax seal of The Necropolis, Amaranthia handed the envelopes to Christopher. "Please see these are delivered promptly to my lovely contestants. I've got to make a few stops around town to make sure it's set up appropriately and prepared. She was in the entertainment business, it was about time to bring some entertainment to the city.

[Arauchia]

Chia was posted up at computer in the Station Net cafe, taking a break from killing zombies and fae. Over the last few weeks and months, she had managed to reestablish communication with her family back in Spain. Once Chia got through the awkwardness of explaining what had happened, she found that it was like almost nothing happened. Luckily for her, her compatriots were happy to set her up as an intelligence analyst so she could continue to help the cause. Presently she was staring at the cursor as she tried to think if there was anything other than some clothes, sketchbooks, and her laptop she wanted included in the first shipment.

A man cleared his throat to bring attention to himself, causing the blonde to look up from her emailing. He held out a letter addressed to her. She glanced at him as she wondered how he tracked her down while her fingers reached out for the paper. A finger nail worked to slide the envelop open so she could pull the paper out and read the note inside. It was from her "owner," and she had some pretty unusual requests. However, she was contractually obligated to oblige. "Tell your mistress I will be there shortly." A faint smile came to her lips as she watched the man turn to leave.

A flick of her wrist and she tomed out of the cafe back to her accommodations at Larch Court to grab a few things. Luckily, she had a three legged table in the form of a stool that was parked next to her easel, but as for the other item selected by random selection? That would be more difficult. Her possessions were still meager at best, and it was likely some implement of death would be selected, but rules were rules. Chia closed her eyes and spun counter clockwise in circles with her arm outstretched a few times before she stopped. As her violet eyes opened, her finger was pointing at the stack of books on her night stand. She shrugged and picked up her backpack, and placed the books on Ismaili Assasins, Birds of Prey comics, and Spanish painters inside. Chia collected a few other things like her wallet, phone, and knives just in case, and set off for the Necropolis.

The train ride to head out that way wasn't very long from the Bullwood station, perhaps a ten minutes at most. Once she exited the car, she walked the rest of the way to the Necropolis and made her way inside and downstairs. To be frank, she wasn't so sure which way was which down here so she would just walk the dark hallways with her stool and backpack until she found Lady Amaranthia.