Festival of Halina: Adventurers Gone Wild! (Orsal Judging)


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Bront said:
Scarlet sips the juice, and the smiles. "It's different. Got a bit of a bite to it. You sure this is just juice?"
Oirhandir enjoyed his fig juice with Scarlet, and greeted Elise when she caught up to the group.
 



To move along...

The party spends some time exploring the east field. Among other things, Oihandir gathers that most Kitara's clan names are their last names, and usually they describe some sort of clan trait, hense Blackpaw. While there are several Dwarves demonstrating the wonders of stone cutting, and other underground marvels, and a few of them even seek to counter anyone who says the Dwarves are obsessed with beer, much of the Dwarven Booths involve creative uses for the brew, of a few special brews, including an odd redish beer called Dwarven Bloodbeer, that you weren't sure if you found it appitizing enough to try it (Carsis tries a sample, and doesn't seem to blanche at it). There are games to play, and are played, and in general, the party has a good time.

By the time the party has examined most of what they find facinating in the east field, it is nearing dinner time, and the sun is approaching it's resting place in the west.

OOC: If there was anything else specific you wanted to do or try to learn, let me know.
 

"Elise, do you know if Lord Valdor will be dining with us tonight?", asked Oirhandir. "I recall that I offered his Lordship a meal from my purse, and I should like to make good on that promise", he stated.
 

"I'm sorry, I don't know, He may have too much work ahead of him for a formal dinner" Elise looks at her compainions, "Well, is their anything you want to know about the wedding?"
 

As if on que, Troi spots Lord Valdor looking around the entrance to the east field, bearing a single, though slightly odd, rose.
 

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