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

"Well, he's 'parently takin' a bit of a break." Troi says with a smile. He looks to Elise, then nods in Valdor's direction. "I think he might be lookin' fer ya."
 

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Elise looks over, only to meet his eyes, which smile, as does the rest of his face, when he meets them. He heads over to meet the Elise, and hands her the rose, which is layered with pettles of every color of the rainbow from Red inward to Indigo. "This is for you Elise," he says with a smile.
 


"A rose of many colors and layors for a woman of the same. It seems only fitting, though the woman is much more beautiful." Valdor says.

Carsis whispers to Lasair "Another one of your companions?"
 


"Most lords I know own land rather than sell things, but different cultures go to their own beat. Waiting for her wreath?"
 

Lasair
"He is something called a lord who seems to be waiting for Elise's wreath. Apparently, these lords sell clothing, like tailors."

Troi smiles at that. "Well, I'm gonna 'gree with ya on th' wreath thing, but let's keep it ta ourselves, y'know?" He says quietly. "We dunno what he's thinkin'. As fer what lords do... well, ye're a bit off on that, but we can talk 'bout it later."
 



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