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

[Bront]

"Well, I never saw him then. Fang and I were...oh my..." Hellen blushes.

Fang still looks a bit confused about the issue.

OOC: Close... but not quite

 

[El Jefe]

"Well, I never saw him then...

"You may not have seen him, but he seems to have seen you", Oirhandir thought to himself but dared not speak aloud. "Or at least parts of you." The elf fought hard to suppress another giggle.

"Well, perhaps something distracted him", ventured the bard as Scarlet made a gesture that was the elven equivalent of a playful poke in the ribs. Ignoring the taunt, he continued, "So, do you have any idea how the ceremony is to be organized? I'm afraid poor Sunny doesn't know what to do besides showing up dressed in his finery with a ring for Daphnie's finger."

 

[Bront]

"Oh, I've got it covered. I do marriages all the time. It's always special to do one durring the festival, particularly to one of Covington's own. I'll pull them all aside at some point for a practice, but spontinaity is always good." Hellen says.

Scarlet smiles (perhaps a bit too much) and says "I'm sure you'll make it a wonderful cerimony."

 

[GnomeWorks]

OoC: But you already were using purple for him... now I'm confused. Who am I talking to?

Rinaldo
"Just relaxing after a long day. I don't think people realize how hard the Dance of Shadows is. Who are you looking for? Perhaps I can help."

"Well, ta tell ya th' truth, I don' really know." Troi says. He then tells how he noticed the shadowy figure and followed it, and what happened up until he came to talk to Rinaldo.

 

[Bront]

"Well, ta tell ya th' truth, I don' really know." Troi says. He then tells how he noticed the shadowy figure and followed it, and what happened up until he came to talk to Rinaldo.

"That's strange indeed," Rinaldo says. "It certaintly seems like someone in our camp has taken an intrest in the mayor's young duaghter, not that I could blame them, for she is a sight. I can ask around if you like, but we freefolk like our privacy, so I can't say I'll be able to tell you much."

 

[GnomeWorks]

Rinaldo
"That's strange indeed. It certaintly seems like someone in our camp has taken an intrest in the mayor's young duaghter, not that I could blame them, for she is a sight. I can ask around if you like, but we freefolk like our privacy, so I can't say I'll be able to tell you much."

Troi nods. "I'd 'preciate anythin' ya can fin' fer me."

 

[Bront]

Troi nods. "I'd 'preciate anythin' ya can fin' fer me."

"Least I can do my friend," Rinaldo says.

A fairly buxum brunnet freefolk, with long hair under a bandana over her head comes over and tugs on Troi's arm. "Come, join the dance good sir." she says with an aluring smile and a soft voice.

 

[El Jefe]

Scarlet smiles (perhaps a bit too much) and says "I'm sure you'll make it a wonderful cerimony."

Oirhandir exchanged pleasantries with Fang and Hellen a bit longer, then resumed dancing with Scarlet when the music started up again. He kept an eye out for the return of Sunny and his companions.

 

[Bront]

Oirhandir exchanged pleasantries with Fang and Hellen a bit longer, then resumed dancing with Scarlet when the music started up again. He kept an eye out for the return of Sunny and his companions.

Oirhandir and Scarlet dance into the night, without the return of Sunny and co. Eventualy, a happy but tired looking Scarlet says "Oirhandir, it's getting a bit late..."

 

[El Jefe]

Eventualy, a happy but tired looking Scarlet says "Oirhandir, it's getting a bit late..."

"Of course it is", replied Oirhandir. "Come, I'll walk you back to Lord Valdor's camp", he suggested while offering a supportive shoulder to lean on.