Festival of Halina (Orsal Judging)

[Rystil Arden]

"For people who want to get to know each other better? Hmm...you know, I've really been remiss in not talking to you enough about your life...I want to get to know you better, so I can understand your ways and not be an embarrassment. Neither of us are lovers or other very intimate people, I think, but since I want to get to know you better, does that mean I should ask to do a slow dance with you? I am not sure of the custom, but it would seem so, in which case, would you like to dance?"

 

[LogicsFate]

Elise thinks for a moment "Allright" she stands up and offers her hand to Lasair "Just follow my lead" Elise gives a little instruction because as far as she knows Lasair has never slow danced before

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Lasair has, indeed, never slow-danced before, so she listens carefully to Elise's directions before nodding her understanding about what to do.*

"Uhh, sounds like fun?" Lasair says tentatively, taking Elise's hand and concentrating to do her very best not to embarrass her friend.

 

[LogicsFate]

"The most important part as far as I understand it, is to get a feel for your partner, for how your parner moves" Elise moves slowly, perhaps even slower than the song itself

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Hmm...get a feel for how your partner moves? OK."

*Lasair nods and then concentrates carefully on Elise's movement, using the psionic discipline of Autohypnosis to memorise the step pattern and the exact speed with which her companion makes each of the components. Then she attempts to match the speed and the movements, hoping that she has successfully 'gotten a feel' in an acceptable manner.*

 

[LogicsFate]

When it becomes obvious that Lasair will do just fine, Elise speeds up to tempo "You dance very well"

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Lasair responds to the increased tempo by increasing a corresponding amount herself.*

"Thank you," Lasair replies modestly, "I've never really done this before, so I just took my moves from copying you, and I have a good teacher."

 

[LogicsFate]

"Thankyou. In the next song, you should try leading and finding your own tempo"

 

[Bront]

"Oh, no, no", he chuckled, "a short week ago, I'd never heard of this festival, let alone had plans to visit it." He looked away, his eyes seemingly fixed on some distant object. "Strange sometimes, how coincidences seem to just work out somehow." He caught her gaze once again. "No, I had just finished a task for a wealthy man in Orussus, and was looking for similar work, when I met a merchant in want of guards for his caravan. Short fellow, you know, a dwarf, a jeweler, armorer and weaponsmith. Anyway, I agreed to help guard his wagons for the trip from Orussus to here and back. I'll have to be getting back in a little bit, since I take a turn keeping an eye on things at night. But I'm free during the day, and Scarlet, I'd dearly love to see you again. Might I ask where I should look for you, if you would favor me with your company again?"

The dance had been the highlight of the journey so far, but the moment of truth was at hand. Oirhandir yearned to know if her feelings ran beyond the politeness one would show to a stranger...perhaps even to the beginings of the slow, steady dance that was elven courtship.

"I'm here accompanin' Lord Valdor of Reim. I supply his company with much of it's cotton and when I mentioned I was gonna go he invited me along. I'd love it if ya'd stop by tomorow. He's got a booth across from an elven scroll merchant in the south fields."

As the song comes to an end she says "It's gettin late, I realy should be gettin back ta my wagon."

 

[Bront]

Bront: [sblock]Enough to get their attention; not too violent, but none too softly, either - I want them to know that I definitely stumbled into them, though hopefully not on purpose. Also, as a sidenote, has Troi overheard anyone using Gnomish to communicate? He did wander around for awhile before the dancing and whatnot started, so he might have a feel for what languages are used commonly. Essentially, I'm just trying to figure out if Troi uses Gnomish to talk to the gnomes in a "private" conversation, if anyone nearby could overhear and understand.[/sblock]

Troi: [sblock]There are several other gnome couples or singles on the floor, and you'd guess that there are others on the floor that speak it as well, but the noise is such that if you were to speak quietly, it is possable that no one who could understand you would actualy hear you, but there's always a chance.[/sblock]

As Troy makes his way around the dancers, a somewhat clumbsy gnomish couple bumps into him rather roughly, as the gnome couple bumps into an elven couple they were quite close too. The elven man yelps a bit and holds his backside while a dagger falls to the ground behind him. The gnome quickly snatches it up, but a few around the couple saw him with all the attention drawn towards him.

The elf pats his behind and brings his hand back in front of his face, a bit of blood on his fingers. He turns to the gnomes and says quite loudly "Just what do you think you were doing back there with a dagger?" Murmurs sift through the crowd and the music stops. A few people in the crowd cry out "My belt pouch is missing". The female gnome looks around nervously, but the male gnome steps up and says "It was an acident. I keep one up my sleeve for a cheep parlor trick, and it slipped out. You can search me if you want, I ain't got nothin else on me."