[center][h2]A Dance for the Guests[/h2][/center]
[center][i]Tracyarmav[/i][/center]
[center]Calder Dylan, Rini [@lovely complex], Shiba [@Jangel13][/center]
[center]Day 3, evening.[/center]

[color=8882be][i]Calder smiled and joined Rini at the table she'd selected. He considered her question as Shiba arrived and introduced himself. Calder returned the man's greeting, and then turned back to Rini to answer her question. [/i][/color]

[color=8dc73f][b]"Greetings Shiba, I am Calder, and it seems you've already met Rini. Be welcome here. Rini, spilling blood on their wedding night might be ill received. It's often considered a bad omen, at the least, let's find you something less offensive to write your note in. Perhaps you might find a handful of berries, to lend you their juice, and fragrance, for your note?"[/b][/color]

[color=f7941d][i]If had my breeches on, I could give you the writer's set I found a few years back, but alas, I did not. It was why I rarely went anywhere without them. Though, now that I think about it that writer's kit was rather ... empty now. I looked around once more, wondering when Akime would call upon me, and checking to see if Ludelle was still above deck with her ill timed date. I thought I explained that such antics were not for weddings several days ago. It would be discussed when next we spoke. 

Another matter claims my attention as I return my focus to Rini's gift. I hoped my own gift would not be considered in ill taste. I hoped it wasn't to fae for the Highfells to enjoy. It seemed to be little more than a card, simple but with an odd enchantment. When opened it gave the scent and sounds of an ocean, an ocean that matched the heart of the bearer. It also held three small sprites, who owed me a debt of service, a debt I was giving to the newly weds. For two hundred years, these sprites would serve the couple, in whatever manner they required, as best the little folk could. It was a common practice in the fae realms to trade and give debts, but I have not seen anything similar in the mortal realms since my arrival. Perhaps my gift was not as well suited to the occasion as I had originally perceived it to be.

Shaking these thoughts from my mind, I turn to Shiba, and inquire about his own time here.[/i][/color]

[color=8dc73f][b]"Shiba, are you enjoying the reception so far?"[/b][/color]