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[color=cyan]Time:[/color]  Evening
[color=cyan]Location:[/color] Roshmi Hall
[color=cyan]Interactions:[/color] [@Tae]Torvi, [@Potter]Belle
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Bowyn was in a better mood than when he’d entered the ball, neither dance had been awful, like he had expected, but instead kind of nice. Almost as nice as free drinks but nothing really bested that perk of being at the ball. He hung around the table serving himself a few more drinks before looking for his friends. The ball had, as it seemed, proved to be not quite as dangerous as he expected either. He’d met another human who had provided a possible location in which to go next and talking to someone from Avalia about wings and flight was pleasantly normal. He was, to his own shock, beginning to enjoy the experience, and he wanted to keep up the good mood for as long as he could. The only way he knew how to keep his spirits up was to continue to take advantage of the free drinks. The only real downside was he was going to have to admit that Torvi and Belle had been right about coming here and it was not a waste of time. He wore an easy smile, with a drink in his hand, as he found both Belle and Torvi back at the table they had originally been seated at and sat down with them. 

[color=cyan]“Well I’m only going to say this once, and don’t let it go to your heads, but you guys were right and this wasn’t an entirely awful or useless experience. Actually I believe I ran into a cousin of yours, she mentioned meeting up later in a port town a couple days north from here, some sort of family gathering. We could go unless there’s something else coming up you wanted to do.”[/color] Bowyn said casually, sharing his information in a way that anyone listening wouldn’t find it suspicious. He leaned back in the chair, feeling relaxed; both from the several glasses of mead and from being back with his friends. From knowing that he did have friends, that he had managed to go out to an overly fancy ball in a strange city and wasn’t miserable. [color=cyan]“Also I am in an unusually good mood, so if either of you wants to dance or go get more drinks, I guess we are already here, and we might as well enjoy it.”[/color] He added as he finished off the glass. 

[color=lightcyan]““You have had enough mead.”[/color] Boreas said as he flew from Bowyns shoulder to perch on the now emptied cup.

[color=cyan]“What a ridiculous thing to say.”[/color] Bowyn said, smirking at the bird. It was strange that Boreas didn’t feel as at ease as he was beginning to feel, normally the bird relaxed when he did. He took a minute to fix the bowtie on Boreas and hoped he would relax some, it was too bad that birds couldn’t enjoy a drink.