Solstice in Glomdoring: Day 3, The Dance

[[Immediately after last log!]]

You have emoted: Gurashi continues to lovingly strum away on his lute, swaying in his spot.

<--Ironbeard!!

Faintly buzzing, you say, "There he is."

"Missed me?" Ironbeard the Magnanimous booms, beer foam flying from his lips as he spreads his arms wide.

Multifaceted Designer Shulamit Lunarose, Mysrai's Ivory Prism says, "Not a chair or bench in sight!"

Faintly buzzing, you say, "There is man of hour."

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall says, "Oh."

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "I suppose we did."

Ironbeard the Magnanimous steps forward with regal poise, one hand graciously extended to his audience as he sketches an elegant bow.

Multifaceted Designer Shulamit Lunarose, Mysrai's Ivory Prism says to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "We did!"

Muttering in a barely audible whisper, Kyalrhin Ysav'rai says, "Me next, me next!"

Corissai glances askance.

Nepenthe giggles happily.

Kyalrhin waits in anticipation.

A merry Solstice gift package flutters apart in wisps of vellum as the last of its contents spill into Esri's hands.

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall says, "Now you've encrouaged him."

Nascent Corissai, Attendant to the Wyrd says, "Any cakes left for k'iane Ironbeard?"

Nascent Corissai, Attendant to the Wyrd says, "Ah, and he's gone."

Rancoura nods slightly to you, and after a moment leans in close to tuck a midnight black rose into one of the laces woven into your vest before wandering away into the crowd, head dipping to various guests in greeting.

Rancoura gives a midnight black rose to you.

You blink.

You slip into a midnight black rose.

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall says, "He's like a puppy for scraps, except it's joy he seeks."

<-- IB! He's back!

'Boo!' Ironbeard the Magnanimous screams happily. <-- LMFAO

Corissai's mouth turns up as his face breaks into a smile.

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall says, "And he's back."

Evette giggles happily at Ironbeard the Magnanimous.

Looking slightly worried at the situation, Silvanos quickly hides behind Shulamit.

You have emoted: Gurashi watches Rancoura closely, surprised at the gesture. He stares at the rose upon his vest, following the trill as she leaves... then stands a little taller, beaming.

Feoragan gives a white chocolate and peppermint solstice cookie to Ironbeard the Magnanimous.
Ironbeard the Magnanimous exclaims, "ThanK you Feoraocn,, but Ii am the dift-giver, noot th *hic* e gift-receiver!"
Ironbeard the Magnanimous hands a white chocolate and peppermint solstice cookie back.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous says, "Teehee."

Esei stares implacably at Ironbeard the Magnanimous.

Corissai's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Kind Nepenthe whispers to Feoragan, "I'll take a cookie."

Faintly buzzing, you exclaim to Silvanos, "Happy Solstice!"

Faintly buzzing, you say, "Cookies are all here!"

Herald of Strife Geran, Blade of Shadows says to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "Shame, I was about to try to give a gift, too."

Spinner Afollia, the Grand Diviner says to Silvanos, "Welcome to the Solstice Celebration."

You have emoted: Gurashi gestures about to the blanket holding the cookies, soups, and drinks.

Silvanos smiles softly at you.

Silvanos raises their hand in greeting to Esri and says "Hi!"

Shulamit glows a cheerful pink colour.

Herald of Strife Geran, Blade of Shadows says to Evette, "He seems spectacularly unflappable considering how much he seems to have had to drink."

Nepenthe tosses a white chocolate and peppermint solstice cookie to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, and he catches it nimbly.

Silvanos lazily draws their wings to and fro through the air, fanning them slowly.

Nepenthe's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall says, "Oh, you got him."

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall says, "Aha!"

Kind Nepenthe says, "That's how you give Ironbeard a present."

You have emoted: Gurashi continues to play, meandering slowly through the crowd.

"Well this is n'fun," Ironbeard the Magnanimous slurs, waving a hand wildly. "I'm not interrupting anything anymore!"

You blink.

Primordial Scourge Evette D'Rose says to Geran, "Looks like he's going to sober up for a moment."

Muttering in a barely audible whisper, Kyalrhin Ysav'rai says, "Nooooooooo."

Faintly buzzing, you ask Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "Not fun...?"

Faintly buzzing, you say to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "B-but, it's a ... party."

You have emoted: Gurashi plays an unexpected sour note, suddenly looking at Ironbeard the Magnanimous nervously.

You think to yourself: Not fun? Wait!

Ironbeard the Magnanimous reaches into a sack beside him and pronounces, "I can fix that," grinning wildly at Evette. The tankard he produces - and downs - is of impressive size.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous hands a lilac ombre lyrebird tea cup back.

Primordial Scourge Evette D'Rose says to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "Keep it, it's good!"

Norra says, "Did I hear someone say sober? I got rum if you need to fix that."

Spinner Afollia, the Grand Diviner says, "Oh my, how the tables have turned..."

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Who here did not register for the Solstice Swap?"

Nascent Corissai, Attendant to the Wyrd says, "There is cider in the cakes, if there are any left."

Shulamit pulls out her elegant sapphire violin of the ever-shifting cosmos and plays a short tune. "Ohhhh solstice time is...a wonderous time!"

Nepenthe begins to wield a fused cicada wing tea cup in his right hand.

Nepenthe tosses a fused cicada wing tea cup to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, and he catches it nimbly.

Xenthos tilts his head curiously.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous throws his hands into the air and gives a loud, "WOO!"

You have emoted: Gurashi watches Ironbeard the Magnanimous, blinking once...twice ...

You throw your hands into the air and give a loud, "WOO!"

You chirp happily at Ironbeard the Magnanimous.
Ironbeard the Magnanimous taps his nose knowingly at you.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says to Norra, "I hear you didn't, aye?"

Shulamit continues to play on her violin. "It's filled with...cheer! And sometimes alcoholic cheer!"

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Who else?"

Herald of Strife Geran, Blade of Shadows says, "I didn't."

Spinner Afollia, the Grand Diviner says to Xenthos, "I did not register myself, but it is fine."

Herald of Strife Geran, Blade of Shadows says, "Likewise, I'm more than happy to observe."

Evette leans on Ironbeard the Magnanimous seeking consolation.

Kyalrhin tugs urgently on Ironbeard the Magnanimous's sleeve.

Primordial Scourge Evette D'Rose frowns and says to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "You haven't come to see me yet."

Shulamit strums the last few lines, looking confused. "Have a good solstice, and don't get so drunk you throw up all over an Elder's altar!

Silvanos acknowledges the point with a grave nod of their head.

Spinner Afollia, the Grand Diviner says, "Thank you."

Ironbeard the Magnanimous turns his attention to you, stumbling slightly. Solemnly, he lifts his tankard and attempts to chink it against your instrument.

You have emoted: Gurashi blinks, meeting the bottom of his lute with Ironbeard the Magnanimous's impressive tankard. "Happy Solstice, Mister Ironbeard, sir."

Ironbeard the Magnanimous nods his head sagely at you.

Faintly buzzing, you say to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "Have some cookies! Or drinks!"

"A verry merry Solstish to you, giant bug boy," Ironbeard the Magnanimous says, shaking his tankard next to his ear. There is the sound of pouring liquid, and a moment later he takes a drink from the formerly-empty tankard again.

You beam broadly.

Elexia smiles softly.

Acknowledging your point to be true, Shulamit nods her head gravely at you.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Doesn't he come with his own drinks?"

Silvanos puts their nose over a white chocolate and peppermint solstice cookie and inhales.

With a chipper nod, Oracular Elexia Myeras-Silvermoon says, "Aye, you should at least take a cookie, if you really must leave!"

The constant stream of snow develops into a full snowstorm, obscuring the world in a blanket of white.

Nascent Corissai, Attendant to the Wyrd says, "Lord Ironbeard, if you see Aunt Lyora... Tell her the cookies are mine now."

Herald of Strife Geran, Blade of Shadows says to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "You're welcome, as are all, to stay as long as you like."

Faintly buzzing, you exclaim, "Yeah but we have eggnog and hot chocolate!"

Feoragan playfully paws at Ironbeard the Magnanimous's arm, trying to get his attention.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous tilts his head curiously at Feoragan.

Norra says, "You'd all have your own drinks at all times if you were properly prepared."

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall whispers, "Where do the presents come from?"

Ashira nods their head at Norra.

You have emoted: Gurashi nods to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, resuming his instrument playing as he walks about the gathering.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous taps his nose knowingly at Feoragan.

Feoragan crosses his arms on his chest, sticks out his lower lip, and pouts.

Silvanos folds their wings around their body, wrapping themself in a feathered embrace.

Nepenthe gives a little wave to Valonah and quietly slips away.

Herald of Strife Geran, Blade of Shadows smiles and says to Feoragan, "Do we want to know? Surely the mystery is part of the fun."

Dusan, the coruscant sniffs Silvanos, trying to decipher just what that smell emanating from them is.

As he plays, you sing, "Are lots of feets but not very much daaaaanciiiing..."

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel sways back and forth.

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall whispers, "Very much yes."

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says, "Sorry we're late."

Lord Daem Bel'Fiore of Relentless Darkness says, "We must be leaving for now."

Alary glances askance.

Daem waves goodbye.

Rancoura inclines her head politely to Daem.

Corissai gives Feoragan the once-over, eyeing him suspiciously.

Valonah curtseys gracefully.

Alary beams broadly at Corissai.

Devotee of the Tah'vrai, Valonah Bel'Fiore, Soul of Darkness smiles and says, "See you soon again."


Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says to Corissai, "Hello!"

At your words, Elexia considers her floral gift box with a thoughtful sound. She bobs her head and softly chimes, "I will be back in a moment," before gently touching the Flame of dae'Seren wrapped about her arm.

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "Can you bring a present for Coraline to me? She's not around but has been super good!"

Elexia holds the Flame of dae'Seren aloft and an emerald light shines forth, revealing a hazy hallway of ancient trees. As Elexia walks through the hallway, the trees close around her and disappear.

Alary chirps happily.

You have emoted: Gurashi smiles boardly, still playing his instrument, peering at those gathered.

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says, "Alary!"

Ashira glomps Alary playfully, knocking them over in their enthusiasm.

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says to Corissai, "A name we remember, yes yes. Hello."

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel hides a grin behind its hand.

Shulamit claps Ironbeard onwards, the sound of her hands clapping resembling that of a crystalline windchime in a windstorm.

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "Mayhaps you need dance lessons, yes?"

Alary chirps happily at Ashira.

Alary flops themself into Ashira's arms.

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says to Alary, "He just needs more drink, that's all!"

Ironbeard the Magnanimous exclaims to Alary, "Already took em! In Gaudiguch! Couldn't stop dancing to the sshuper thing!"

Corissai picks up a nutty midnight cookie.

You have emoted: Gurashi plays an abrupt sour note, looking to Ironbeard the Magnanimous in surprise before changing his own musical tempo, laughing while trying to keep up - on, a lute.

Inspired by Ashira, Ironbeard the Magnanimous shakes his tankard again and downs it whilst, alarmingly, still dancing. Most of the ale does not reach his mouth.

Nascent Corissai, Attendant to the Wyrd says, "If there is going to be dancing, I will have to retreat. I can't dance without a stormhead at my back."

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "A good place to learn, yes yes."

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "You can simply observe."

Dusan, the coruscant suddenly lunges forward with a growl and sinks his teeth firmly into Feoragan.

Faintly buzzing, you exclaim to Corissai, "Never know!"

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says, "We cannot dance here, our dances involve lots of fire and we wouldn't want to hurt the forest."

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says, "It would make us very sad."

Shulamit adds glowing to the mixture, a bright cheerful medley of colours as she continues to clap her hands.

You have emoted: Gurashi begins to dance as well, bouncing about while playing his lute. "Are you sure?" He chirps, dancing in a circle around Alary.

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "Corissai has a blizzard going on right now."

Stopping briefly, Multifaceted Designer Shulamit Lunarose, Mysrai's Ivory Prism says to Alary, "Burning the Glomdoring down would be bad!"

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall asks, "Did you break THE RAIN?"

Spirit Warden Xenthos An'Ryshe, the Ebon Strategist says, "I don't think there is much danger of fire spread."

You have been recognised by Silvanos for: For putting together this Solstice madhouse.
You just earned 3 daily credits. You can earn 8 more.

Corissai scowls miserably.

You have emoted: Gurashi tugs at Alary's sleeve with his smaller right hand. "Dance!"

Ashira giggles happily.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous becomes very focused on attempting to perform a tapdance.

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says to you, "Yes, we are a Pyromancer and used to well know for our dancing, though it has been too long."

Ashira urges Alary onwards.

Alary murmurs softly to themself.

Corissai flits into the air, turning the rainfall to slush.

Among the sparkling motes of light, a translucent figure appears in the air and then quickly solidifies as Elexia comes into view.

Corissai beats his wings furiously and rises into the air, stopping to hover before Elexia.

Shulamit shivers slightly, trying to clap a rhythm in tune with just her hands, forgetting the violin she carries.

You have emoted: Gurashi chirps at Elexia as she reappears, the music having drastically changed since the faeling last left.

Silvanos murmurs softly and focuses on the plants in the area, trying to not become overwhelmed by the number of people here.

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says to you, "If you really wish, we would need a moment to prepare."

Primordial Scourge Evette D'Rose whispers, "Just this one, no more."

Moving in graceful circles, Ashira dances a slow waltz with Ironbeard the Magnanimous.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous taps his nose knowingly at Ashira.

Grabbing and holding tight to Ashira's hand opposite him, Ironbeard the Magnanimous positions his other hand behind the small of their back then guides them backward into a beautifully dramatic dip.

Her former blue robes now replaced by a green dress, Elexia bows in greeting as she materializes from the aetherways. At once her eyes open wide, and she cocks her head almost entirely to one side as the melody reaches her ears.

You have emoted: Gurashi hums to himself, keeping the upbeat polka-esque music going with his lute as Ironbeard continues to dance away, bobbing his head this way and that.

The bright, bell-like voice of Elexia rings in your ear, "//He is the best. Whoever is playing him is the best."

You think to yourself: This is SO FUN.

A flame-tongued savage in lustrous steel sways back and forth.

Corissai circles the area in the sky, plucking curtains of snowfall to cloak the soil in winter's grip.

Ashira giggles happily.

Shulamit appears to puff up slightly as her entire body glows a cheerful shade of citrine yellow.

Folding their wings so they can reach them easily, Silvanos preens their wings happily, straightening out the disheveled feathers.

Feoragan romps playfully in circles around Shulamit.

As soon as he has righted them, Ironbeard the Magnanimous twirls idly away with an entirely arrythmic quickstep.

You have emoted: Gurashi spins once, looking at those gathered and peering out at any interested-enough looking folks.

(Trasto): Ashira says, "I wish I could recognize whoever is doing this with Ironbeard. Fabulous."

Esei tilts their head curiously at you.

Glowing a chipper yellow colour, Multifaceted Designer Shulamit Lunarose, Mysrai's Ivory Prism says, "I must leave, but be well! The party was excellent."

Corissai flaps his wings rapidly and floats into the air, stopping to hover before you.

Shulamit waves goodbye at you.

You beam broadly at Shulamit.

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says to Shulamit, "Rest well!"

Faintly buzzing, you exclaim to Shulamit, "Be well!!"

Herald of Strife Geran, Blade of Shadows says to Shulamit, "A pleasure to have you with us."

You have emoted: Gurashi strums another upbeat set of chords, turning only to nearly crash into Corissai in the process. "Oh!"

Corissai extends one hand to you, the other pressed behind his back as he hovers, poised to begin a waltz.

(The Crux): Rancoura says, "The Glomdoring's Solstice Festival is continuing its last month with refreshments and music, should any wish to join."

(The Crux): You say, "And solstice exchange, if you have not done so already!"

(The Crux): You say, "But also - party!"

(The Crux): Ashira says, "And a dancing Ironbeard!"

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall whispers, "For Solstice, I want a Snoefaasia friend who doesn't stop liking me after a year."

You have emoted: Gurashi lets out a startled squawk, but continues to play, quickly able to adjust for the change in pace. He takes Corissai's hand in his own free ones, chirping.

You see the following people here:
Kyalrhin, Corissai, Rancoura, Nao, Evette, Geran, Afollia, Elexia, Esri, Esei, Ashira, Feoragan, Silvanos, Norra, Gurashi.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous places one foot slightly ahead of the other, then executes a pickup - followed by a hop, spring, shuffle, and soon he is executing a surprisingly accurate time step.

You have been recognised by Aurik for: For amazing work in the organization and setting up of the recent Glomdoring Solstice Festival. While I wasn't personally present, just seeing from afar how much everyone's been enjoying it and hearing everyone rave about it has been incredible to watch, and really showcases just how much of a fixture our favorite bug is in the commune these days. I'm sad I wasn't well enough to be there!
You just earned 2 daily credits. You can earn 6 more.
(The Shadow Kindred): You say, "AURIIIIK."

Rajakumari Silvanos Lunarose, Herbal Connoisseur whispers to you, "Should...should I give this basket back to you?"

Silvanos shuffles their feet uneasily.

You blink.

Faintly buzzing, you say to Silvanos, "Can keep it!"

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Rajakumari Silvanos Lunarose, Herbal Connoisseur, "Is why is a gift! Happy Solstice!"

Silvanos smiles softly at you.

Elexia peers intently at Ironbeard the Magnanimous, watching the steps closely. She hesitates, looking about her before stepping forward and imitating the sequence. She is careful to align her timing with that of Ironbeard the Magnanimous himself.

You cough softly.

Corissai glances away, fluttering in place as he holds your smallest set of hands, keeping time with practiced wing-beats.

Faintly buzzing, you say to Silvanos, "Is why is a gift! Happy Solstice!"

Silvanos tells you, "I was...I could not see or hear much when I first appeared here and missed the basket entirely until I noticed it in my wings."

Esei stares blankly into space.

(The Shadow Kindred): Esei says, "Oh my god."
(The Shadow Kindred): Esei says, "SASSYCROW."
(The Shadow Kindred): Esei says, "Somewhere off in the distance you hear a particularly sassy, "CAW!""

Silvanos folds their wings around their body, wrapping themself in a feathered embrace.

Looking to his side, Ironbeard the Magnanimous flashes Elexia an ale-sticky thumbs up. He downs another half of his ever-refilling tankard and says, "Now double it!" he cries joyously, adding an extra tap-step into the dance.

Faintly buzzing, you say to Silvanos, "It is for all guests. Everyone who gave time to attend the event gets one!"

Esei mutters discontentedly.

Silvanos smiles softly at you.

Silvanos folds their wings around their body, wrapping themself in a feathered embrace.

You beam broadly.

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says, "We apologize for that."

You have emoted: Gurashi continues to dance with Corissai cheerfully, doing his best to keep up with the rivaling Ironbeard the Magnanimous duo.

You think to yourself: This is so fun!!

You think to yourself: The best...!

You give a short gasp of elation.

Corissai scowls, not making eye contact with any dancers, flitting back and forth in your arms as they continue their waltz.

Esei's ears perk up as their attention turns towards Kalaneya.

Cheerfully, you exclaim, "Miss Kalaneya!!!"

Although she appears eager to pick up the steps, Elexia frowns in concentration as she nods to Ironbeard the Magnanimous. At his urging, she begins to speed the rate of her dance. After a few more revolutions of the steps, a smile comes to her lips as the moves become more comfortable and easy.

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall asks Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "In one word, what do you taste like?"

Kalaneya dips her head cordially in acknowledgment, her stiff bark-skin creaking under the strain.

Silvanos blinks.

Silvanos blinks incredulously at Feoragan.

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk whispers to Kalaneya, "Your Solstice gift from me, Lady Kalaneya."

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says to Feoragan, "Really?"

Nao stares blankly at Feoragan.

Ashira bops Feoragan on the head.

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall says, "For example, if someone made like... Ironbead Steak..."

Norra says, "Ughh, I can't dance at all. Now I'm just standing here. And talking to myself like a crazy person."

Kalaneya turns her impassive gaze towards Esei as she begins to flicker faintly with halcyon shades of amber, clearly pleased.

Corissai frowns at Feoragan.

Alary casts their single eye over the gathering, eddies of smoke wafting from their slightly open maw.

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall says, "What would the rich flavours..."

Feoragan peers about himself unscrupulously.

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall whispers, "It's for the best."

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says to Feoragan, "He's going to cook you if you aren't careful. Feed you to the Gnodfather."

"Now triple!" Ironbeard the Magnanimous booms with glee, turning that tap-step into a shuffle, ale sloshing out of his tankard. "And turn!" With drunken mastery, he begins to open his time step so that it turns back and forth in a half-circle. He seems now entirely oblivious to all but the dance.

Kalaneya clasps her hands together and bows stiffly to Esei with deep gratitude.
Shadows swirl around Xenthos's arm as the Fingerblade of dha'Wyrden-cree shifts and turns around his hand.

Nao D'Varden, Lost in Flame whispers to Norra, "I cannot dance either."

Esei nods their head at Kalaneya.

Rancoura dips her head to Kalaneya in greeting before continuing to drift amongst the gathering.

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says to Nao, "Anyone can learn to dance."

You have emoted: Gurashi spins once, continuing to play, though at the request for even faster speed... he trails off, blinking, watching Ironbeard the Magnanimous in fascination while continuing his bewildered dance with Corissai.

Feoragan coughs softly.

Alary reaches a hand towards Nao, a fleeting smirk crossing their face.

Corissai pulls at your arm, speeding their dance with insistent direction.

Elexia beckons to those still standing about, nodding to Norra. "Just mimic as he does!" she urges those hesitant to dance, adapting to Ironbeard the Magnanimous's further instructions more quickly this time.

Pulled by Corissai, yelling over his shoulder, you exclaim to Alary, "Welcome back!"

Nao glances over at Alary with a small shake of their head.

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says to Nao, "You've not been of Gaudiguch long, and we are unfamiliar of the dance customs of Celest, but we can show you how Gaudiguchians dance, if you want."

"Ho, ho! Join in, join in!" Ironbeard the Magnanimous crows at Elexia's beckoning, continuing the unending tapdance.

Clearly frustrated, Kalaneya tosses a rustic blackthorn notepad aside.

Silvanos attempts to do a short dance step but realizes that without a partner it looks entirely incomprehensible and bizarre.

Corissai tells you, "We can beat him at speed, but my wings may not keep up. I'm light enough that I'm sure you can hold me, of course."

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says to you, "We cannot dance in anything but a sari or nothing at all, and we recall our fathers being disappointed in our youthful need to roam in the nude."

Nao stares blankly at Alary.

Rancoura purses her lips, deep in thought as she contemplates Alary.

Kalaneya scribbles a few notes on a rustic blackthorn notepad.

Kalaneya swiftly rips a page from a rustic blackthorn notepad.

Esei eyes look upward to the trees, eyes narrowed and sweeping.

Corissai exhales as he and you spin, a stray breeze pulling in a flurry of Solstice snows.

Unobtrusively, Kalaneya gives a torn piece of notepad paper to Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk.

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says to Alary, "If they won't, I'll give it a go!"

Silvanos coughs softly.

Silvanos inclines their head politely to those around them.

Kalaneya turns toward Esei as her face pulses briefly with an amused, coppery glow.

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says to Kalaneya, "You are, or suppose were, a Nekotai."

You have emoted: Gurashi looks at Corissai, almost intimidated, but does as he is instructed, following in the mad dance that Ironbeard the Magnanimous has riled out of those gathered.

Albeit nervously, Nao looks over at Alary with a mixture of confusion and hesitation. "Take the Magistrate, I'll uh. Wait."

Kalaneya looks towards Esei as she inhales sharply, transmitting a vibrant major chord with the glassy overtones of ringing laughter.

You have emoted: Gurashi chitters excitedly, the rest of the guests a colorful blur.

A wry smile spreads across Esei's face.

Alary chirps happily.

Corissai is no longer able to remain aloft using his wings, which trail uselessly behind as the pair twirls wildly, temp of the waltz forgotten.

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says to Ashira, "Shall we, then? We don't remember if you've ever seen us dance."

Ashira grabs Alary by the hand and drags them onto the floor. "Let's do it this!"

You have emoted: Gurashi laughs, careful not to let go of Corissai as he twirls once with great enthusiasm, nearly dropping his lute in the process.

The corners of Alary's mouth turn up as they grins mischievously.

Voice and face neutral, Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk asks, "Did anyone, perhaps, hear a particularly sassy crow's caw?"

Feoragan peers at Esei unscrupulously.

Silvanos tells you, "Was a lot of fun. Was too many people. Have a good time!"

Nao gives Kyalrhin a small wave.

Elexia glances over at Esei with a bemused expression as she dances, shaking her head in reply before turning once more.

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Rajakumari Silvanos Lunarose, Herbal Connoisseur, "Ah! Am so glad could come!"

Using their tongue and the roof of their mouth, Esei makes a quiet clicking noise.

As she drifts to their side, Lady Haruspex Rancoura So'hthae, Ole'noc Caihel whispers to Esei, "Our little one has returned, has it?"

You think to yourself: Am so happy...!!

After some time, even Ironbeard the Magnanimous begins to wheeze, stumbling sideways into Elexia and almost sending her sprawling. Ironbeard himself does not fare as well, for he trips over a stray root and falls flat on his face.

Esei nods their head at Rancoura.

Alary reaches their hands out to Ashira, their single eye glistening with anticipation. Alary bends just a little, enough to compensate for the difference in stature.

"Eep!", Ashira screams in fright at Ironbeard the Magnanimous.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous lifts only his tankard. "'m okay!" he booms.

Kalaneya tilts her head curiously at Rancoura.

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says to Alary, "Should we...help him up?"

In a swift, fluid motion, Ironbeard the Magnanimous springs up from his hands to land crouched on his feet.

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says, "Oh whew!"

You have emoted: Gurashi spins again still, still strumming away enthusiastically on his lute. His attention turns to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, temporarily petrified, before witnessing the dwarf leap gracefully to his feet.

Corissai smiles a feral smile, Winter winds whipping around the clearing.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous flashes the victory sign.

Kalaneya turns her featureless gaze upon Ashira, twinkling mischievously with a conspiratorial claret glimmer.

You have emoted: Gurashi then notices Alary and Ashira, antennae raising in interest, now the music playing loudly for the two of them.

Kyalrhin snickers at you.

Elexia is knocked nearly a yard to the side, her feet scrambling for a moment to regain her balance as her wings extend to slow her fall. She manages to avoid tumbling completely with a relieved sigh. Then, she looks to Ironbeard the Magnanimous with concern, but upon hearing his report, bursts into a peal of merry laughter.

Ashira giggles at Ironbeard the Magnanimous and turns back to Alary. "Glad he's ok. You ready? I'm flexible for a dwarf!"

Herald of Strife Geran, Blade of Shadows says to Xenthos, "Your play... It got me thinking. When I first came to the forest I was different... closer to the other fae."

Ironbeard the Magnanimous utters a deep, rumbling laugh at Elexia.

Kalaneya's crystalline veins flare in vibrant shades of cobalt as she nods to Rancoura, understanding of her meaning.

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says to Ashira, "And light-enough looking for what I plan, yes."

Shaking his tankard back into life, Ironbeard the Magnanimous fistbumps one of Elexia's extended hands before stumbling away from the dancing crowds.

Alary smirks at Ashira.

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says, "Oh boy!"

Corissai loses his grip on one of your hands, his strength beginning to fail him. <--I MISSED THIS AHH

Norra says, "That sounds ominous."

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says, "But I require a moment to gather my thoughts."

Herald of Strife Geran, Blade of Shadows smiles and says to Xenthos, "Maybe later."

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says, "Why do I feel like I should be scared?"

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages, "What kind of music do want?"

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says, "Good thing I'm not that easily scared!"

Kalaneya scribbles a few notes on a rustic blackthorn notepad.

Norra says, "Bet five sovereigns someone breaks a limb."

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages, "**You hear hesitation among the attempt at polka**."

Nao D'Varden, Lost in Flame whispers to Ashira, "Good luck."

Kalaneya swiftly rips a page from a rustic blackthorn notepad.

Kalaneya gives a torn piece of notepad paper to Lady Haruspex Rancoura So'hthae, Ole'noc Caihel.

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says, "If I lose a finger, it's ok. I have plenty more."

With harsh, grating tones that stab through your mind, Alary whispers, "Hm, do you know any upbeat, almost bawdy tunes?"

Harmony echoes in your mind as you sing to Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages, "...definitely do."

Herald of Strife Geran, Blade of Shadows says, "Ooh, I've had genuine practice with severed limbs."

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says, "And I'll just have Tsakali fleshwork me a new one if I have to."

Rancoura purses her lips, deep in thought as she contemplates a torn piece of notepad paper.

You have emoted: Gurashi finally sweeps forward again, then stops all at once, breath clouding around his face as he heaves for air. His lute ceases all at once, realizing that the accompanying polka has stopped.

Blade Betwixt Ebon Veils, Alary al-Saaoud, the Arch of Mages says, "No injuries will happen, we promise."

Ashira nods their head emphatically.

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "I can simply regenerate them if you like."
Esei shrugs helplessly.

Stowing the paper away in a small silk pouch at her side, Rancoura nods to Kalaneya, a vague hint of amusement in her regard.

You have emoted: Gurashi looks to Corissai, gesturing for pause before nodding at Alary. He changes arms, wielding his lute with primary hands and begins to play an upbeat, bawdy tune.

Corissai loses his grip on your other hand as the dance abruptly stops, and is flung unceremoniously across the clearing to land head-first into a tall snowdrift.

Afollia's eyes sparkle with amusement.

Herald of Strife Geran, Blade of Shadows says to Esei, "Hopefull it won't come to that, however."

Esei blinks.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous points at Corissai and laughs heartily.

Elexia taps her feet to your new tune as she looks about the gathered crowd. As she sees Corissai go flying, she winces sympathetically.

You stare blankly into space.

Ashira blinks incredulously at Corissai.

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says to Corissai, "You ok over there?"

You have emoted: Gurashi stares after Corissai, playing while wearing an expression of disbelief. <--I was so shook Corra I'm so sorryyyy

Rancoura ponders Xis thoughtfully, looking them up and down.

Corissai kicks his legs uselessly, his speech muffled.

Seer Esei of the Ascending Dusk says, "...I believe that is a no."

Bizirik, the leothin lets out a playful little yowl, plodding over to Corissai and snuffling into the snowbank, grasping the edge of the faeling's top and fishing them out.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous exclaims, "Give 'im a good yanking!"

Xis greets Rancoura with a sincere smile.

Bizirik, the leothin snorts, pulling Corissai to a satisfying sit, promptly sitting itself down and staring, awaiting praise.

Midnight shadows coalesce around a new day, and Mother Night embraces the land in utter darkness.
It is now the 20th of Roarkian, 548 years after the Coming of Estarra.
There are 10 days until the New Moon

Bizirik, the leothin stares implacably at Corissai.

Bizirik, the leothin licks its snout in anticipation.

Kalaneya brushes the snow from Corissai's hair and pats him reassuringly on the back.

Kalaneya scribbles a few notes on a rustic blackthorn notepad.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous plucks a handful of suspiciously ale-scented candycanes from his pocket and holds them out towards Bizirik. <--oh my god

Alary rolls their shoulders once, twice and a third time. With a glint in their eye, they exhale, smoke trailing from their slit nostrils even as motes of fire drift from their open mouth, exposing rows of sharp teeth. With a flick of their left hand, motes of fire drift to the forest floor, dancing merrily about their ankles, and expanding outwards to include Ashira in their playful dance. As Alary twists their wrist, the flames change colors, gallivanting into a rainbow of fire that bounces playfully around their feet.

Kalaneya gives a torn piece of notepad paper to Nascent Corissai, Attendant to the Wyrd.

You have emoted: Gurashi returns his attention to Alary, chittering softly as he continues to play, now focused on the dancers.

Rancoura gracefully steps to Xis' side, a dark-woven basket in hand. With a small nod in greeting, she presses the handle of the basket into Xis' hands.

Ashira tilts their head backwards and draws their arms up, delicately weaving threads of burning illusion into the shape of an all-seeing eye, which they leaves floating darkly above their head.

Bizirik, the leothin's neck extends, nostrils flaring as it considers the candycanes offered by Ironbeard the Magnanimous. With great hesitation and incredible delicacy, the leothin takes the candycane and slips away with it, chattering noisily.

Ashira fluidly waves their arms about their body and you notice that with each pass pieces of misty-purple phantom armour are revealed.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous nods solemnly to Bizirik, the leothin.

Ashira grins and reaches out to touch the flames around Alary, letting them slowly snake over her own body. "Fire dance. Go!"

Bizirik, the leothin finishes the candycane, raising its head and looking to Ironbeard the Magnanimous with a snort.

Bizirik, the leothin stares implacably at Ironbeard the Magnanimous.
Trailing stars and smoke, Dusan trails off to the ether.

Bizirik, the leothin licks its snout again, blank eyes wide.

Kalaneya spares Corissai a reassuring pulse of amber through her featureless countenance as she strides over to you and begins to clap and stomp a lively rhythm, joining your song.

Next, Ironbeard the Magnanimous offers the brimming tankard of ale to the leothin. "Gotta wash all that sugar down, kiddo!" <--oh my -god-

You have emoted: Gurashi watches the performance with wide eyes, fascinated by the appearance of the different-changing colored flames and their dancers. He jumps, startled by Kalaneya's arrival before playing more boisterously, mandibles clicking.

(Trasto): You say, "HE'S GETTING MY LIZARDDOG DRUNK."

Xis smiles softly towards Rancoura, turning their gift in their hands curiously.

Xis takes a distinctly volcanic basalt bottle from a dark-hued gift basket.

Corissai lays backwards into a snow-drift, watching the celebrations unfold as he rests his bruised pride.

Rancoura offers another incline of her head to Xis before she moves to the edge of the crow, shadowflamed gaze searching the nearby boughs as she paces slowly amongst them.

Bizirik, the leothin stares at the tankard, sniffling noisily at it. It considers the drink, then dunks the entire length of its narrow head into the tankard, stopping only once its snout hits the bottom, spilling ale everywhere.

Alary leans forward, bending ever-so-slightly at the knees as they reach out to Ashira, palms facing upwards. "If you'd like, you may stand on my feet. It may help," their words creepy fluidly from their mouth, wisps of smoke trailing from their mouth.

"Ah ah! Pace yourself," Ironbeard the Magnanimous chastises, pulling the tankard away forcibly and shaking a pudgy finger in Bizirik's direction. He taps the tankard once against his side and then drinks it down himself.

Corissai's mouth turns up as his face breaks into a smile.

Elexia strides to the edge of the gathering, retrieving her rose-vine violin from its place slung across her back. She dutifully shoulders the instrument and brings bow to strings, joining the rousing melody led by you as her foot taps in time.

Amidst the jingling of bells, small portals open up over the Basin of Life, out of which float down chubby little gnomes in red suits.

You have emoted: Gurashi lets out a soft, whispering gasp, his free hands clasped together as he watches the performance. The music continues, filling the space with jovial pacing. He looks to his other side as Elexia steps up, suddenly beaming as the music once more speeds up.

Kyalrhin blinks.

Nao looks about themself, rubbing their chin thoughtfully.

"Ho ho!" Ironbeard the Magnanimous booms, clapping his hands together joyfully at the sound of the gnome portals.

You have emoted: Gurashi waves a hand. "Go get some presents!" He says to those looking unsure about the portals as he plays. "Will still be here when get back!"

You beam broadly.

With a bow, Ironbeard the Magnanimous says, "I mushhht be going soon. Probably."

Cheerfully, you exclaim, "Have fun!"

You beam broadly at Ironbeard the Magnanimous.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous thanks you profusely.

Ashira steps up on Alary's feet and links their hands with their. The fire flares for a moment as the gnome portal opens and causes them to twitch. "Gnomes. Oh well! Fire dance first.!"

You have emoted: Gurashi bows his head to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, still playing.

Herald of Strife Geran, Blade of Shadows exclaims to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "Wonderful to get some time with you!"

Nascent Corissai, Attendant to the Wyrd says, "I'll step out to make some more cakes. The last batch was gone so fast!"

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall whispers, "There's a distinct lack of Shadowdancing."

Faintly buzzing, you say to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "Have many safe travels!"

Elexia returns your beaming smile with a small one of her own, nodding as she quickens her pace to match your. She looks northwards, across the Glomdoring's dark canopy as the gnomes descend upon the Basin of Life.

Ironbeard the Magnanimous exclaims to you, "Very good...parshty. Solstish forever!"

Kalaneya bids Ironbeard the Magnanimous farewell with a ponderous wave of her gnarled fingers.

You beam broadly.

Calling out over the song, Oracular Elexia Myeras-Silvermoon says to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "Merry Solstice, thank you for the dance!"

Corissai tiredly walks into the forest, his wings still crinkled and recovering.
Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says to Ironbeard the Magnanimous, "Glad you joined us!"

Ironbeard the Magnanimous points boldly towards the horizon and declares in a proud tone, "Onward!"

Ironbeard rambles northeast, his stout belly bouncing along before him.

You wave goodbye.

You beam broadly.

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall says, "It looks like the party has somewhat disbanded until the gnomes have departed."

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall says, "Or not..."

Feoragan peers about himself unscrupulously.

Norra says, "They want to sabotage us."

You have emoted: Gurashi continues to play, looking back towards Alary and Ashira.

You see the following people here:
Rancoura, Alary, Ashira, Kalaneya, Elexia, Esri, Feoragan, Norra, Geran, Afollia, Gurashi.

Bizirik, the leothin looks after Ironbeard, whining sadly. It shakes its head, spraying leftover ale about itself.

A bright chime of laughter peals from Kalaneya as Ironbeard drunkenly stumbles from the grove. She keeps up with your joyous tune, shaking snow from the branches above with her thunderous accompaniment.

You beam broadly at Kalaneya.

You beam broadly at Elexia.

Elexia smiles softly at you.

Alary clasps Ashira's arms tightly as they begin to move. A fluid feint to the left as the wisps of fire bounce higher, staying tightly contained to Alary's person. With one fluid movement, Alary leans down, arms sliding to rest beneath Ashira's arms.
Clasping their hands behind Ashira's back, they lift the Magistrate into the air with little effort. Pulling Ashira close to them, they begin to twirl, feet moving swiftly to the lively beat of your music.

(Trasto): Alary says, "Too busy rping." <-- <3

You have emoted: Gurashi resumes watching those firedancers present, keeping a mindful look on the nearby trees, relieved when gusts of snowy keep the licking flames at bay.

Corissai gives a crumbling labyrinth cheesecake to Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember. <-- gave one to everyone here <3!

You think to yourself: This is SO very beautiful.

Corissai exhales slowly, allowing a long fluid breath to creep from his lungs.

Feoragan thanks Corissai profusely.

Elexia dips her head in greeting to those returning as she plays, swaying gently from side-to-side with the meldoy as she does so. Her wings flex open and closed rhythmically.

Elexia flashes Corissai a joyous smile.

Ashira giggles with the lift, holding on tightly so as not to be thrown off into the trees.

Reality wavers and bucks, the world stopping and starting erratically around you. The sound of chisel upon stone and the felling of trees echoes across Lusternia as a Distant Timequake comes into existence. <--lmfaooo

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall says, "Ugh..."

(The Crux): Xenthos says, "And there's a timequake."

Corissai flutters weakly up to sit on a high branch.

You have emoted: Gurashi takes the cheesecake with a free hand, beaming and offering a whispered "thank you" to Corissai, careful not to turn attention from those performing.

You have emoted: Gurashi lets out a sudden chittering laugh.

Geran gives a pained sigh.

Squeaking ominously, Duskflower Feoragan, Splendour of Nightfall says, "I don't want to leave, but I do."

Ashira Ysav'rai, the Glowing Ember says to Alary, "Timequake. Pause dance!"

Alary pauses at the echoes of the timequake, glancing at Ashira with a wry smile. "We can continue later, if you wish."

You peer about yourself unscrupulously.

Geran snaps his fingers and his animated shadows dissolve into the ambience of the forest.

You have emoted: Gurashi's notes trail off as he watches those remaining consider the timequake. Nevertheless, he doesn't look so sad, beaming broadly.

You see the following people here:
Kalaneya, Corissai, Geran, Afollia, Elexia, Esri, Gurashi.

Kalaneya slows her rhythm as the dancers disperse, herself contemplating the aftereffects of the timequake's arrival.

With a laugh, you say, "Wowee, are quick to draw, yes!"

Corissai raises his hands from his high seat, calling down a fresh flurry of snowflakes.

Kalaneya turns toward you as her face pulses briefly with an amused, coppery glow.

You have emoted: Gurashi looks at those few still gathered, catching his breath. "Am so happy that all came."

A pensive frown comes to Elexia's lips as her eyes turn northwards again. She looks to something unseen before returning her attention to her music, deciding to continue in tune in spite of the Timequake's imminence. Behind her, a ghostly shape twists and twirls, writhing in the air.

Faintly buzzing, you say, "Mean, don't see why party should have to end, so...might just stay here for rest of month!"

You have emoted: Gurashi lets out a sudden chittering laugh.

Faintly buzzing, you say, "In case anybody decides that wants to dance."

Afollia's eyes sparkle with amusement at you.

You have emoted: Gurashi strums a cheerful ditty, then gestures to the food on the ground. "Or eat something."

A furry tarantula skulks in from the northwest.

A furry tarantula wriggles its legs in pleasure as it burrows into a bowl of chicken soup.

You have emoted: Gurashi gestures to the drinks. "...or driiiink too."

You blink.

You have emoted: Gurashi stares at the tarantula as it burrows into the soup, blinking once... then looking pleased.

(The Shadow Kindred): You say, "Oh my god."

Corissai's eyes sparkle with amusement.

You beam broadly.

You think to yourself: My food feeds the forest....!