Tryll's Paragon Quest (Tryll)

[Yuthirin]

Unprompted, Calleigh starts laughing at Hanna. Tryll is otherwise silent.

[Anastasia]

Hanna turns to Calleigh, "I would assume you'd have avoided those sort of revels," she says evenly. "Correct me if I'm wrong."

[Yuthirin]

"Sometimes you walk into the wrong party. I mean I don't participate. Not like you'd think. But it's fun to steal all their food and throw blue paint on everyone when they're not expecting it!"

[Anastasia]

Hanna lets it go at that.

Tryll creeps forward, peeking ahead. He can see the clearing - several sayrts are providing pan pipe and drum music. Elvens are dancing and drinking, several eladrin celebrating with them. Roast deer is cooking over the fire, the scent of it wafting through the air. Everyone's laughing and smiling.

[Yuthirin]

'Everything is above board. No orgies or the like.' Troll sends back to Hanna.

[Anastasia]

"Let's go, it's clear," Hanna says to the others.

Soon enough the rest of you are approaching the revel, hearing the music and smelling the food.

[Yuthirin]

Calleigh zips forward ahead of the group, laughing. "Yay!"

[Anastasia]

"Oh ho!" A firre eladrin comes over, wild red hair a mess and holding a glance of wine, "Come one, come all! Come and join us, friends!"

[Yuthirin]

Calleigh does a loop around his head, wooping joyously as she looks for the food.

[Anastasia]

It's roasting deer and the like, and also someone's provided several pies.

Hanna takes a look around, "Excuse me, have you-"

Prince Westwind smiles ear to ear. "Excellent!" He cuts Hanna off and gestures, a great array of foods and wines appearing. "I am Prince Westwind, a Grand Caliph of Air, and I declare this to be a party!"

[Yuthirin]

"Pie!" Calleigh cries, diving wholly into the nearest pie with berries in it.

[Anastasia]

Hanna sighs slightly, "I should have known," she says as Westwind goes and joins the celebration. She glances at Tryll, "I suppose we're the grown ups here."

[Yuthirin]

'Are we? Must we?' Tryll retorts.

[Anastasia]

Hanna sighs again and facepalms, "Wasn't the point of this to find information, not celebrate? I have no problem with a celebration, but I fear we're missing the point."

[Yuthirin]

'Hanna, you of all people should be able to appreciate this right now. Arborea itself is in a constant celebration of life. Given your recent circumstances, I would think you would care to enjoy yourself. Relax. We are not here to fight. The information we seek is unlikely to run off now that we are here. Take a moment. We are timeless and eternal, we can spare a brief respite. Calleigh bores easily.' Tryll replies.