Wizard rythym

[Anastasia]

"Some of the fey can be...boisterous," IS the answer you get, "And drunk."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Guess I can work up a Force Sobriety spell in the future, then."

[Anastasia]

"I recommend it," Bastian says, "Done something like that a few times now, it saves time."

[Iron Dragoon]

"I mean for others, but yes. In any case, lead the way, Autumnal."

[Anastasia]

Cool. Gimme a d100.

[Iron Dragoon]

[blockquote]Rolled 1d100 : 100, total 100[/blockquote]

[Anastasia]

You walk - and as you do, you hear the sounds of revelry ahead. Bright and joyous, coming to you all at once, as if they weren't there a moment ago.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa continues on, expecting such from the fey.

[Anastasia]

"Yeah, I heard that too," Bastian murmurs, "Out of nowhere."

You advance on. Ahead you see a great festival, of countless fey of all kinds. Tents are erected and musicians play. Food and drink flows freely amid this revelry. It is a scene of fantasy and joy, and yet amid it? In the distance one great tent, red as fire, catches your eye. It looms above all others, dominating the view farther ahead. A banner flies from it, which shows a tree on a circular field of silver and red.

[Iron Dragoon]

Do I recognize the crest?

"Any idea what this festival is for?"

[Anastasia]

Your religious knowledge allows you to identify the holy symbol of Titania, Queen of the Fey.

"The fey hardly need a reason," Emily adds, as Autumnal smiles at it all, widely and happily.

[Iron Dragoon]

"Well, perhaps we can give them a reason and turn this into a welcome home party. Let's go, Autumnal."

[Anastasia]

Thus you head into this celebration and...

Doing anything or just striding in like you own it?

[Iron Dragoon]

I would assume Autumnal would know all the customs and courtesies, so I'd let her lead.

[Anastasia]

Autumnal's answer is easy - she rushes right to the nearest source of drinks and gets herself one.

"Well, why not?" Bastian smiles a bit, then sidelong, "Didn't you say something about not eating and drinking?"

"I did. None of it should be able to affect us," Emily shakes her head now, "So if you're thirsty, drink."

'Or come forward.' A woman's voice in your minds, soft but firm.