Wintersend party! + closed

[bryces_pup]

Who: The DA cast and whoever they dragged along to this shingding
Broadcast: Nooooope
Action: Yuuuuuup
When: Tonight!

It's Wintersend! (Or roughly around the equivalent of when it would be back in Thedas. [Actually it's a bit late but whatever CLOSE ENOUGH]) Time to party! Riona found a small party hall to rent on Duotera, in an area that's a bit more reminiscent of early spring.

There are decorations everywhere. Don't worry guys, this isn't meant to be formal. This is just what happens when Riona gets to decorate unsupervised.

There are, of course, plenty of food and drinks. The food is mostly finger snacks, but there are also sandwiches and the like. As for the drinks: yes, they are mostly alcoholic, she knows how you folks roll.

As Wintersend is theater season, Riona compromises for the lack of actual theater with a rigged projector playing movies on the far wall. With a variety of genres running, there'll hopefully be something for everyone, and serves as a place for the more introverted to get away from the party for a bit.

And because it's Wintersend, that means presents. There's a separate table off to the side away from the food where people can place their presents for each other.

The goal is to have something for everyone, and to encourage everyone to have fun. Eat, drink, be merry and all that jazz!

((OOC: Separate starters for food table, present table, etc will be below!))

Video

[dandyofawolf]

Who: Sandalio
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes for anyone aboard the Blameless when he suddenly arrives
When: February 15th and 17th

[Sandalio has always been a clever one so it really hasn't taken him long to get a feel for this augment of his. Particularly since it really is helping with the one thing he happens to believe he excels at. Talking to other people. So Sandalio has set about to reach out to whoever might be listening. To help distract him from being away from his pack and Lyall. To stop the loneliness. To help ignore the confusion of not knowing where night begins and day ends...

Yes. Talking with people. That's what he'll do.]

Good evening. At least I suppose it is that. It's actually remarkably difficult to tell honestly. Usually I'd be able to but... No matter.

[He continues onward.]

I am the Lord Falmouth, Sandalio de Rabiffano. Presently I have an inquiry of sorts given the state of matters as they are. Where might one procure a decent cup of tea? While we are on the topic, if you will forgive me, is there a way to have meat?

You have my gratitude whatever your answers might be.

[He's a proper Victorian gentleman, alright. He can't help but to be polite even with the circumstances he's in. Even if he's stuck on this welcome ship. And that is why this proper British gentleman is tipping his hat politely as well before ending the transmission.]