It wouldn't be a Coulsand-Theirin Birthday Bash Without Cheese Wheels~

[nugqueen]

Who: Riona, Leliana and friends of the birthday girl /o/ (also new friends are welcome too)
Broadcast: N/a
Action: The Space Bar
When: Evening, September 3rd (now basically)



[The location might be a little more over the top than what Riona would expect, and yet this is Leliana we are talking about, alright. Not only that but she tried her best along with Marian and Beverly to make this a party the Ferelden Queen can remember. It truly was a party for the ages, as much as could be done at least.

Guests are greeted at the entrance with tables lined with simple table cloth, balloons and streamers and candles as a centerpiece. Finding a seat should not be terribly hard, though Leliana fully expects the errant party crasher which is why there is enough food for everyone. And booze, of course. It would not be a Thedas crew party without copious amounts of alcohol.]

Comments

[tallasaking]

"She is the Queen Mother of Westeros, so yes, she commands a great deal of power. Her son Tommen, who is only ten, sits on the throne while she rules in his name." Is Tyrion's rough answer.

[bryces_pup]

"Ah." She's heard a bit about this queen. It's another piece of the puzzle that joins to another. "So she's the queen. I have heard... less than flattering accounts of her."

Well, not so much heard as what was implied. She still remembers Sansa's fearful little nod when asked if the queen was so awful.

[tallasaking]

"All true! I am her little brother and I can confirm she is the most evil bitch in all of Westeros." Tyrion's smile was tight, and bitter. "Perhaps all the world. All the worlds."

[bryces_pup]

"Then let us be glad she's not here then, hm?" She pauses, and smiles. "Though... if she were here, you could always repeatedly shove her out an airlock."

[tallasaking]

"I am pleased every single moment of the day." He paused, then sighed, "Although tossing her out of the airlock would be very pleasing."

[bryces_pup]

"Well, until Atroma decides to bring her here, I'd stick with being happy she's not here. If they do drop her here, well, you have options." She snorted. "I hate to be pessimistic, but given their love of bring those from Westeros here, you may want to prepare yourself for the possibility."

[tallasaking]

"My dear Riona, of course I have. That is why I have so many weapons." Tyrion stated lightly, but he did have a lot of weaponry available.

[bryces_pup]

"Oh?" She rests her chin on her hands. "And just what sort of weaponry? I do like to hear about what other people have managed to get their hands on."

[tallasaking]

"Swords. Knives. I made some very rudimentary guns but most of those were confiscated because Furiosa didn't want everyone running about with one and ... honestly I can see why she would be concerned." Now after seeing what the Atroma could do to them. He gives her a crooked smirk. "I like to be prepared for our eventual invasion by outside guests on the show."

[bryces_pup]

"Well, if I ever find myself short on weaponry, I know who to turn to." One day she'll accumulate her own weapons horde. One day.