THE GALA ON ADSUM (Mingle Log)

[serpentis]

Who: Anyone and Everyone!
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: A ballroom on Adsum
When: 2/21, Evening-Night



[And the night has arrived! Dorian put out an open invitation, and anyone who is interested is welcome to dress up and meet up for a night of dancing and fawning over each other. Make sure to wear your best, everyone! It's a very special episode of Drift Fleet!]

((OOC: There was an open invitiation, but even if your character never replied or has had personal contact with Dorian, feel free to assume he's let them come along or be dragged along by someone else! I'll be tagging some threads, but if you want a thread to be closed, please just say so in the header.))

Comments

[howcanihelp]

[ And bless you for spiking that punch, Varric, because Stephanie, though looking lovely so dressed up is feeling a little lost now that she's here.

Definitely doesn't help that she's so short and easy to lose in a crowd.

She looks a bit relieved when she spots Varric and beelines over to him. He's a familiar face, if nothing else. ]

Mas-- Varric. You look very handsome tonight.

[merchantprince]

[He greets her with a warm smile.]

Warden! Why, look at you-- you're better dressed than half the people here. It's an honor to meet you in person.

[howcanihelp]

[ she laughs ] You're flattering me, I am no such thing. But thank you.

It's an honor to meet you as well, Master Storyteller. I was hoping you'd be here so I could say hello in person.

[merchantprince]

And here I am. [He bows, though not low enough to spill his drink.]

So, what's your opinion on this whole... drift fleet thing? In general.

[howcanihelp]

[ She bows back, mostly out of habit - someone bows, you bow, etc. ]

It's... [ Can she be polite? ] Horrible, honestly. [ apparently not. ] Taken from home without so much as a "by your leave", shoved into little metal barrels where it's a trial even to get a bit of fresh air and sunshine?

I can think of worse fates, but that's about all this place has going for it, so far.

[ beat ]

That and the people are nice, thank the Maker.