OOC


As things start to slow down, and the night slowly comes to an end, the music comes to a stop after allowing the guests one last final dance. At that point, a large reptilian man wearing a suit that is obviously too small for him walks over to the auction table and picks up the papers lying there.

After reading over them he turns his attention to the gathering at large. "Aight, listen up people," says the man, who can't be anyone else but Big Swilla. "Here are the winning bids. Winner of lot 1 is Danny Tongs. Lot 2 goes to Mrs. Nutkins-Pereg. Lot 3 is...once again, Danny Tongs! The winner of lot 5 is Katie, but girl let me tell ya I can give you some personal security if you ask," says the Coldscales pausing to give a little shrug.

"Lot 6 goes to Anya Wyrmblood, while lot 7 goes to Xian He. Seems like a lot of folks made bids on lot 8, but the winner winner chicken dinner goes to Regina," says Swilla and then lets out a little chuckle. "Lot 9 goes to our favorite pianist...if you don't know who that is, well you should hang out here more often. The winner of lot 10 is Otto, and Clare takes away lot 13."

Swilla takes another pause, mostly to catch his breath before continuing to read the rest of the winning bids. "Mrs. Nutkins-Pereg scores another win with lot 14, and Marcus is the winner of lot 15. Let's see here, hmm, lot 17 goes to Xian He and the final lot, number 18 goes to Irea."

With that, he folds up the papers and sticks them in one of his pockets. "Well, that's it folks! On behalf of Queen Byeli and the rest of the Winter Court, thanks for coming out and sharing in on the fun with us. Now, you don't have to go home...but ya can't stay here!" Swilla offers the attendees a toothy grin, showing off rows of razor-sharp teeth before he turns around to start ushering people out of the place.

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