(2506) Summer Solstice

[Circe]

"Yes," Circe shouts in agreement with Jack at the part of Summer partying. "The difference between a hootnanny and a riot is, well, more riot police show up to shut riots down. Very Summer party that, oh ho ho ho!" A rather Summer view of things. "Ah, swashbuckling adventurer, just need a fedora," Circe nods though her long ears are drooping. "I like bang, boom, and hiss. Have so many, but none want me to share." After a moment of thought, "Well and the last time I stabbed happy a foe, I got a monsoon of rainbow colored guts all over me. Yuck," she sticks out her tongue in disgust. "Plus variety!" She cheers and then raises her glass to Mina in return to the salute. "Regular, no-killy, light, spread, salty, penny. Easier on the spine to have a different bullet for each than a different sword." Which was quite true. She still hadn't gotten her hands on a flamethrower or explosive shotgun shell yet. "Ooooh, yes Sven!" She points at him with a piece of veal. Then eats it. "Found a new style of dagger. Rondel I think its called. Made for sneak attacks it is. Wait. Talk like Yoda, did I just?"

[Jack Violet]

Jack saw Mina get quiet, not sure if it was him that made her uncomfortable. He then chuckles at the Summer Queen as she switches to speaking like Yoda. "As messy as it can be there is nothing more satisfying then seeing a threat ended. No matter which way you end it. And if it is meant to protect the those who you care about it is that much more satisfying." Jack went back to his plate and continued eating his food, stomach not affected at all by the mentioning of gore violence or otherwise. Looking to his fellow elemental. "So, what kind of fun stuff is there to do in town?"

[Gesorgod]

Stunned from all the happenings, Gesorgod turned to, Kray. “I apologize. I sometimes go still for too long.” He looked around. “Things are quite informal. I am not sure if I have an opinion, or just a reaction.” A practiced smile spread across his face. “All is well.”

[Kray]

The sound of snapping bones and tearing flesh goes on in the background for a few moments as the gristlegrinder gets is into his meal before relaiseing that he had been spoken to after all. With a hefty gulp the spicy mouthful descends into his hefty gut, juice's and grease dripping from the terrible teeth down his chin, staining his suit. "Ha. So you are still conscious." He had reached the conclusion that his new courtier was a little less lucid then some and had zoned out, maybe he in fact had and was covering, maybe he had in fact just gone still as he put. Neither option bothered the ogre. "Ah. Your not so boring to not have opioions." Rare was the ashe ncouriter that didnt have thoughts in their head about this and that, and a magical stone ritual instead of a freehold oath should certiantly have sparked a few. "Hm. Another time though when you've had a while to ... " The last word is cut off by a tremendous spicy, rotting belch . "Digest." Clearing finding something amusing as the terrible teeth form his signature nasty smile.

[Circe]

And Kray lives up to his Kith, though still not even in top ten bad table manners Circe has witnessed. Good on him for the etiquette level. "Depends Jack," she smirks a smarmy grin, "How LEGAL is the fun you are seeking? If violence, I recommend Hedge patrols though be wary of the rivers. We have LITERAL giant enemy crabs, oh ho ho ho." That a meme was an actual lethal threat was seen by her as less esoteric horror and more damn that funny.

[Svelte Sven]

The Darkling favored Circe with a faint smile. "You have piqued my interest, manner of speech notwithstanding." Even if she could be a bit... well, goofy, Sven was quite sure that Circe knew more about weapons than he probably ever would. "If you have a... display model, I'd like to give it a look." He was hardly flush with cash at the best of times, but the Winter saw no harm in browsing. Jack's clarification about being relieved at ending a threat earned a nod. If nothing else, Sven agreed that decisive action was needed to end a true threat. The Onyx Court generally preferred to keep hidden from a threat, but it also held no compunctions against ending problems definitively. The two newcomers were carousing and the Freehold seemed to be enjoying the celebration. The quiet Whisperwisp looked like he was doing a quick mental calculation before heading towards the food table. Maybe I'll try something spicy... just a little.

[Saber Sloth]

The Summer Solstice continues on, merriment, cheer and competitive spirits blazing

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