Kelski was pleased at the turnout. There were more people than she’d thought, though the guards had to turn several people away for a lack of costume. They had careful instructions… regardless of quality, if an effort was put into disguising one’s looks and coming in any sort of theme, then they would be let in.
A younger woman came in with a beautiful painted mask, flowing dress and dancing shoes looking truly lovely. Kelski nodded to her, admiring the bright colors of her clothing, and wondered what she was going as. It was hard for Kelski to guess, though she admired the swirls on her mask and was glad to see a musical instrument with her. Bards were always welcome. “Feel free to take a turn on the stage if you’d like!” Kelski said, seeing the instrument and the girls lovely smile. Moving on, Kelski roamed the crowd, and before long had a food tray in her hand like one of the servers handing out edibles to those people that were not otherwise eating.
The Sea Eagle liked to feed people. She knew the moment Duncan and Lia walked in. Their entrance caused quite a stir, especially with Duncan’s costume. He hadn’t tried to cover his unusual arm, giving the Isur away, but the costume was extraordinarily good. Lia’s matched Duncan’s thoroughly too and the Kelvic approached the two, smiling warmly. “You both look so good! Did you make those yourselves?!?” Kelski whispered fiercely. Then she grinned at Lia and Duncan, including them both. “Save me a dance later you two. Dancing! Can you imagine? It feels like a dream we got this off the ground and actually happening.” She said with a light voice then waved her tray of shrimp under Duncan’s nose. “Not white cave shrimp, but they are very good.” She said, seeing Lia already helping herself. Cats had good taste. She wasn’t so sure about Isur though.
And then she was off in the crowd again, her tray almost empty. She slipped over by the caterers and traded the empty one for one that was full of some sort of little hard baked breads with slices of cheese, a meat spread, and a tiny cherry tomato on them. Fancy food… she was quite certain not many people in Sunberth saw this kind of fare. She slipped around, spotted a man in rainbow gleaming glass scales and a mask talking to the lovely young girl with the blues and greens and the hand painted mask. She smiled at them with real warmth in her silver eyes and pressed treats on them from the tray. “Eat eat…. We have too much food!” She said, smiling to them both. “And go dance…. It’s a party. Celebrate the new year.” The Kelvic paused, smiled, and took a good hard look at the man. “You look delicious.” And with a laugh she headed off, excited, back to her hostessing duties. She could have sworn he looked scaled like a fish and fish were her favorite.
Back at Vasin, Kelski offered him treats off her tray and a smile. “I can’t wait. I just want to get everyone greeted and fed a little before the dancing. Don’t worry about you not being that good of a dancer, I doubt anyone here is. We have so little reason to celebrate and thus everyone suffers the same two awkward feet. I promise I won’t hold it against you if you stomp on my slippers if you don’t hold it against you when I stomp on your boots.” The Kelvis said with a happy grin. She looked really happy, animated, as if she loved throwing the party and seeing everyone arrive. There was no frustration or worry in her visage – not like other hostesses could grow if they worried no one would have fun. She wanted folks to have fun and would work hard to make sure they did.
“Thank you. I love yours as well. I wear this to honor someone who has saved me many times with the skills she brought to the world.” Kelski said, a note of reverence in her voice. “You don’t think its pretentious to dress up as someone important, do you?” She asked, suddenly double thinking her choice. Then she beamed…. Shaking her head as if shaking off the thought. “I have the best intent in mind… reverence not mockery. I’m sure its fine.” The Kelvic said, answering her own question. Vasin could tell she was high strung high energy today, nothing that a few turns on the floor or a few songs from the musicians wouldn’t cure.
“I’ll be back to claim my dance.” She said with true intent, as if warning him he was going to be mortally wounded in a short amount of time… then Kelski was off again, her tray empty. She traded it in and was back out into the crowd in a jiffy. The tray she took this time was loaded with mugs of spiced cider and ale. On her way back by Skylar and Kynier, she offered them drinks from her tray. Instinctively she started to offer Kynier ale because he was male, but set the mug back with a frown on the tray and offered him cider instead. “Spiced Cider.” She said, gesturing the to the other mugs on the tray. “The other is ale. Which would you like, My Lady?” Kelski asked Skylar. Kelski wasn’t sure why, but she was certain Kynier would refuse the liquor… but she didn’t know which Skylar preferred. Kelski, it seemed, completely missed the point of circulating a party she was throwing as a princess and not as a servant. She was content to keep food and drink flowing, loosening up the crowd.
When Crylon arrived, Kelski was already herding people onto the dance floor. She picked the ones that had already filled their plates from the buffet a few times and were looking around uncertainly. The Kelvic had even asked a few people their favorite songs and had went and asked the requests of the band and Maurice for them. She was working hard to make sure people were having a good time. Spotting Crylon, she grinned and admired his costume. “I have no idea what you are but that looks great!” She said, noting the color suited him. He wasn’t hard to identify either. There were two Isur that she knew of in the city and they were both at the party, their arms distinctive despite the costumes. By now she was getting the fact it was a religious thing… that hiding or disguising the arms would dishonor Izurden. And they revered the God.
“You should eat.” Kelski said to the Isur, smiling down at him. He and Duncan were about the only two people in the world she could look down on smiling that weren’t children. It was their very presence in her home that had finally turned the tide of Kelski understanding age in humans weren’t height dependent but more a mentality thing. “The fish is really good.” She parroted, though Crylon would know taking dinner at The Midnight Gem almost nightly that fish was Kelski’s favorite food and She’d probably always say that.
“Then go dance. There are a lot of women here that are looking for partners. Besides, Duncan said something about Isur can’t dance. You must prove him wrong. Your graceful with weapons… whats the difference? Save one for me?” She asked, then was off again, her tray of drinks light with only one or two remaining.
By the time she’d returned to the caterers, they had all the trays out with staff, so Kelski grabbed a plate and took a turn through the buffet. She briefly stopped by Vasin again, where Anja ran into them. She smiled at him, nibbling on what looked like sandwiches made of crab meat cooked in a thick mayonnaise sauce spiced with pepper and green herbs she didn’t recognize. The fresh bread was delicious and Kelski found herself famished. “That mask is beautiful. Is that a real skull? It can’t be can it? I don’t recognize it, Anja, but I feel like I should. I can’t imagine something actually being alive looking that wicked.” She said, gesturing with her plate to Anja’s mask. She truthfully had no idea what Anja was dressed as, but it looked fierce and the stuff he could scare children with. The beak looked glass sharp, and she couldn’t tell if the skull was that of a lizard or a bird.
The night was somewhat surreal. Everyone gleamed and glittered in their finery. It didn’t matter if it was homemade done of paint and scrounged chips of glass or was expensive elegant work done by a fine tailor. Kelski hoped everyone realized how equal they all came across in the environment, eating from the same buffet, listening to the same bards, enjoying the company of others. She couldn’t feel like she stole time a little, carving out a chunk of happiness for anyone that wanted to come enjoy it for a few moments in time… a stolen magical holiday on the cusp of a new year.
She quietly gave thanks to Akajia, Semele, and most importantly to Xhyves…. and that’s when she remembered her promise to him. What better way to make good on it than a room full of people? Kelski excused herself from Anja and Vasin, leaving them to talk, and deposited her now-empty plate in the bin the caterers had set up near the buffet for folks to leave their dirty dishware and utensils. Then she headed for the front of the stage, to spell the dancers, musicians, and give folks something to talk about.
A younger woman came in with a beautiful painted mask, flowing dress and dancing shoes looking truly lovely. Kelski nodded to her, admiring the bright colors of her clothing, and wondered what she was going as. It was hard for Kelski to guess, though she admired the swirls on her mask and was glad to see a musical instrument with her. Bards were always welcome. “Feel free to take a turn on the stage if you’d like!” Kelski said, seeing the instrument and the girls lovely smile. Moving on, Kelski roamed the crowd, and before long had a food tray in her hand like one of the servers handing out edibles to those people that were not otherwise eating.
The Sea Eagle liked to feed people. She knew the moment Duncan and Lia walked in. Their entrance caused quite a stir, especially with Duncan’s costume. He hadn’t tried to cover his unusual arm, giving the Isur away, but the costume was extraordinarily good. Lia’s matched Duncan’s thoroughly too and the Kelvic approached the two, smiling warmly. “You both look so good! Did you make those yourselves?!?” Kelski whispered fiercely. Then she grinned at Lia and Duncan, including them both. “Save me a dance later you two. Dancing! Can you imagine? It feels like a dream we got this off the ground and actually happening.” She said with a light voice then waved her tray of shrimp under Duncan’s nose. “Not white cave shrimp, but they are very good.” She said, seeing Lia already helping herself. Cats had good taste. She wasn’t so sure about Isur though.
And then she was off in the crowd again, her tray almost empty. She slipped over by the caterers and traded the empty one for one that was full of some sort of little hard baked breads with slices of cheese, a meat spread, and a tiny cherry tomato on them. Fancy food… she was quite certain not many people in Sunberth saw this kind of fare. She slipped around, spotted a man in rainbow gleaming glass scales and a mask talking to the lovely young girl with the blues and greens and the hand painted mask. She smiled at them with real warmth in her silver eyes and pressed treats on them from the tray. “Eat eat…. We have too much food!” She said, smiling to them both. “And go dance…. It’s a party. Celebrate the new year.” The Kelvic paused, smiled, and took a good hard look at the man. “You look delicious.” And with a laugh she headed off, excited, back to her hostessing duties. She could have sworn he looked scaled like a fish and fish were her favorite.
Back at Vasin, Kelski offered him treats off her tray and a smile. “I can’t wait. I just want to get everyone greeted and fed a little before the dancing. Don’t worry about you not being that good of a dancer, I doubt anyone here is. We have so little reason to celebrate and thus everyone suffers the same two awkward feet. I promise I won’t hold it against you if you stomp on my slippers if you don’t hold it against you when I stomp on your boots.” The Kelvis said with a happy grin. She looked really happy, animated, as if she loved throwing the party and seeing everyone arrive. There was no frustration or worry in her visage – not like other hostesses could grow if they worried no one would have fun. She wanted folks to have fun and would work hard to make sure they did.
“Thank you. I love yours as well. I wear this to honor someone who has saved me many times with the skills she brought to the world.” Kelski said, a note of reverence in her voice. “You don’t think its pretentious to dress up as someone important, do you?” She asked, suddenly double thinking her choice. Then she beamed…. Shaking her head as if shaking off the thought. “I have the best intent in mind… reverence not mockery. I’m sure its fine.” The Kelvic said, answering her own question. Vasin could tell she was high strung high energy today, nothing that a few turns on the floor or a few songs from the musicians wouldn’t cure.
“I’ll be back to claim my dance.” She said with true intent, as if warning him he was going to be mortally wounded in a short amount of time… then Kelski was off again, her tray empty. She traded it in and was back out into the crowd in a jiffy. The tray she took this time was loaded with mugs of spiced cider and ale. On her way back by Skylar and Kynier, she offered them drinks from her tray. Instinctively she started to offer Kynier ale because he was male, but set the mug back with a frown on the tray and offered him cider instead. “Spiced Cider.” She said, gesturing the to the other mugs on the tray. “The other is ale. Which would you like, My Lady?” Kelski asked Skylar. Kelski wasn’t sure why, but she was certain Kynier would refuse the liquor… but she didn’t know which Skylar preferred. Kelski, it seemed, completely missed the point of circulating a party she was throwing as a princess and not as a servant. She was content to keep food and drink flowing, loosening up the crowd.
When Crylon arrived, Kelski was already herding people onto the dance floor. She picked the ones that had already filled their plates from the buffet a few times and were looking around uncertainly. The Kelvic had even asked a few people their favorite songs and had went and asked the requests of the band and Maurice for them. She was working hard to make sure people were having a good time. Spotting Crylon, she grinned and admired his costume. “I have no idea what you are but that looks great!” She said, noting the color suited him. He wasn’t hard to identify either. There were two Isur that she knew of in the city and they were both at the party, their arms distinctive despite the costumes. By now she was getting the fact it was a religious thing… that hiding or disguising the arms would dishonor Izurden. And they revered the God.
“You should eat.” Kelski said to the Isur, smiling down at him. He and Duncan were about the only two people in the world she could look down on smiling that weren’t children. It was their very presence in her home that had finally turned the tide of Kelski understanding age in humans weren’t height dependent but more a mentality thing. “The fish is really good.” She parroted, though Crylon would know taking dinner at The Midnight Gem almost nightly that fish was Kelski’s favorite food and She’d probably always say that.
“Then go dance. There are a lot of women here that are looking for partners. Besides, Duncan said something about Isur can’t dance. You must prove him wrong. Your graceful with weapons… whats the difference? Save one for me?” She asked, then was off again, her tray of drinks light with only one or two remaining.
By the time she’d returned to the caterers, they had all the trays out with staff, so Kelski grabbed a plate and took a turn through the buffet. She briefly stopped by Vasin again, where Anja ran into them. She smiled at him, nibbling on what looked like sandwiches made of crab meat cooked in a thick mayonnaise sauce spiced with pepper and green herbs she didn’t recognize. The fresh bread was delicious and Kelski found herself famished. “That mask is beautiful. Is that a real skull? It can’t be can it? I don’t recognize it, Anja, but I feel like I should. I can’t imagine something actually being alive looking that wicked.” She said, gesturing with her plate to Anja’s mask. She truthfully had no idea what Anja was dressed as, but it looked fierce and the stuff he could scare children with. The beak looked glass sharp, and she couldn’t tell if the skull was that of a lizard or a bird.
The night was somewhat surreal. Everyone gleamed and glittered in their finery. It didn’t matter if it was homemade done of paint and scrounged chips of glass or was expensive elegant work done by a fine tailor. Kelski hoped everyone realized how equal they all came across in the environment, eating from the same buffet, listening to the same bards, enjoying the company of others. She couldn’t feel like she stole time a little, carving out a chunk of happiness for anyone that wanted to come enjoy it for a few moments in time… a stolen magical holiday on the cusp of a new year.
She quietly gave thanks to Akajia, Semele, and most importantly to Xhyves…. and that’s when she remembered her promise to him. What better way to make good on it than a room full of people? Kelski excused herself from Anja and Vasin, leaving them to talk, and deposited her now-empty plate in the bin the caterers had set up near the buffet for folks to leave their dirty dishware and utensils. Then she headed for the front of the stage, to spell the dancers, musicians, and give folks something to talk about.
