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To all the friends of the happy grooms, PINpoint messages have already been sent weeks ago inviting them to expect quite the street party arranged in the commons of the Nexus. Guests have been invited to bring an appetite--both for food and for a social adventure. Nirnish weddings are public affairs, after all. While the ceremony has had to be somewhat sequestered for the sake of keeping the existence of Other Worlds a secret, neither Felix nor Jim would want to leave out their interdimensional friends entirely. Having a reception party arranged in the Nexus became the natural plan of action.

Overnight large sections of the Commons are transformed via diligent craftsmanship and quite a lot of magic from those who’ve volunteered. Lanterns representing the Divines are hung along every lamp post, bringing at least the idea of warmth even if the flames are too small to heat their surroundings alone. Bardic tunes carry in the air as readily as the scent of food and drink. Past banners of red and black, blue and white the people gather.

For both grooms this is nearly a continuation of the day before. They’ve had the chance to sleep off the nerves of their ceremony. Today is entirely for celebration--uninhibited celebration at that. No more minding what is said and isn’t. No more pretending to be anything other than who they are. Jim’s traded out his Nirnish finery for a suit and tie, garments he’s much more familiar with. Felix is staying with his native clothing; though he may have dressed down a little from his wedding clothes, the conjurer’s dressed in fitted breeches and his best fur-trimmed coat and boots, the soft hide dyed blue to match his tunic. By their side sits the conjurer’s spectral wolf familiar, ears pricked at the gathering.

As the guests find their ways over it will be easy to spot their friends amidst all the decor along with many other avenues with which to enjoy themselves….

Greetings

Food and Drink

Music and Dancing

Bonfire Entertainment

Party Games


((Links to all relevent wedding Prose can be found Here!))

Date: 2020-01-26 09:15 pm (UTC)
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"Eighteen point nine-five meters per second," the little Ghost announces. Her gaze flicks over Isidor and her thoughtful-looking Guardian before she translates: "Forty-two point four miles per hour, at maximum velocity."

"Impressive, for such a big mount." Turnstone nods to Isidor. "I'll give you some space to practice your aim. See you out there, Lady Bird."

Date: 2020-01-26 10:03 pm (UTC)
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Isidor grins and pats her mount triumphantly at the news they exceeded her estimation. The congratulatory petting stops when she straightens to listen to what the stranger has to say.

Pursing her lips she casually suggests, "Be careful you don't mistake a dragon for an insect."

And, pleased with her comeback, she nudges Integrity onwards. They've got some work to do!

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