Malamhin pipes up as they are running out the door. " 'Tis a hard land, Esmerelda, so the recreation is a bit more simple than what I've heard of foreign balls. We have celebrations at certain times of the year, like the Caldonian games, where the men can prove their prowess and strength. There...

Malamhin blushes furiously, thinking again of what she had just said. Before the seer leaves, she says "I meant no insult by what I said, I was just caught up in the romance. I hope you can forgive my unintentional rudeness to your family and the King, Lady Eilonwy."

"That is a beautiful story. It gives one hope to know that the first king of a kingdom set a precedent based on love, not political maneuvering. I bet the kingdom was the happier for it as well. Aye, we should gather flowers and give them out. A bit of color always provides some cheer."

"Of course I'd be up for some flower gathering. 'Tis A-Maying time, yes?" Malamhin comments as she looks up from her knitting. "I'd love a chance to get outside. Please, tell me about the custom from your kingdom, though. I'm curious to understand how customer differ."

I just wanted to say that it was a great event. I had a great time. The role-playing was terrific, with everybody having very few out-of-game moments. The plots were fun, yet there were still deadly hints of things to inevitably come, such as the bleeding tree and the eviscerated werewolf.