Realm of the Fellnight Queen - In Character

[TheTick]

The town of Bellis is buzzing with excitement at the wedding, happening just a short time from now.  At the Chapel of Shelyn, Viviana Albercroft paces while practicing her lines and gestures for the ceremony.  She greeted Burham warmly enough when he arrived to keep an eye on things, but is soon back to her rehearsing.

The food tent is a busy place, with ribs and fish leaving as quickly as they get cooked.  Many townsfolk made a picnic of it, laying out blankets while they await the festivities.  "Big Al" seems quite at home here, nudging Revas Benwold after a particularly vulgar joke (priests of Cayden Cailean know how to party).  A few of the bridesmaids have already arrived to fuss over their boxed desserts for the Box Social, including Lumi Reasonknot, a young Gnomish woman known for her honeyed pumpkin bread.

Elyin and Kailah are greeting guests in the Gazebo area, and when not shaking the hands of an out of town guest or meeting his a relative of his soon-to-be wife, Elyin catches up with his Foresthawk friends (Dorin, Galadon, Izora, all human rangers).

The rose garden is a popular spot for some of the young couples sneaking away for some alone time.

[BigbyMichael]

Aside from joking around and bragging about her win in the ring the other night, Al is working the food and the taps, serving and imbibing, she is open for interaction from any pc or npc interaction but too busy to initiate. She is however casting anxious glances to see if anyone drops a bid to her single malt in the box social, or if one of her sisters shows up to flaunt their suitors in her face.
She responds to all the various town folk as she serves them greeting the ones she knows by name, shmoozing a little, and welcoming any new faces.

[Lotofsnow]

Bashir does his best to tune out Viviana's rehearsal. The frequent gesticulating and gyrating are a bit too much for the devotee of Sarenrae's tastes. Rehearsed in the privacy of the chapel, which for too many moments contained only Bashir and Viviana, the performance borders on the obscene. It comes with relief: the arrival of the first guest, who, missing the table clearly marked GIFTS in flowing script, proceeds to place his present in the entirely wrong location until corrected. "Not there. Please place them on the table marked GIFTS. No, I don't know where the horseshoe signups are."

As more guests arrive, the words become a mantra, but it is sufficient to distract Bashir from the officiant's movements. That is, it suffices until a tap on his shoulder is Viviana asking his opinion on the preciseness of a particular sequence of hip circles that plunges Bashir into another period of awkwardness.

[SteveRogers]

As guests make their way into the venue, Felix stands casually within reach of the bride and groom.  For each guests they greet, he calmly and seriously admonishes the same guests with warnings or blessings related to their future lives.  One guest will have boils another spoils and riches.  One will outlive all of his enemies whIle another may not even survive this evening.  When you speak with the divine prophetic knowledge granted by Sarenrae, it is a sworn, sacred duty to profess tidings of what is to come.

Felix is, however, careful to avoid offending any of the guests, so he tidies up some of the prophesies.  One guest will die by natural means rather than health complications due to extreme, uninhibited fatness.

[TheTick]

A few of the guests look askance at Felix's more...interesting predictions, but when Elyin only laughs and claps Felix on the back most decide to take it in stride.  It is a day of celebration, after all.

[Phil]

Felicity paces the rose garden.  Pretending to admire the flowers while she attempts to shake her nerves.  When Kailah asked her to be a bridesmaid, of course she'd accepted.  She didn't know her soon to be sister-in-law very well, but Kailah seemed sweet enough, and was pretty in her soft and pleasant way.  Felicity would not think to turn down such an honor, and it was the least she could do for Elyin.
   
The small box in her hand contained her treat.  Nothing so fancy as the other bridesmaids had prepared, but Felicity had added enough sugar that it should at least be palatable.  Felicity could sear a rabbit as well as any foresthawk, but baking was not a skill she had the time or inclination to indulge.
   
The young ranger isn't sure what she's truly nervous about.  In her bridesmaid dress, Felicity admits to herself that she must look at least passably pretty.  And Kailah had styled Felicity's hair in a manner she claims is quite fashionable.  Surely some fool boy will bid on her confection.  But Felicity was eager to change back into her foresthawk armor and uniform all the same. 

When a young couple enters the rose garden together, Felicity takes this as her cue to leave and join the festivities.  She takes a moment to steady herself, and to cast the Longstrider spell.  She feels instantly lighter on her feet. Ready to dance, or to run, as the evening requires. 
   
She makes her way to join Kailah and her bridesmaids, giving a smirk to Galadon and her fellow rangers as she passes them by.

[Lotofsnow]

From his post just inside the open chapel door, Bashir's eyes track the half-elf ranger as she crosses the yard toward the gazebo. He has said only a few words to Felicity during his short time in the village, but he is still surprised to see her dressed in something so bright... and flowing. He remembers hearing that she is related to the groom somehow, so it seems familial duty is enough to extract her from her usual uniform. Quickly suppressing thoughts of extracting the half elf from her uniform, Bashir instead directs yet another lost couple to the amphitheater as, no, the ceremony will not be held in the chapel today.

[SteveRogers]

Felix quips to anyone who will listen, "There is an ill wind on the air this day.  A poor day for a wedding."

He glares ominously at the couple.

[BigbyMichael]

Al's ears perk up as a chorus of lilting laughter can be heard from the dance area. The cacophony of her 5 elegant and wonderfully perfect sisters descends upon the dance floor, each with their suitor of the month. Each more wealthy and dashing that the rest. The song like inebriated shouts of her father and mother can be heard in-tow, joking with the father and mother of the bride how soon they'll be marrying of their girls. 
Al retreats squatting behind a barrel with a full rack. Ears burning red, and visibly despondent. Revas comes over to check up on her, but she quickly reassures him she's fine and just needs a breather.

[BigbyMichael]

The rack takes a critical hit with a bite attack. NOM NOM

[TheTick]

A couple of young kids come running through the various party locations, and announce "The Box Social is starting!"

Time passes, and everyone gathers next to the feast tent

Revas Benwold steps up in front of the crowd as the bridesmaids line up with their boxes to auction.

"Okay now, I'm not one for big speeches, so let's get down to it and start the Box Social!  We want to give Elyin and Kailah a good solid start, to open those purse strings, that includes you, Giles."  A man in the crowd gives Revas a vulgar gesture.  "Alright then, Felicity, step forward!  Bidding starts at 2 silver pieces!"

Any PC that wants to bid may do so, otherwise, we'll move on

[BigbyMichael]

Al sneaks in on the the edge of the girls lined up with her single malt.. her sisters snickering

[Lotofsnow]

As the guests' attention is drawn toward the box social, Bashir sighs. Finally, with no more wayward gift givers, he can focus on the job he was paid for: guarding the gifts. Now, he thinks, is the ideal time to make off with some gifts, what with everyone distracted by the bridesmaids and bidders. It would be nothing to slip in and enact a crime that likely would not be noticed until well after the wedding when an absence of a thank you note would send a jaded invitee to the couple's door in inquiry. Such awkward conversations will not happen now, as Bashir double and triple counts the gifts. His eyes dart from corner to corner, missing nothing. With a glance he scans the yard for suspicious characters, no being passing unseen beneath his vigilance. Each person identified, assessed, and marked in but a moment, not lingering long on one before moving to the ne-

"Is that Felicity up for auction?" he whispers to himself in curiosity. Yes, definitely just curiosity. Just wondering who might bid and for how much. Wondering. Nothing more. "It could be funny, heh heh."

Bashir watches the auction.

[TheTick]

Giles, perhaps spurred on by Revas's teasing, bids the 2 silver pieces.

[SteveRogers]

Felix raises a hand, "Are bids of prophesy and divination acceptable payment?"