Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170605191359/@comment-5543592-20170606193852

Meilir stood chatting with some of his peers at the grand feast following the wedding. He had mixed feelings on the ceremony, and generally wasn't much a fan of his fellow nobility, but could appreciate a good party.

Thus, he ate and drank, and generally did what was expected of him.

Taeris found himself on the sidelines of the feast, feeling exposed and naked without his swords, and like a showdog in the doublet he was wearing. People came up to him frequently, men who were curious about the truth to his exploits, women whose intentions were poorly concealed, and boys who'd had a good day at sword practice and thought they might have a chance at besting Taeris Redcrash in a duel. Taeris treated the first with politeness, the second with wry charm, and the third with sarcastic wit, to varying degrees of success, but mainly achieved his goal of being left alone. Meilir insisted Taeris try to enjoy himself, but this wasn't exactly his scene.