Allye/Performances/Dance of the Moons

Real Date	2024-04-29
Game Date	448-10-38
Event	Tavern Troupe and Fancy Pants Adventure Club's Celestial Stars Traveling Ball
Point of View Character	Allye

You say, "So for now, please enjoy the moon menu, and allow me to present our first performer of the evening."

Shaoimhe chortles softly at some secret joke.

Jaelia gets an impish expression on her face, and lets out a hearty cheer.

Jaelia gets a crystal vial of Moonflower Mead from atop a sumptuous Elven wool picnic cloth dyed in softly blended hues.

Jaelia takes a bite of the bubble.

Jaelia takes a sip of her Mead.

You strut around, preening and patting yourself on the back. Not shy, are we?

You exclaim, "It's me! Surprise!"

Shaoimhe laughs!

Stelling looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf!

Aetheline giggles.

Jaelia looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf!

You preen!

Shaoimhe looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf!

Jaelia lets out a loud "Huzzah!" for you!

Hebion chortles softly at some secret joke.

Zersha moves a creme-topped moon cake to her left hand.

Zersha looks at you and applauds!

Squinting at you, Aetheline takes careful aim and throws a moon bubble at you. Duck!

Aetheline blushes a bright red color.

Zersha gets a length of nightsilk fabric from inside her encompassing shadows.

Stelling laughs at Aetheline.

Zersha offers Aetheline a length of nightsilk fabric.

Aetheline exclaims, "Oops!"

Elore gets a crystal vial of Moonflower Mead from atop a sumptuous Elven wool picnic cloth dyed in softly blended hues.

Jaelia exclaims to Elore, "This will be one of the best Star Balls ever!"

Raising her Moonflower Mead to you, Elore gives you a toast. Cheers!

Zersha takes a tiny bite of a creme-topped moon cake and chews daintily on it.

Aetheline beams at Zersha!

You close your gem pouch.

Vixonia looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf!

You giggle.

Aetheline hugs Zersha, getting a smile in return.

Aetheline accepts Zersha's nightsilk fabric.

You get a smooth ebony lap harp carved with silver-painted crescent moons from inside your lotusweave valise.

Zersha hugs Aetheline, who wraps her arms around Zersha with a warm smile.

Shaoimhe gets a crystal vial of Moonflower Mead from atop a sumptuous Elven wool picnic cloth dyed in softly blended hues.

Ezathiel astonishedly says, "So many people to stare at."

Shaoimhe takes a sip of her Mead.

Ezathiel chortles softly at some secret joke.

Zersha giggles at Ezathiel.

(Allye makes her way up to a tall stool placed near front of the gathered people and takes a seat on its edge, her legs dangling over the side.)

Ezathiel winks at Zersha.

Elore stares fixedly at her lavender gown, studying it intently.

Zersha softly says to Ezathiel in Ilithic, "The trick is not to be creepy about it."

Elore flicks a bit of lint off her lavender gown, ensuring that the garment is suitable for presentation.

(Allye places her harp on her lap, cradling the instrument as it leans against her torso.)

Ezathiel laughs at Zersha.

Aetheline puts her Mead in her dreamweave unicorn.

Ezathiel pleasantly says to Zersha, "I will do it from the corner of my eyes."

(Allye's fingers begin to move over the strings, and a wave of notes cascades into a soft, plaintive tune.)

Zersha nods at Ezathiel, obviously agreeing with his views.

Jaelia shows Elore her silk gown.

Aetheline drapes her nightsilk fabric over her shoulders as a short cape.

Ezathiel laughingly asks Zersha, "Or maybe crossed eyes?"

Aetheline strikes a heroic pose.

You sing in a soprano voice:

   "In the velvet canvas of the night,
   Four moons danced in celestial delight:
   Grazhir, white and luminescent bright,
   Katamba, gold, a beacon of might,
   Xibar, blue, reflecting starry sight,
   And Yavash, red, burning with fiery light."

Ezathiel grins.

Glimmers of light dance over the night-black dreamweave fabric of Jaelia's cloak, highlighting the sunset orange Celestial roses embroidered upon it.

Jaelia shows Zersha her silk gown.

Elore shows Jaelia her velvet greatcloak.

Zersha softly says to Ezathiel in Ilithic, "Might be more weird and less creepy."

Kerennya smiles.

Kerennya takes a sip of her Mead.

Kerennya takes a bite of the cake.

Vixonia trills softly at you.

Ezathiel pleasantly says to Zersha, "I can live with weird."

Elore winks at Jaelia.

Ezathiel smiles quietly to himself.

You sing in a soprano voice:

   "Oh, moons of grace in the cosmic expanse,
   In harmony they twirled in heavenly dance,
   Bound by gravity in an orbital trance,
   Until fate's cruel hand began its advance."

Shaoimhe gawks at Aetheline.

Zersha gazes at you.

Elore laughs!

Ezathiel gazes at you.

Ezathiel takes a bite of the bubble.

You sing in a soprano voice:

   "Unseen beneath Grazhir's ivory glow,
   Lay secrets deep, none dared to know,
   For Grazhir harbored a peril so profound,
   A world within, waiting to be unbound."

Aetheline winks at Shaoimhe.

Ezathiel shudders.

Shaoimhe pointedly ignores Aetheline.

You sing in a soprano voice:

   "Oh, moons of grace in the cosmic expanse,
   In harmony they twirled in heavenly dance,
   Bound by gravity in an orbital trance,
   Until fate's cruel hand began its advance."

Vixonia glances up at the sky.

Zersha takes a tiny bite of a creme-topped moon cake and chews daintily on it.

Jaelia glances up at the sky.

You sing in a soprano voice:

   "One fateful eve, the clouds did scatter,
   As Grazhir's shell began to shatter,
   Cracks of light, a celestial sigh,
   Revealed the truth, to the altered sky."

Aetheline rubs a short nightsilk cape fluttering from the shoulders.

Jaelia covers her mouth with her hand.

Shaoimhe gazes up at the sky.

Zersha giggles at Aetheline.

Aetheline appears to be trying hard not to grin.

Ezathiel furrows his brow.

Shaoimhe takes a bite of the bubble.

You sing in a soprano voice:

   "From Grazhir's core, the World Dragon soared,
   A creature ancient, its presence roared,
   With fiery breath, it burned Katamba's hue,
   To darkness, the golden moon withdrew."

Elore rubs her hands together.

Kerennya glances up at the sky.

Stelling takes a sip of his Mead.

Elore gazes up at the sky.

Vixonia trills softly at you.

Elore takes a sip of her Mead.

Vixonia takes a sip of her Mead.

You sing in a soprano voice:

   "Oh, moons of grace in the cosmic expanse,
   In harmony they twirled in heavenly dance,
   Bound by gravity in an orbital trance,
   Until fate's cruel hand began its advance."

The wind whistles through a tree hollow.

Ezathiel softly says to himself, "This must be the scary story part of the show."

Zersha looks at Ezathiel, obviously trying not to grin, but the dimples in her cheeks give her away.

Shaoimhe pats Ezathiel on the back.

Ezathiel snickers.

Elore puts her Mead in her backpack.

Elore just found a length of nightsilk fabric in a box of gifts bearing the crest of the Tavern Troupe Performing Order!

You sing in a soprano voice:

   "Xibar wept tears of azure blue,
   As Yavash raged with crimson hue,
   Forever changed, their unity rent,
   In chaos' wake, they could only lament."

Elore gasps!

Elore gives a length of nightsilk fabric a hug!

Shaoimhe gazes at you.

Ezathiel nods at Elore, obviously agreeing with her views.

Kerennya takes a bite of the cake.

Kerennya takes a sip of her Mead.

Kerennya takes a bite of the cake.

Kerennya takes a sip of her Mead.

You sing in a soprano voice:

   "Now three moons sweep across the cosmic sea,
   In the endless tapestry of eternity,
   A reminder of destiny's fragile thread,
   In the vast expanse where stars are led."

Elore puts her fabric in a thin faeweave backpack.

Vixonia trills softly at you.

(Allye allows the final notes of the song to hang in the air for a moment before calming the strings of her instrument with her splayed palms. With a soft smile, she climbs to her feet.)

You sink into a deep curtsy.

Zersha smiles at you, revealing the dimples in her cheeks.

Jaelia smiles at you.

Raising his Moonflower Mead to you, Stelling gives you a toast. Cheers!

Zersha looks at you and applauds!

Shaoimhe looks at you and lets out a hearty cheer on your behalf!

Raising her Moonflower Mead to you, Vixonia gives you a toast. Cheers!

Raising her Moonflower Mead to you, Jaelia gives you a toast. Cheers!

Kerennya moves a crystal vial of Moonflower Mead to her right hand.

Jaelia takes a sip of her Mead.

Raising his apple brandy to you, Ezathiel gives you a toast. Cheers!

Raising her Moonflower Mead to you, Kerennya gives you a toast. Cheers!

Zersha takes a tiny bite of a creme-topped moon cake and chews daintily on it.

Vixonia exclaims, "Beautifully sung!"

Elore moves a moon bubble to her right hand.

Aetheline looks at you and applauds!

Elore moves a moon bubble to her left hand.

Elore gets a crystal vial of Moonflower Mead from atop a sumptuous Elven wool picnic cloth dyed in softly blended hues.

You perk up your ears happily.

Raising her Moonflower Mead to you, Elore gives you a toast. Cheers!

You exclaim, "Thank you!"

Ezathiel nods in agreement.

Elore leans on Ezathiel.

Zersha exclaims to you in Ilithic, "That was lovely!"

Elore takes a sip of her Mead.

Ezathiel grins at Elore.

Ezathiel leans on Elore.

Shaoimhe praises you.

You perk up your ears happily as you gaze at Zersha.

Shaoimhe takes a sip of her Mead.

You beam at Shaoimhe!

Elore takes a bite of the bubble.