[It's hard not to take notice of another elf, especially when they loom so gloomily among many high-spirited celebrants. The dark armor and aura about him only makes him stand out even more, and Vereesa finds herself staring for just a moment. When she realizes what she is doing, she quickly averts her gaze back to the plate of food before her.
Her ears perk when he comments; partly because of the sound of his reverberating voice and partly because his words have a ring of truth to them. She had considered avoiding the feast entirely, but ultimately had given in and found the feast to be quite enjoyable. She does not touch the wine, at least.]
Best to be mindful of much more than simply the drinks, given the circumstances. [She finds herself pushing her plate forward for now.]
the foodening
Her ears perk when he comments; partly because of the sound of his reverberating voice and partly because his words have a ring of truth to them. She had considered avoiding the feast entirely, but ultimately had given in and found the feast to be quite enjoyable. She does not touch the wine, at least.]
Best to be mindful of much more than simply the drinks, given the circumstances. [She finds herself pushing her plate forward for now.]