Dec 21, 2010 23:43
[The feed clicks on, a well-lit room. A fire burns brightly in a fireplace just visible at the edge of the video. In the forefront, Temper sits. For a moment he seems distracted by something out of view before bright blue eyes flicker abruptly towards the communicator.]
There's quite a bit of talk about the holiday upcoming, isn't there? Back home, it was Christmas. [Does he sound nostalgic? Perhaps just a bit, but it's almost certainly fabricated. He has no desire to be home, as it is now or as it used to be.] But I've heard solstice, winter festival, several others. It doesn't matter the name. It's a celebration at the darkest time of the year. Or maybe it's mourning the loss of the light. Either way, it's a good reason for a party.
I'm sure you're all grateful for the chance to celebrate. Our hosts have been generous enough to permit the party, and to provide the venue. Blutige Rosen should do nicely. It will be quite the event, I'm sure. Of course, it will be a formal event. It wouldn't be polite, to not dress your best for a party. Hmm. Gala is a better word, perhaps. I'm sure you'll all find everything you need in the city to prepare.
I suppose this is an invitation then. And I do hope you'll be there. After all, considering all you've been through, you do have so much to be celebrating in simply surviving.
c: celty sturluson,
[npc] temper vale