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[bondedgryphon]

[After Lord Deior announcement, Zhaneel finds herself a bit out of sorts as to how she should proceed. This being the case, she can only ask for help and hope the information she is given will prove effective.]There is to be a party at the Keep in celebration of Hallow's Eve... I have never attended a costumed celebration before and could use help

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[ttlynotawizard]

Any reason why costumes are involved other than for the fun of it?

[bondedgryphon]

[Zhaneel shifts from foot to foot as the response comes by way of the journal. She grinds her beak slightly, feathers rising and falling to flatten against her skull again.]

I do not know why they would be involved at all...

[She sounds dreadfully uninformed, and as such, feels rather foolish. This entire celebration was entirely out of her comfort zone.]

I do not know what Hallow's Eve is, nor the connection costumes warrant to it; although I can see the amusement taken from dressing up.

[After all she, like most other gryphons, enjoyed being pampered and having her feathers dyed. This was similar, right?? CONFUSION!]

[ttlynotawizard]

Good to know I'm not the only on in the dark about it all. Unfortunately it leaves me at a loss as to what kind of costume to even wear. I've not worn many.

[Unless you count the fact that he's constantly in disguise.]

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[bondedgryphon]

[Zhaneel switches her feed, and though she's beaked she looks plenty confused.]

No, not the only one at all. I wish I could tell you more, but this is all rather confusing. I have never worn a costume of any fashion before. I do not even know where to begin...

[She looks from the journal to the collection of clothing.]

I do not think there is much here made to fit one of my species..

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[thii2ii22tupiid]

It better not be like the last party.

*B|*

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[bondedgryphon]

[Well, that's rather ominous sounding.]

What .. What happened at the last party?

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[thii2ii22tupiid]

They turned everybody human. For awhile before it too.

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[bondedgryphon]

[Zhaneel has a moment of pause, her eyes widening at Sollux's reply.]

They have such ability here?

[That was almost a shocked squeak of a question. Because it's slightly scary to think one might wake in such a way without warning.]

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[angha_firebird]

A costume party?

[And Aara is up and out the door of her room, searching the skies above for a moment.]

Where are you, dear friend?

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[bondedgryphon]

[Zhaneel brightens considerably as Aara's voice replies.]

Sisssterrr, I am at the clothier's tower. There are costumes here, but I do not understand what to do with them. Or how...

[One size do not fit gryphon.]

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[angha_firebird]

Ah.

[Quickly moving towards the tower, Aara tilts her head down at her journal in concern.]

I will be right there, sister. Please do not fret.

[She would ensure she helped Zhaneel, so they could have a marvelous time at the party together.]

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[bondedgryphon]

I shall be waiting...

[Because, really, she has nowhere else to be and shes totally overwhelmed by this monstrous pile of costumes.

When Aara arrives, she will find Zhaneel carefully leafing through the hanging garments.]

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[sayhitobianca]

Clothing's not really my thing, but I can come try to figure it out with you.

Looking like I'm going to have to find something for myself, anyway.

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[bondedgryphon]

[Oh Hai, Varric!

Have a profound sigh of relief. That you are just as over your head about all of this helps, believe it or not.]

I would not turn away any offer of help, Varric. I would happily assist you in any manner possible as well.

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[sayhitobianca]

We'll be in over our heads together, then. I'll be there shortly.

[True to his word, it's not long before he arrives at the clothier's tower.]

Hey there, Feathers.

[And now he's eying the abundance of costumes.]

Looks like we might have our works cut out for us.

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[bondedgryphon]

[She waits with patience and as much calm as she can muster, her gaze constantly moving over the collection of outfits and colorful fabric pieces.

Her ears flick back as she hears someone approach, the sound of the step identifying him even before he speaks.

She chortles softly at his soft pronouncement, glancing sidelong at him as he looks around.]

Aye, that we have, my dear friend.

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[morningfeather]

I might be able to help if you still need any. Where are you at?

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[bondedgryphon]

[New voice! Zhaneel, ever the friendly gryphon, is more than happy to accept help from a stranger.]

If it is no worry, I would much appreciate it. Perhaps fresh eyes can see something I cannot?

I am in the clothier's tower. You will find me at the third level..

Ahh...thank you, ..? My name is Zhaneel...

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[morningfeather]

Alright then. My name is Te Ata. I shall be there in a few minutes, Zhaneel.

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[bondedgryphon]

Thank you, Te Ata. I shall be here...

[And so shall the confused and overwhelmed gryphon be waiting, her back to the entrance as she looks through the first rack without much luck.]