Oh, What a Beautiful Morning (open)

[sheriff_vaizey]

Who: Open to Michaelmas partygoers
What: An after-party brunch
Where: Nottingham Castle, Great Hall
When: 30 September, late morning

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[bran_ap_cadwgan]

Events proceeded well. The sun shone like a disc of the finest gold outside, and Hood remained in the dungeons. What more could Bran ask for? He couldn't even ask for a breakfast at the Sheriff's expense, for tables of free comestibles already awaited the party-goers. The whole affair put Bran in an excellent mood. However, something nagged at the back of his mind, prompting him to believe he had overlooked something. Something important, no less. But since the idea had squirmed in his brain since last evening, he'd grown used to ignoring it. He would deal with it eventually, just not at present, for at the moment he had more important matters to attend. The most important matter concerned breakfast

[nico_debeaumont]

"A time as good as any other," Nicholas answered, a sudden warmth suffusing him at the mention of Locksley's imminent and very public comeuppance. He would have to take care to find a good vantage point on that day. "I owe the man a visit of thanks anyway. I can repay my gratitude by protecting him from the fearsome Sir Brian of Brecon, Slayer of Saracens and Englishmen Alike. I think I may be named in his will for such a service, from the way he reacted the last he saw you. Or he shall swear a thousand biblical plagues upon my house for bringing the devil to his door." This, Nico decided, was going to be fun.
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OOC - ok maybe I am boring but I am running pretty low on light conversation, so unless you are still brimming with ideas for the two lovely gentlemen to snark over, I think I'm tapped. If so, let's roll right ahead and off to Teversal!

[bran_ap_cadwgan]

Bran laughed at Nicholas's speculations, not to mention his new title for the mercenary. Ah, if the knight only knew! Saracens, Saecsons, Ffreincs... Generally whoever posed a threat or annoyance made fair game. "Be it with blessings or with curses, it will be an interesting visit! I only hope you are strong enough to restrain a madman such as myself," he added with a grin and chuckle.

"Now, if you will excuse me, I must refill my plate." He nodded to the almost-empty platter in his left hand. "I look forward to our visit with the utmost pleasure, Good Sir Nicholas." With a last smile and nod, Bran turned and headed back toward the refreshment tables. He could no doubt make off with a bit for Rhys.

((OOC: Sounds like a plan!))