smartass_captain

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Of the many things Amelia is excited to see at this party, a gaggle of bards is high on the list. It's been years since she's had the pleasure of watching a group of them squabble over who gets to lead next or interrupting one another with competing songs and instruments. It almost feels like home, more so than she's experienced in the Nexus as of late, and she eagerly encourages their behavior with coy words and a handful of gold coins. Anyone attempting to dance to one song may find themselves changing pace and direction quickly and and often, even after they've paid off the bards to stick to a single song long enough to simply get through it.

The rogue is wandering about the edge of the dance floor as the clash of songs continues, a smile on her lips as she sways in time with whatever beat happens to be most prominent. She'll let up on her game for a short time if someone happens to catch her in the act, but until then? She's going to sip at her drink innocently and dance on her own as if she has absolutely no hand in this.