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A Very Nexus Reception

To all the friends of the happy grooms, PINpoint messages have already been sent weeks ago inviting them to expect quite the street party arranged in the commons of the Nexus. Guests have been invited to bring an appetite--both for food and for a social adventure. Nirnish weddings are public affairs, after all. While the ceremony has had to be somewhat sequestered for the sake of keeping the existence of Other Worlds a secret, neither Felix nor Jim would want to leave out their interdimensional friends entirely. Having a reception party arranged in the Nexus became the natural plan of action.

Overnight large sections of the Commons are transformed via diligent craftsmanship and quite a lot of magic from those who’ve volunteered. Lanterns representing the Divines are hung along every lamp post, bringing at least the idea of warmth even if the flames are too small to heat their surroundings alone. Bardic tunes carry in the air as readily as the scent of food and drink. Past banners of red and black, blue and white the people gather.

For both grooms this is nearly a continuation of the day before. They’ve had the chance to sleep off the nerves of their ceremony. Today is entirely for celebration--uninhibited celebration at that. No more minding what is said and isn’t. No more pretending to be anything other than who they are. Jim’s traded out his Nirnish finery for a suit and tie, garments he’s much more familiar with. Felix is staying with his native clothing; though he may have dressed down a little from his wedding clothes, the conjurer’s dressed in fitted breeches and his best fur-trimmed coat and boots, the soft hide dyed blue to match his tunic. By their side sits the conjurer’s spectral wolf familiar, ears pricked at the gathering.

As the guests find their ways over it will be easy to spot their friends amidst all the decor along with many other avenues with which to enjoy themselves….

Greetings
Food and Drink
Music and Dancing
Bonfire Entertainment
Party Games

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For anyone eager to catch up with Felix or Jim, there might be a bit of a line or a cluster of people depending on who’s decided to make an appearance but no one has to wait long to get either or both of their attention.

Edited 2019-12-07 22:30 (UTC)

Sturdy oaken longtables have been arranged along the back of the party area laden with all manner of food and drink. Succulent roasts stand beside vegetarian curries. The homey smell of fresh-baked bread fills the air.Opposite to the savory selection the far end of the table overflows with sweets from both Nirn and Earth. Warm honey cakes with still unset glazes sit side by side with little fruit tarts stacked artfully for ease of selection. Three or four members of the staff of the Crossroads can be identified by their red aprons while they work dutifully to replace empty trays. Their proprietor hasn’t looked up from the ceramic oven he’s been parked in front of while he unloads fresh loaves of bread (and more honey cakes, of course) to be sent out to the tables. He’ll offer a conspiratorial smile to anyone who asks for a recipe but anyone expecting to stand by and chat with Katsuya should be expected to get roped into helping at least a little. Anyone looking for a hard drink will have to turn to the open bar, as all he’s brought from the cafe are large carafes of freshly brewed coffee.

Musical requests seem to be a running theme for this party. To one side several bards take turns competing for the attention (and possible tips) of the attendees but every now and then will find themselves drowned out completely by the blaring music coming out of Jaylah’s little stereo she’s got hooked up to a speaker. If it can be played from a recognizable sheet music the bards are certainly willing to try. If it can be plugged in…? Jaylah will lend you her beats and shouting machine.

If nothing else, it’s going to make for an eclectic variety of dances out on the cleared grounds.

Where there’s a winter party, there must rightfully be a fire: in fact, there are quite a few Tamriel-style braziers set up along the street, but the central square contains a towering stack of wood and kindling. In daylight, the faint spiderweb of magic traced around it might be much harder to spot, and its purpose is obscure regardless. The great fire is all but begging to be lit, but nobody’s made a move to do so. Not until the hour starts to get late, the shadows long, and the air cold. That’s when Felix goes in search of Isidor Durant.

Edited 2019-12-08 17:44 (UTC)

For those seeking a different kind of fun, the drink and music have attracted plenty of people who prefer to sit in sheltered corners and play their own preferred games. In a sheltered street to one side of the party, dice and knucklebones roll, cards are shuffled, players shout in triumph or groan with their loss. The scent in the air hints that gambling isn’t the only somewhat illicit vice being indulged back here, but who’s going to complain? It’s the Nexus.

For those who just want to learn a new game, most of the players are quite laid-back and willing to show an alien stranger the rules. But anyone willing to wager a little more will find revelers equally willing to indulge them. Maybe a little too willing. There’s something about the atmosphere back here, or the heady liquor being passed around, or the man who hands it to you with a wicked grin and vanishes when you look away…

Oh, but you will have fun.

It began as a simple, casual conversation over tea that morning, when a couple of Guardians stopped by to see what all the decorations were about. They got talking to a couple of Sir Celann’s Breton knights, one thing led to another, and now…

Now safety barricades have been set up in two rows down a long stretch of a nearby green. A squire is checking the poles of some bright bunting fluttering overhead. Guardian Tarana Parvin props a sign on its haft and drives it into the cold ground with one good drive of her armored fist, leaving it clear for all to read:

Open Joust

Lances Provided

Bring Your Own Mount

Sir Celann’s squire is setting up a board to hold the names of the contestants. The Breton chevaliers are fussing over their newly-arrived horses at one end of the field; on the other, a Hunter has her hover bike upturned while she tweaks its internals for the event. This isn’t the kind of mounted combat a Sparrow is designed for, but it should prove interesting - even before the rest of the Nexus picks their champions to send in. Of course, there’s also plenty of room on the sidelines for people to cheer, or laugh- or bet on their favorites…

(( Feel free to jump in as contestant or spectator; if your character wants to challenge someone specific, feel free, otherwise we’ll try and pair folks up for casual silliness. Medical aid will be on hand if needed ;) ))

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