Servian and Luna walked into the ballroom as a couple, hand in hand, while nobility clapped and smiled at the two young adults as they were getting to know each other.  It was a nice reception and hors-devours were being served inside, but the real feast would be held outside tonight. Servian had peeked and was overjoyed at how well Thomas had done following his instruction; the entire rear courtyard had been set up for a grand BBQ. Tonightâ€™s feast was far less formal and more in the fashion of how Servianâ€™s people celebrated, many of the more common folk gathered bringing the head count to around 200.<br/><br/>The happy couple was escorted along with the other royal guests out into the torch lit courtyard, while bards played happy tunes. The men drank mead and the woman sipped wine, and everyone was having a great time. A single question on everyoneâ€™s lips; â€˜Where is this magnificent boar that Servian slew on his hunt?â€™ And so in a great spectacle it was finally revealed, A large tarp had been strung up and now it was dropped to reveal a massive Bronze Bull. Underneath it, servants stoked a fire hot with coals and as the hollow bullâ€™s side was opened, the pigâ€™s perfectly cooked carcass broiled inside, the crowd erupted in cheers at the size of the trophy beast. Meat was hacked away and served on great platters to the famished guests.<br/>Servian took special time out of his mingling to spend time with Bor Aname, he told the Bor how gracious Luna had been and they both marveled at the quality of Tailor Maystoneâ€™s craftsmanship. Servian recanted many of the wonderful times he and Luna had had during the day, but he was sure to leave out the audacious bits of the story. They saw Luna, looking at them talking in good spirits and both waved happily to her. But now it was time for Servian to unveil his true gift for the Borâ€™s gracious hospitality.<br/>Two of Servians men walked out of the keep, carrying a large wrapped gift. No one thought to ask where the other Berserker guard had made off to, because it wasnâ€™t any of their business. The two men brought out the package and set it in fornt of the surprised Bor.<br/>â€œBor Aname, I present this gift to you in thanks for your hospitality to me and my men and for your benevolence and wisdom, bringing peace once again to this fair land. In my homeland, We bequeath each of our trophies with name of the man responsible for making the kill, and even thought I and my men did the actually slaying, Count Kennith Lanning was responsible for leading us to the prize and selflessly sacrificing his mount so that we could all enjoy these spoils tonight. And for thatâ€¦..â€ Servian announced for the whole crowd to hear, as he pulled the cover off of the finely crafted boarâ€™s head trophy. The plaque read â€œKennyâ€ and the Bor took great amusement at the wonderful gift.<br/><br/>The party raged into the night, the music getting louder as the people drank more and laughed even more. All and all it was a magnificent party, the kind of party that it was far too easy to imbibe too much alcohol at, and so many people did just that, after all, who could blame them. The prospects of not only peace but that the two young people that were to bring that peace actually happy together, all the better. Eventually with socially mandatory mingling out of the way, Servian found his way over to Luna. He walked up beside her and they both shared a smile. Servian could smell the wine fumes on her breath and was happy that she was able to unwind a bit tonight. He reached out and placed his arm around her, rubbing her exposed back. The expression of compassion was all too real, even if he managed to give her bottom a discreet squeeze when no one was watching.