Taking the Goblin Kings grunt as a sign he no longer wished conversation, Cernunnos moved on, bidding his counterpart farewell. Few of the remaining guests seemed to wish to seek him out, and he moved through the hall out onto the balcony overlooking the gardens. Finishing his glass he set it down and vaulted the rail onto the grass below.<br/><br/>He drew in a deep breath of the fragrant air, his keen senses picking up the traces of those who had been there earlier in the evening. Cernunnos moved deeper into the gardens, enjoying the play of the wind on his skin, and the soft noises of the night.<br/>