The master of ceremonies gave an apologetic look - he clearly didn't like it either, but nodded. "This evening, shortly after sunset. He requested she come prepared for dinner and... more," the man said, with a slight sigh of resignation.<br/><br/>Nordri nodded, and adopted Devaguea's humanoid form, slipping out of the tent and intent on gathering what information he could. Lacking in social skills, he fully intended on eavesdropping aplenty. Sydon, also lacking in social skills, intended to explore this dynamic a bit more directly - by getting drunk with the locals and seeing what they came up with. Sena, less appreciative of the crowds than the others, agreed to remain behind and secure the pavilion. Few would mess with it with an owlbear guardian.<br/><br/>Cynthia chuckles at his response. "I won't deny that there's an allure to him," she said, picking her words carefully. "I'm not saying yes, mind you, but I'm also not ruling it out as a possibility. The real question is, is he interested in<em>me</em>, or is he interested in<em>someone</em>in your envoy?" She paused, and chuckled a bit. "I saw how he was looking at you, even. It might be worth inquiring, especially if one of the others is more open to the idea."