The elderly Stanimir listens to all the talk about him with grandfatherly patience, whilst quietly draining his cup, and otherwise seeming to find simple pleasure in the lively company of others.  He almost seems a touch surprised when<strong>Melinor</strong>asks for the name of prince in his tale, but shrugs his shoulders.  "Who can tell?" he shrugs.  "It has been a story among my people for as long as I have lived, though, as a boy, I asked a similar question of mine father, who said to me that it was ill-luck to speak the name of our fallen lord.  Only Madam Eva, the greatest fortune teller among our people, has the courage and the will to speak his name freely.  Alas, good man, I can provide no further help in that regard."<br/><br/>"As to the matter of breaking the curse... well, I'm certain that is a matter of a quest, yes?  Folktales are always rife with the need for heroes to do such things. Though, my young friend," Stanimir looks at<strong>Anton</strong>pointedly, "I'm certain it would not be a simple matter of besting the tyrant in battle.  Every story I have ever heard paints him as man of uncommon prowess - god-like even, if some tales are to be believed - exaggerations to be certain, but even exaggerations have a grain of truth to them, and I'm certain that if he could have been bested by simple valor, his lands would have long since been freed of his reign; 'tis the path of common tyrants, after all."<br/><br/>"Still!  Why fret over folklore, when there is feasting to be had?  I have merely bored you with a piece of tradition passed on to all travel the same roads as us.  Will it be useful?  Mayhap one day, but certainly not tonight!"<br/><br/>Stanimir looks up in time to see his daughter,<strong>Damia (https://i.imgur.com/xwpcGDQ.jpg)</strong>, returning from the shadows, and approaching his fire and seeming mysteriously pleased.  Circling around the assemblage, her fingers trace along<strong>Alexander's</strong>shoulders as she passes by, but pauses in front of<strong>Anton</strong>, taking him by the hand and cocking her head towards the dancing people around the main bonfire in invitation for a dance.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">DAMIA'S INVITATION</div><div class="spoiler_body">If <strong>Anton</strong> refuses, Damia whirls off towards the bonfire, laughing lightly as though suspecting him of shyness, otherwise, her offer of dance is genuine.</div></div><br/><br/>Stanimir shrugs at this display of impulsive youth, but drains his cup.  "Alas!  The night may be young, but I'm certainly not!  I'll leave it to those who can brave it better; allow me to bid you all a good night, my friends."<br/><br/>With Stanimir retiring, some of the nearby Vistani come to help the elderly man up and towards the wagon he resides in, whilst the rest disperse towards the general festivities after extinguishing Stanimir's campfire.  The sky dims slightly as a passing cloud obscures the moon, and an invigorating breeze briefly whips the bonfire into a miniature whirlwind of fire, which elicits wild hoots from the dancers and singers.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">REMAINDER OF THE NIGHT</div><div class="spoiler_body">If anyone has anything they'd like to do, feel free to expatiate anything done after this point.  Of note, I will need the following details:<br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>How long before the character goes to sleep. (e.g. immediately, minutes, half an hour, an hour, etc...)</li><li>If <strong>Anton</strong> danced with Damia, make Charisma (Performance) check against a DC 12.  On a success, he will find that she has things on her mind other than sleep and can retire with her to her wagon, otherwise she leaves after an hour or so of dancing with a peck on his cheek.  If he refuses the offer, she shrugs, but appears un-offended and leaves him to his own affairs.</li><li>Where they sleep (specifically: front [closer to the road], center [in the camp proper], or rear of the camp[facing towards the forest]), and which PC they're next to (if sleeping within 10 ft of another).</li><li>If they're sleeping in a tent (or other shelter) or just rolling out a bedroll (skies appear to be clear).</li><li>Anything else of note that you think might be important.</li></ul>Finally, everyone should roll a d8 and post up the result.  My dicebot user ID is 63799.<br/><br/>If anything's not clear, or clarification be required, pop a question in the OOC thread :-)</div></div>