<div class="floatleft">(https://mtglore.com/wp-content/uploads/Destructive-Revelry-192-THS-Kev-Walker-STORY.png)</div><strong>OOC</strong><br/><br/><br/>NPCs<br/>Reyana (succeed) - Chasing Children<br/>Beken (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158373 fail)  - This girl is gonna become a woman tonight<br/>Charmed Children (3) - Dancing<br/>Uncharmed Children(2) - Food<br/>Charmed Wife(2) - chatting with a Harengon<br/>Uncharm Wives (1) - Chasing Children<br/><br/><br/><br/>PCs<br/>Natasha (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158372 Succeed) - Placeholder for Blinkin<br/>Korha (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158371 Fail) - Looking for love in all the wrong places<br/>Falgrim(charmed) - tongue Wrestling Drip<br/>Drip (uncharmed) -  Keeping Falgrim out of trouble?<br/>Mae (uncharmed) - Action available<br/>Dafina (uncharmed) - Looking for Buxonia - careful, names have power<br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/8b/1b/8c/8b1b8c82ea8b6013a4a6e46f2722c164.jpg)</div><br/><strong>IC Party Until you drop</strong><br/><br/>Reyena and Beken charged off like women on a mission. Although quite different tasks. Reyena ran after the children that had gone to join the dance circle. Meanwhile, Reyena's uncharmed wife hung tightly to the two uncharmed children. Although, the trio did head off toward one of the tables full of food positioned around the clearing.<br/><br/>Reyena's two charmed wives made a beeline for one of the tables laden with alcohol, or perhaps it was the creatures around the table. The two quickly struck up a conversation with a Harengon. A tall   A snatch of the conversation floated,<strong>"Is it true what they say about rabbits?"</strong><br/><br/>On the other hand, Beken looked quite intently for someone or something. She wandered in a bit of a daze, looking into the eyes of various creatures. Kohra seemed to be walking around with a similarly glassy look in her eyes.<br/><br/><strong>"Buxonia, my horny willow! Are you about!?"</strong>Dafina called in a sing-song manner as she twirled and danced through the faerie circle. No sooner than Dafina had called than the buxom faerie appeared from a large willow tree - not the willow tree - on the edge of the clearing. Buxonia swayed towards the dancing circle, her very walk exuding sexuality.<strong>"My fresh spring breeze, who becomes the Typhoon when aroused. I had thought you lost to me when you disappeared from the Material Plane. Now, I find you slumming in the Faewild. Although your companions make an interesting addition to the party."</strong><br/>