A Lady grins from the bar, dressed in sensible clothes from her shoes to her cap and her hair up in braids; those with a keen eye would note two black ribbons.
Oh the Festival was a delicious and daring time! I met many a dueling master, sharp of wit and sword! A deal was made and access to a labyrinth granted. Many a parcel exchanged, new challenges for chess, and have you read the news? simply exciting! All in all a deliciously exhausting venture!
I’ll join you in that toast good sir! To Fallen London and environs. Deep, dark, and deliciously marvelous!
With that she tosses back the last of her wine and makes her way to the door murmuring a line and then humming the melody as she sways her way out into the night.
edited by MaurnaFrost on 2/4/2012