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Yian,

The satyr dancing with the dryad is indeed the fellow Silenus. You met him... recently? Yes, that is right. 

Your friend is looking about. "Yian? ... This is glorious. When... I mean where are we?"

"How long has it been?"

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Rinn,

You are laughing at the comment your friend just made as you enter the ballroom. 

It was not difficult getting to the chateau. The grounds are always so well kept.

You were looking forward to the masquerade ball.

What does your gown or outfit look like?

Do you have a mask? 

What does it look like?

Who is your friend?

 Rinn opens the side door to the chateau with his friend, who looks somewhat like the old human rogue he knew many years ago. Rinn adjusts his fox mask as he smiles back at his friend wearing the cat's mask. They both check their nice black suits, neaten up, then walk casually into the party.

Rinn,

As you and your companion step back into the ballroom, a friendly face asks you to hold onto his intricate deer mask while he joins a dance.

The sculpted antlers above the fabric feel warm to the touch.

Robwin leans forward a little on tip toes.

His formal hand reaches up to brush a loose strand of hair back off his face. His frivolous hand shoots up in a joyfully-desperate and pleading wave.

Before he can think, Robwin is leaning forward almost enough to overbalance, like he’s being pulled toward Elsa, or maybe towards Lia, by some huge magnetic, or mystical, force.

Before he falls on his face, he steps forward, eager to get to Elsa through the crowd across this large ballroom…

Faces and masks go past him reminding him of everyone he’s ever met, he’s not really even noticing them… he wills himself forward…

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Yian,

The satyr dancing with the dryad is indeed the fellow Silenus. You met him... recently? Yes, that is right. 

Your friend is looking about. "Yian? ... This is glorious. When... I mean where are we?"

"How long has it been?"

"E-Ellyn? Years... you're... I don't know, I know him." Yian says pointing at Silenus

"I met him today I think, L-lets find out what this is" She says taking Ellyn by the hand

((Does Robwin recall this exact ball? Is it a memory? His memory?))

Silenus Performance: 10  

Silenus Perception to recognize others with their masks: 19 

Silenus moves to the music with his hands guiding the dryad along. He's not sure if he's met her before this night, but he's sure her name is Oake.

"You know dudette," Silenus says to Oake. "This is not the first ball I've been to in my birthday suit. But hey, maybe it'll be the first one I'm not thrown out of for lack of clothes."

Rinn takes the mask and tries to get a look at the face of the person handing it to him (Perception: 21). As the figure disappears among the dancing party goers, he gives a quick look at mask to figure out why it feels so warm to the touch (Investigation: 13), then gives a wink to his friend and they disappear into the crowd of onlookers around the dance floor.

Robwin, 

You reach Elsa. She hugs and kisses you with feverish abandon. 

Lia ruffles her feathers and affectionately bumps your head with her own. 

"Oh! It is so wonderful to see you! I have been worried! Did you do this? She gestures to the ball room just beyond the hall with her left hand her invitation gently held in it. Her right hand around your waist holding her mask.

(( As you try to recall the ball or patrons, roll a perception check... passive and Lia don't help with this one. )) 

Yian, 

Ellyn takes your hand and proceeds with you around the fountain ⛲️, displays, performers and guests to the area where Silenus is dancing. 

Oddly, even without clothing, Silenus seems less evocative than many of the other guests. 

Ellyn comments as much as you approach the edge of the dance.

During your brief walk, Ellyn picks a small caked fruit tart from a display and takes a bite. She then offers the rest to you. "It tastes devine." She says some of the dessert still on her lips.

Silenus,

Oake giggles at your comment. "Where have you been attending?" 

"You know I rarely leave the grove but who would pass up a dance with you?" 

(( You are too caught up in your activities and companion to really notice your surroundings and the other guests. ))

Rinn,

The antlers are warm as if they are still alive. You are sure you know the individual who handed you the mask, but you cannot place them. 

Robwin’s perception check: 15 

Robwin kisses Elsa back, and ruffles Lia’s feathers in a playful way. He looks into his friend’s eyes and holds her in his arms, “I… I’m glad you’re okay!…”.

”I’m sorry I haven’t been back to town. What’s it been? A few days?… it seems like longer!”.

”We’re camped up at the entrance to Axeholm. There are… ghouls,… and beasts,…  and… <sigh> Oh, it’s so good to see you!…”.

Robwin seems to snap back to the moment a little. He tries to find his own invitation. “No… ahah!… This is not my doing… I was… invited?… I’ve got it here?…. I think…”. He checks his pockets for the invite. “It’s in aid of… It’s, for the… …”. He looks a little lost trying to recall the exact details.

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Yian, 

Ellyn takes your hand and proceeds with you around the fountain ⛲️, displays, performers and guests to the area where Silenus is dancing. 

Oddly, even without clothing, Silenus seems less evocative than many of the other guests. 

Ellyn comments as much as you approach the edge of the dance.

During your brief walk, Ellyn picks a small caked fruit tart from a display and takes a bite. She then offers the rest to you. "It tastes devine." She says some of the dessert still on her lips.

Yian smiles as Ellyn takes the tart, she turns pulling her closer by the hand. She slides her mask up her face so she can eat the tart smiling and licking her lips, she then uses her thumb to wipe the remains of Ellyn's lips. She does it slowly and gently still smiling the whole time then slides her arms down to Ellyn's hips after pulling her mask back on.

"The human world always was so fascinating to you" She says as she starts to sway gently resting her chin on Ellyn's shoulder, she continues to sway side to side gently, turning in spot until her eyes come across Silenus 

"I don't... understand how he is here... If this is a dream... Why?..." 

Silenus continues to dance with Oake, more or less oblivious to the other guests, just enjoying the music and the moment.

"Sometimes you just got to leave when you've got to leave, right?" Silenus says to Oake. "And sometimes you just don't have your threads on when that happens."

He waltzes Oake around in a tight spin.

"I don't think we're far from your grove, Oake dudette" Silenus says. "But maybe totally far at the same time like. Feels dreamy in a gnarly Feywild kind of way."

Robwin, 

You realize completely, this is a dream and it isn't. 

You have been here before, at this chateau, in the Feywilde, but not in this lifetime. 

Your invitation is in a pocket sown into the right breast of your robes. 

Like Elsa's the invitation is in fine gold leaf with fillagree,

"Past, Present, or future,

Come, rest, rejoice, and retire in good health.

Dutchess Fanferluche"

Elsa sighs happily, "Mother told me of the chateau and the Dutchess. 'A true haven.' She called it. She said it is very rare for any mortal to be invited."

She leans into you.

"Oh! Let's dance!," she says excitedly as the curtains of a stage in the ballroom open and an orchestral band begins to play. "Before I wake up! Oh, do you think I'll remember? Oh, it doesn't matter! Come on, my dream," she says wiggling her eyebrows, "if I remember, I will tell you all about your outfit!" She's laughing joyfully and attempting to pull you toward the dance floor. 

Robwin looks up and around in wonder as the music starts. “Yes… I remember! Ha!… I remember this place!……”. Elsa happens to have hold of his left arm, the one clad in multicoloured diamonds and patches of dark leather. He allows himself to be led, happily, to the dance floor… all previous responsibilities forgotten.

Yian,

Ellyn leans into you comfortably. "If this is a dream, then I don't want to wake up." 

She then laughs softly, "Those two aren't the only ones dancing with abandon." 

Indeed, there are some 'dancing' in the gardens around you with far more disregard to their surroundings than the satyr and dryad. 

Silenus,

Oake laughs throwing her head back as you swing her into a spin, the music picking up frenetically. "The chateau is the tamest garden of the realm that I know." As you dip her and pull her back up against you, she humms melodiously.