Jesper is intimately aware of people's tastes because he pays close attention to them. He's always about the details. Again, he's the host. He has to make everything perfect for his guests. It's going to be a fun time, it always is. It is well known by the humans that the gods occasionally are hiding among them, and considered a great honor if they believe to be visited by one.

"Of course. There is nothing like a port in a storm, of arms to fall into at the end of a day. I am blessed on that end." With no shortage of arms, but Jesper is married to two who he is obnoxiously in love with. They often co-host this event, offering their own skills like extraordinary party music (Mat) and positive oaths and deals (Kaz).

"I've been a bit grounded lately." Jesper used to be a wanderer himself, but he has stayed in place for quite some time. Not here, this is where he is worshipped, but in the Free Cities, where he has changed his purpose. "Hilda and I are on our third human life now." They masquerade as humans so they can do their fashion roots again. They got tired of seeing their fashion in history museums.

"Are you going to let me design something for you?" Jesper grins at him, eyebrow raised.