Tough luck if you don't, because Rinwell is here to offer you one.
Basket in hand and a cute white owl dressed up like a certain Bard of the Hour hovering at her shoulder, the mageling of House Witcher is handing out blooms to all attendees, various types of flower in gently coloured pastel shades to start off the evening. Whether you be single or here with a date (or two, or more) on your arm, it's her job to make sure everyone has a pretty blossom to commemorate the event. As for larger bouquets, those are on display on either side of the main hall, in brighter, bolder colours; available for purchase via donation (which both Jaskier and Rinwell take pains to advertise about), the more generous the amount offered, the more expansive and expressive the range available. And as for roses? Well, those don't start appearing until later in the evening.
Rinwell herself is wearing the prettiest dress she's ever seen, and it is by far the newest and nicest thing she's ever owned in her 14 short years of life. (Jaskier had insisted, if only to enhance her own enjoyment of the proceedings, and trying on the final result after getting it fitted had earned the man the biggest hug.) Accordingly, when she's not on flower duty, she can be spotted doing her best to not spill food or drinks on the near-sparkly blue skirt, and even sways to some of the songs and music from time to time. (Albeit blushing at some of the more suggestive songs on tonight's play list.)
Eventually, as it gets later into the night, she does retreat, beginning to tire in spite of sneaking quite a few sweet cakes. Hootle the Bard-Owlet however pops in and out to "perform" alongside Jaskier, happily hooting and perching from time to time near the gryphon between sets, and may even put in a showy spin for you - if given just the right amount of attention, that is. ]
Rinwell || The Magician || OTA
Tough luck if you don't, because Rinwell is here to offer you one.
Basket in hand and a cute white owl dressed up like a certain Bard of the Hour hovering at her shoulder, the mageling of House Witcher is handing out blooms to all attendees, various types of flower in gently coloured pastel shades to start off the evening. Whether you be single or here with a date (or two, or more) on your arm, it's her job to make sure everyone has a pretty blossom to commemorate the event. As for larger bouquets, those are on display on either side of the main hall, in brighter, bolder colours; available for purchase via donation (which both Jaskier and Rinwell take pains to advertise about), the more generous the amount offered, the more expansive and expressive the range available. And as for roses? Well, those don't start appearing until later in the evening.
Rinwell herself is wearing the prettiest dress she's ever seen, and it is by far the newest and nicest thing she's ever owned in her 14 short years of life. (Jaskier had insisted, if only to enhance her own enjoyment of the proceedings, and trying on the final result after getting it fitted had earned the man the biggest hug.) Accordingly, when she's not on flower duty, she can be spotted doing her best to not spill food or drinks on the near-sparkly blue skirt, and even sways to some of the songs and music from time to time. (Albeit blushing at some of the more suggestive songs on tonight's play list.)
Eventually, as it gets later into the night, she does retreat, beginning to tire in spite of sneaking quite a few sweet cakes. Hootle the Bard-Owlet however pops in and out to "perform" alongside Jaskier, happily hooting and perching from time to time near the gryphon between sets, and may even put in a showy spin for you - if given just the right amount of attention, that is. ]