Jun 25, 2017
Wyatt dropped his dduffle on the side of the strret and looked around the once familiar town, “Of course I had to come home to one of these crazy things.”
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Wyatt dropped his dduffle on the side of the strret and looked around the once familiar town, “Of course I had to come home to one of these crazy things.”
“Yeah, I’m just here for the drinks so unless you want limbs to meet brick, I suggest you leave me to it.”
Faxs felt a bit silly in his costume but at least his curls came in handy and covered his face so maybe no one would recognize him. It was his job to be here. He walked through the crowds looking for the food. “Have you seen the food carts?”
Rebekah couldn’t help the feeling of nostalgia that ran through her as she stepped into the fayre. It brought back so many memories for her. Looking about for her family, she smiled softly, running her hands over the front of her dress to smooth it. “Where can a girl find a drink in this bloody place?”
“I once impersonated a Norwegian princess for 6 years ,” Erika reminisced, fixing her long, neatly curled hair that rested against the green velvet of her dress, “In the old Audunborg castle before it fell to the ground in ruins… quite the nasty battle, they say it was.” She giggled.