Waldemai shows up for the food collection. Fortunately for all concerned, he did not bring anything he might have cooked himself.

Calaudrin is here! He's sitting on the edge of one of the table's he's had brought in, waiting as people begin to mill into the area. Next to him is a pad of paper and a pencil. There's a few Iron Guards here too, working as official crate carriers for the things people will arrive with.

Wilhelm the Iron Messenger, 3 Iron Guardsmen arrive, following Sparte.

Esoka has joined the line.

Waldemai has joined the line.

Waldemai goes to stand next to Esoka. "Good to see you again, Dame Esoka," he says. "Been missing you at the Sip 'n' Spars...I've been losing money on my bets."

Esoka strides in. She does not mill. Her step is too purposeful and stompy by habit to ever really qualify her for milling. She waves brightly to Calaudrin, stomping up to his table. "I am here to support your charity thing. Do I get to hit things!?" She sounds so very excited. A smile is flashed at Waldemai. "Master smith. Well. I'll have to make a point of making the next one. My duties at the Rivens occasionally occupy me. But, I do enjoy hitting things!" So much.

Cedric has joined the line.

Waldemai remembers certain fighting lessons. "Oh, yes," he says, rubbing his chin. "That's why I keep betting on you."

Estaban has joined the line.

Cedric arrives bringing a small basket. He sets the basket down with the rest and grins slyly, "Interesting concept. I look forward to seeing how it plays out." He nods to Calaudrin, "Good to meet you."

Calaudrin looks at Esoka with concern, "No! You don't hit anyone. This is arm wrestling!" He huffs a bit and then nods his head to Waldemai when he approaches. "I promise no one is going to be hitting anyone tonight. Well, more like I hope." As people begin to arrive, he cups his hands to his mouth "Come on over to get in line! That's how I'll pair you up! Come on over! You too can own one of my awful paintings! When Cedric speaks to him, he smiles crookedly. "Good to meet you too, man."

Catalana had come to this event but merely to watch and cheer people on. Looking around then she would find herself a seat as she let her blue eyes take in the event. Why not? It was for a good cause though...she wasn't one to participate.

2 House Wyrmguard Guards, Springbottom, the ravenous pygmy goat arrive, following Sorrel.

2 House Wyrmguard Guards, Springbottom, the ravenous pygmy goat leave, following Sorrel.

Estaban comes walking into the area his dog is at his side, his hand is on the dogs back as they walk. The Large Rottie has some things strapped to him they look like sattle bags. He spots Calaudrin and a smile comes to his face, "I have come to visit and I have brought things." he grins looking to Esoka and back to Calaudrin.

The look Esoka directs at Calaudrin is vaguely wounded. "All right. Fine. I will just arm things. Lord Esteban." He gets a little bow. A smile's flashed at Cedric, when she rises. "Hello. I'm Dame Esoka Greenblood. Are you arming as well today?"

1 Grayson Guardsmen, Peaches, a lovely white war filly with a peach saddle, Deliverance, an albino falcon, Stormy, a silvery gray hunting hound, Rascal, a hyper terrier, Rosalie, a lady in waiting arrive, following Reese.

1 Grayson Guardsmen, Peaches, a lovely white war filly with a peach saddle, Deliverance, an albino falcon, Stormy, a silvery gray hunting hound, Rascal, a hyper terrier, Rosalie, a lady in waiting leave, following Reese.

1 Grayson Guardsmen, Peaches, a lovely white war filly with a peach saddle, Deliverance, an albino falcon, Stormy, a silvery gray hunting hound, Rascal, a hyper terrier, Rosalie, a lady in waiting arrive, following Reese.

1 Grayson Guardsmen, Peaches, a lovely white war filly with a peach saddle, Deliverance, an albino falcon, Stormy, a silvery gray hunting hound, Rascal, a hyper terrier, Rosalie, a lady in waiting leave, following Reese.

Sparte has joined the line.

Cedric returns the smile to Esoka, "Pleased to meet you. Those are quite the striking blades you have there as well. They seem incredibly well taken care of."

1 Grayson Guardsmen, Deliverance, an albino falcon, Stormy, a silvery gray hunting hound, Rascal, a hyper terrier, Rosalie, a lady in waiting arrive, following Reese.

1 Grayson Guardsmen, Deliverance, an albino falcon, Stormy, a silvery gray hunting hound, Rascal, a hyper terrier, Rosalie, a lady in waiting leave, following Reese.

1 Grayson Guardsmen, Deliverance, an albino falcon, Stormy, a silvery gray hunting hound, Rascal, a hyper terrier, Rosalie, a lady in waiting arrive, following Reese.

Reese arrives while adorned in lots of pink and toting along lots of weapons. Rascal yips about hyper-like. Stormy looks at the smaller canine with an expression of long-suffering tolerance. A white falcon with pink eyes is perched on her shoulder and Rosalie in her rosy dress is at her side. She stops upon seeing all the people, having a smile.

Sparte has only shown up to spectate and possibly laugh at the losers, if the losers are his fellow iron guardsmen. He is hanging back and grinning, off by himself.

Reese has joined the line.

Catalana has joined the line.

Esoka beams proud at Cedric. "They'd better be. They are the heirloom swords of House Riven. I don't generally use them to hit things for my own glory, of course, but I try to display them at worthy causes. Like food." She does some stretching, and flexing, to prepare her arms. They're built and heavily tattooed. She has probably done this before.

As people begin to arrive near him, Calaudrin glances the grouping over and starts to make pairings happen on his notepad. "Esoka and Reese! Cedric and Estaban! Sparte... Sparte are you here to arm wrestle? No? Alright, we have Catalana and Waldemai! Find a table and get to arm wrestling." From the side, he'll keep a tally of who wins and who loses. (@check strength + brawl at 15, higher number wins)

Removing her cloak she would just laugh a bit then as she looked around. "Okay....I'll do this for fun. Just don't tell my husband....." Catalana would pull her long hair back as she took a deep breath. "For a good cause, right?"

Waldemai flexes his arm. He has a blacksmith's muscles...large but highly specialized. He pulls up a chair opposite Catalana, and says, "Yes, of course I promise, my lady. As you say, it's for a good cause."

Reese noticed a contest was going on and of course she just had to join. She couldn't help herself! She even was looking Esoka up and down when she realized it was arm wrestling. "Time to get revenge and clear my good name!" She says, being rather dramatic, but this is Reese. "None Greater than Grayson!" She adds, but it does sound like she is teasing at least.

Estaban nods, "Dame Esoka, it is good to see you." he chuckles, "Where do you want the stuff I brought Calaudrin?" he pats the dog and has him move to the other Iron Guard while he moves to find a seat, Gunther moves to sit down he is such a good dog and waits for the things oto be taken off him.

Sparte laughs at the offer for him to arm wrestle, waving it off quickly. He pulls out his soupflask, pouring himself a cup of... Something using the lid, and taking a sip as he watches.

Esoka laughs. A deep chuckle. "Clear your name? I would never sully it, Princess Reese! You're as fine a friend and warrior as one could want. I /still/ intend to win, of course." Another flex, and she heads over to the table. Ready to clasp hands and do some pushing for a good cause.

Catalana's eyes went wide as she sat him but then slowly sat down. "Okay...this is probably going to hurt...." Laughing then she would look around before slowly putting an arm up on the table. "...just don't break it off, hm?" Winking at him playfully she would just....brace herself.

Reese looks over to Sparte, giving him a gentle smile that seems serious and a bit odds with her playful demeanor. It is a sincere smile though and touches her blue eyes. She then looks back to Esoka, giving her a smile as well. "Oh, you make a pint, but intend all you want, this time I will win." She says, taking a seat at the table and getting into arm wrestling position.

Reese checked strength + brawl at difficulty 15, rolling 5 lower.

Esoka checked strength + brawl at difficulty 15, rolling 5 higher.

Waldemai checked strength + brawl at difficulty 15, rolling 14 higher.

Cedric nods to Esoka, "They are as glorious as their status dedicates they should be. I am to have even seen such a thing." He smiles with that slight sly hint. He watches the other begins, "I believe I have come dressed for the wrong occasion."

Reese despite her path as a warrior, is not actually all that strong and that becomes apparent to those watching. She also isn't really trained in martial arts that don't involve weapons, that might become apparent too. Her arm is easily pressed down by Esoka and Reese didn't even put up a good fight. She does seem to be trying really hard though. Her face is even a bit red and not the cute red, but you know the pale-splotched red.

Catalana checked strength + brawl at difficulty 15, rolling 4 higher.

Estaban checked strength + brawl at difficulty 15, rolling 36 higher.

Esoka looks like a bruiser. And she arm-wrestles like one. Grunting and bearing down hard until she's won the match. When it's over, she reaches over to try and clasp Reese's shoulder. "I shall win victory today for Riven /and/ Grayson! In arms!"

Waldemai doesn't take it too easy on the noblewoman across the table. "That was pretty good, my lady," he says, and he sounds like he means it. "Thank you for the good match. I'm Waldemai Eisenhu, the smith, by the way."

Reese looks toward Esoka as she feels the clasp upon her shoulder. "I shall stay and cheer you on, Dame Esoka." She says in her direction. She looks over Waldemei's and Catalana's match. "Oh, she did pretty good." She murmurs.

Well as soon as she felt that strength she folded quickly. Laughing softly she would hold up her arms then. "I yield...." But that hand went out as she nodded. "And a pleasure. I'm Lady Catalana Kennex...."

Sparte lifts his drink to the contestants, giving Reese a friendly grin. "None greater."

Cedric checked strength + brawl at difficulty 15, rolling 1 higher.

Waldemai bobs his head and touches the brim of his simple cloth cap. "Pleased to meet you, my lady," he says. He snags a horn of ale to get warmed up for the next round.

Sir Pupsalot, a polite, tri-color corgi, Captain Curls, an attentive, ebony guard poodle arrive, following Tessa.

Sir Pupsalot, a polite, tri-color corgi, Captain Curls, an attentive, ebony guard poodle leave, following Tessa.

As the pairings line up and wrestle for dominance, there are a few winners. He smiles proudly when Esoka manages to take down Reese. "Good showing, Princess Reeese!" And as Estaban readily takes down Cedric, he shakes his head. "I can see that Baron Saik has been practicing his physicals." The other Iron Guard is given a clap on his shoulder and he calls over to Catalana, "Solid attempt there!" After writing down the names, "Lets see Esoka against Estaban and then Master Waldemai can face this chap over here." And he claps his hand on Iron Guard Ted's shoulder. Ted looks concerned.

Standing up she would nod before making her way back to the 'spectators section." Arms folding, Catalana would just watch now as she tucked her hair out of her face. Well...she stepped out of her comfort zone and did something different.

Reese smiles over to Calaudrin at his words. She then calls out as the new matches are announced. "Dame Esoka, show the Baron Saik the strength of Riven and Grayson!" She says, cheering her on and seeming quite into such. Still Estaban is given playful grin.

Waldemai sizes up his opponent. "Spend a lot of time in the training center, do you?" The smith is bandy legged and so not very tall, and older than many as well. "Best of luck, Guardsman." he offers.

Waldemai checked strength + brawl at difficulty 15, rolling 14 higher.

Calaudrin GM Roll checked strength(2) + brawl(1) at difficulty 15, rolling 6 higher.

"Kin in honor! And none greater," Esoka says, with a merry smile and bow to Estaban. Before she puts her arm back on the table and raises a hand to clasp, when he's ready. "Always an honor to face you in these contests, Baron."

Esoka checked strength + brawl at difficulty 15, rolling 15 higher.

Cedric steps back, rubbing his arm before smoothing out his coat and standing back to watch the others compete, "Quite an arm that smith has. Suppose I should have expected that." He grins a bit, "Good show and good luck!"

Waldemai tells the Guardsman, "You're no slouch yourself. The city's in good hands with you."

2 House Wyrmguard Guards, Springbottom, the ravenous pygmy goat arrive, following Sorrel.

6 Thrax Guards, Chief Rin Redreef, Sorrel arrive, following Galen.

2 House Wyrmguard Guards, Springbottom, the ravenous pygmy goat leave, following Sorrel.

6 Thrax Guards, Chief Rin Redreef, Sorrel leave, following Galen.

Estaban checked strength + brawl at difficulty 15, rolling 4 higher.

Estaban moves to sit down looking to Esoka with a grin, "Yes always a honor." he clasps her hand and watches her letting her know she is ready.

Ted the Iron Guard, looks at Calaudrin with a great deal of apprehension before approaching Waldemai. "Okay, sir good luck!" And he puts his WHOLE might into it. For about about 15 seconds before Waldemai smacks his arm against the table's surface. "Ow." Cal claps when Esoka moves through her second round. "That leaves us with House Riven's Sword and Master Waldemai."

Reese takes a seat at one of the tables so that she can better watch the contest. She cheers as Esoka wins. "Yay, Dame Esoka, none stronger!"

Estaban chuckles when he lets her hand go wiggling his fingers some, "I look forward to next time." he smiles and stands up moving to stand near Reese, "I see how it is." he teases her.

Waldemai calls out, "A thousand silver on Dame Esoka...No, wait. Sorry, that was just habit." He pulls up the chair opposite and plunks his arm, covered with dozens of tiny scars from flying red-hot metal, on the table.

Esoka /leans/ hard into Estaban's arm and, eventually, after some scrunching of her face and stressing of muscles, manages to put his arm down on the table. She tries to clasp his arm, after she's released his hand. "I am developing a reputation," she says wry, with a look at Reese. She sounds not displeased about that. A big, toothy grin is flashed at Waldemai. She laughs. "I'll buy you a drink if you win, Master Smith. It probably won't be worth a thousand silver, though." And, arm on the table again.

12 Thrax Elite Guards, Crow - Thraxian Steward, Lilybelle - Fluffy Maine Coon arrive, following Victus.

Reese peeks over to Waldemai, giving him a smile. "I still have the unicorn you gave me. Its on my special display shelf of collections. Thank you for it." She says toward the smith. She then turns to Esoka. "Oh, you are." She agrees with.

Waldemai checked strength + brawl at difficulty 15, rolling 12 higher.

Esoka checked strength + brawl at difficulty 15, rolling 17 higher.

Waldemai flails mightily, but ultimately vainly.

Victus strides through the plaza on his way to the tavern from the looks. Though he does take a moment to spot the... flailing. Which he measures with a shrug before moving on.

12 Thrax Elite Guards, Crow - Thraxian Steward, Lilybelle - Fluffy Maine Coon leave, following Victus.

Catalana was on the sideline, cheering them on! "Come on, now!" Raising her fist in the air she would laugh a bit before nodding to Esoka. "Get him!!"

Reese is overheard praising Esoka for: None stronger than Dame Esoka!

Waldemai jerks his thumb toward Reese in front of everyone. "What the Princess said," he declares, running his arm.

Calaudrin watches with mild amusement as Waldemai flails around trying to beat Esoka. When it turns out to be in vain, he nods his head in sympathy. "That's how I feel sometimes." He makes a gesture for Ted, "Go get that bottle from my bag." When the young man moves off and returns with the bag, shaking out a bottle that he hands out to Waldemai. "It's pretty decent."

There are veins starting to show in Esoka's forehead as she arm wrestles Waldemai. For a moment, it looks like she may, indeed, owe him a drink. But, then, BOOM. She manages to overcome his arm. She's red-faced by the end of it, but triumphant. "/That/ was bracing."

Sparte finishes his cup, pouring another of whatever is in his soupflask as he continues to spectate.

Waldemai eyes the bottle he's been given dubiously. He takes a sniff and jerks his head back. "Whew!" he says. "Is that a liniment?"

Estaban moves over to Gunther, "I need a box Calaudrin." he smirks looking back seeing Esoka beat Wademai, "Good job Master Waldemai, you made her work for it."

Baron Archibald Chirpington, a Gyrfalcon arrives, delivering a message to Estaban before departing.

Baron Archibald Chirpington, a Gyrfalcon arrives, delivering a message to Estaban before departing.

"Oh, right! The box." Calaudrin moves to help Estaban find one of those. There's quite a few and they're all over the place. "That's eggnog! People drink it. It's not my choice of drinks, but it almost always sells out when it hits the shelves." Now that he's returned to the area, he laughs at Esoka. "I have one very large painting that might look a bit out of place in your room. But, it's over this way."

Waldemai looks into the bottle again. "Well, whatever it is, it smells like it licks like a mule." He has a taste. "Hmm...Sweet, but not as bad as that cupcake liquer we were drinking the other day."

Estaban smiles and starts to put the items be brough in the book, non parasible items, cloting, bed rolls etc. "There we go." he stops as he gets messages back to back. "Seems I am needed." he smiles, "Thank you Calaudrin, If I come across some more shall I just send them to you?"

"I always want more of your paintings!" Esoka says, leaning up to kiss Calaudrin's nose. "Especially when I win them. If the Countess likes it, maybe it can hang in the study at Heron Hall." She adds, with a look at that box. "I would like to try the eggnog also. I hope it doesn't sell out too quickly."

Reese looks over over to the box. "Oh, can we see the painting?" She says, seemingly curious about it.

Calaudrin drops a painting of the Clock Tower of Arx.

Catalana would would make her way over, curious as she heard them. A tilt of her head and she would smile as she looked upon the painting. "....oh wow...."

Reese looks over the painting. "Oh, that is very nice, congrats Esoka." She says, seeming to admire the painting.

Yasmine arrives, following Rook.

Yasmine leaves, following Rook.

Baron Archibald Chirpington, a Gyrfalcon arrives, delivering a message to Estaban before departing.

Estaban smiles moving to give Reese a hug and whistle of Gunther to follow waving to everyone as he moves to leave.

Esoka was clearly ready to love any painting she received, but this one takes her aback. She just spends a moment gazing at it, eyes going over all the tiny people, milling about the marvel. And the shadowy shapes that lurk. "I often go to stare up at that clock. I still don't know what to make of it. I can see why it captured your mind. This is very striking."

1 Saik Guard, Gunther, a Rottweiler leave, following Estaban.

Cedric steps forward to Waldemai, "Quite a show. I can see your work as treated you well! Sometime I would love to have a conversation about your work. Pardon my manners, I am Cedric Primm."

Sparte steps up to take a closer look at the painting, tilting his head. "Doesn't look quite the same as it does when I look at it, painted like that. Very nice work for sure."

Waldemai looks the well-dressed Cedric up and down, and sticks out his hand for shaking. "Waldemai Isenhu. That's a nice suit...and I'm always interested in talking about work. My shop is down in Southport Square, or you can always find me at the Sip 'n' Spar, where I always bet on Dame Esoka and Princess Reese."

"It's very striking." Calaudrin agrees with Esoka and then cuts a glance to Sparte. "I suppose that's because I paint it with my eye, not your eye. Art tends to be very subjective sometimes." He says with a little nod of his head, arms crossing over his chest.

Her blue eyes continued to scan over it before she would murmur softly. "....it does look different." Moving way, she'd move to grab her cloak before walking back over to the group. "Well thank you so much for the fun!" A hand would go to her head but she'd nod a bit. "It's time for me to work my way home it seems."

Esoka gives Cedric an inclination of her head that makes her dark curls bob. "Well-met, Cedric Primm. Your name is familiar. Are you employed by one of the Houses in the Grayson ward?" A bow is offered to Catalana as the woman departs. "I hope the contest was entertaining. The cause was a good one."

Cedric chuckles softly and gives the man a firm handshake, "Yes, after that performance, I can see why. I thought I was a bit out of practice, I was woefully unprepared I can see." He grins and smooths out his suit once more, "Though it was a pleasure to come, offer the food and see everyone work." He turns to Esoka, "Yes Dame Esoka, I am the butler to the Ashford manor." He bows deeply to Esoka.

Reese looks over to Cedric. "Oh, part of Ashford. I'm Princess Reese Grayson." She says toward him. "I close to Lord Killian and Lady Aislin." She murmurs. "It is nice to meet you." She adds.

Sparte grins a bit at Calaudrin. "Well that is for the better from the looks of it."

Cedric bows to Reese as well, "Yes, i did recognize you from the crowd your Highness. I was hoping to have a chance to speak with you actually." He offers that same sly smile. "I am glad to have this chance to see you in action as well."