Zoey drops a mysterious oyster shell.

Dahlia, a confident red and white corgi puppy, Winter, a juvenile Oakhaven bloodhound, 2 watchful Blackshore guards arrive, following Skye.

Eirene heard the magic words 'open bar' and so is here. It doesn't hurt that she's a friend to the birthday girl. She strides in with her usual self-possesssed confidence and grins. "Zoey, happy birthday, yeah? Congrats on another year of being here."

Mikani enters in on the arm of Rysen. They are laughing about something they were talking about on their to the party. She is decked in umbra for the occasion where Rysen looks like the handsome Northern Lord he is. The scar on his face not detracting from his look at all. "Zoey!" Mikani calls out before pulling Rysen towards Zoey. In her other hand is gifts. "Yes congrats!" She echoes the Malvici lady.

Maple, a brown golden retriever, 2 Laurent trained guards, Cupcake, a cookie girl, Truffle, an energetic mountain puppy, Toffee, a fluffy pomeranian, Taffy, a sweet and gentle Mistward Labrador arrive, following Mabelle.

Skye arrives at the salon in a flurry of skirts and bright smiles. She looks about to find the hostess and immediately heads over to wish her well, "Happy birthday Lady Zoey!" She gives a shy smile to Eirene and Mikani who she has seen about but hasn't spent much time with.

"Eirene!" Zoey greets her with a bright smile. "So glad you could make it! Yes, another year, come and gone. It felt so fast!" Mikani calls her and she turns to greet the 6ygmlo,p;./?

Tolv meanders into the Ambassador in a way that suggests he just followed Mikani and Rysen in, rather than being part of their group. Indeed, he stops right over the threshold, blinks a few times, and then says, "OH." There's a little bit of time between that, and, "Happy birthday!" At which point he spins on his heel and exits with all due haste.

Thea arrives just behind Skye's skirts. Lots of skirts! She herself is in a tight umbra dress, hair up. "Happy Birthday, Zoey," she calls over with a wave and smile. Not by the door of course. Thea has already moved over to the Kennex, greeting everyone else as she passes.

Jayne, Burly Sailor arrives, following Wash.

Wash is only a tiny bit late. He totally remembered this event.

"Eirene!" Zoey greets her with a bright smile. "So glad you could make it! Yes, another year, come and gone. It felt so fast!" Mikani calls her and she turns to greet the Crovanes, suddenly finding her arms full of gifts. "Oh, Mika, you did not need to bring gifts." She returns Skye's smile. "Baroness, good to see you! Are you acquainted with the others already?" Zoey looks Thea up and down and nods approvingly. "Very nice! And thank you!"

"Happy birthday, My Lady," says Rysen to Zoey, opportunistically sweeping an arm around Mikani. "And congratulations on your continued survival - which has, at times, been uncertain." He smiles at the Voice of Stormward, and says, "Let us drink some whiskey or - what is it they drink in Stormward? Vodka? Only afterward the wine."

Mabelle slips a wee bit belatedly into the Ambassador salon. She booms at Zoey with a smile, "Happy birthday!", as she makes her way toward her to smooch her cheeks whether she likes it or not. She hands her a little box, containing a little note. Looking like a wild flower arrangement she turns to the others and greets them, "Ladies Malvici, Thea, Eirene, Lady and Lord Crovane", she greets Rysen and Mikani and a flash of a smile to Skye, "Baroness". Did she cover everyone? she waves to Wash too.

Skye shakes her head at Zoey's question about her knowing the other guests, "Oh no...well a little." She flushes a bit, "I'm afraid I haven't gotten to spend much time as I'd like in the other wards." She pauses as Rysen speaks of Zoey's adventures and possible near death experience. She opens her mouth to ask and then thinks better of it. Instead she gets a glass and almost spills it when Mabelle arrives. "Lady Mabelle, it's good to see you," Skye returns the greeting.

Eirene nods back to Mabelle. "Man, look at this, nice turn out," she says, nodding to the crowd. She leans against the bar, her back against it so she can face out to the room and watch everyone. "So what's the drink of choice tonight?"

Mikani grins at the Baroness Blackshore. "Baroness Skye so good to see you again. It has been so long." Mika says after murmuring something to Rysen softly. "Lady Mabelle, I realized my being a mother took my brain ... you sent me honey after the girls were born. Sons for Nakoa and Honey for Emma and Dia."

Zoey nods with raised brows at Rysen's comment. "Indeed, but we made it! And I have a raspberry mint vodka at the bar, to answer both you and Eirene. You can tell me what you think of it." She reads Mabelle's note with a chuckle before grabbing her for a cheek kiss. "Welcome, cousin!" She catches Wash out of the corner of her eye and gives him a wave, then nods to Skye. "We shall have to remedy that then."

"Baroness Skye, good evening. Nice to see you." Thea greets the Blackshore with a wave to her as well. She sees Rysen and Mikani as well. Mabelle too. "Hey." The Malvici steps over to the bar, lifting her eyebrow. "Vodka or whiskey is what I find myself drinking at night." She admits this shamelessly.

Mabelle curves her lips entertainly to Mikani, "Well if being a mother took yours, that's alright. What took mine?", she winks to Mikani, "I forgot as well, but I'm glad I at least sent something", she chuckles and the apologizes to Skye, "Goodness me, I did not mean to scare you". Eirene gets a wink when she goes to the bar, "There is a drink of choice? Can I just drink rum? wait what? Raspberry Vodka?" Mabelle turns to the keeper, "On ice please"

"Lady Mabelle," says Rysen, bowing to Mabelle as the Lady of House Laurent is kissing Zoey. When Mikani speaks of Mabelle's gift, Rysen betrays some surprise, and says, "Thank you, My Lady." When Mikani speaks to Skye, Rysen bows, "Baroness, it's been a very long time - perhaps since Eresport. I hope you and your family are well."

Mikani takes a solitary ametrine set in bronze from a mysterious oyster shell.

Eirene gets a solitary ametrine set in bronze from a mysterious oyster shell.

"Ice!" Wash says, grasping for the lifeline of cold water. "I'll have some of that please, with some lemon if you have it." He leans on the bar and returns Mabelle and Zoey's greeting with a nod. "Happy birthday Lady Zoey."

Skye brightens as Mikani greets her, "Oh yes, far too long. I keep meaning to call on you, to see the girls but I'm afraid I've let time get away from me." She looks down at the drink in her hand, takes a delicate sniff and then tastes the cocktail. She wrinkles her nose as she considers if mint and raspberry are flavors she likes together before pronoucing, "Oh this is different but very tasty." She turns to find Thea with a sweet smile, "Oh hello. It's good to see you." She motions to the drink in her hand, "This is lovely...you should try it because it has vodka in it." Then assures Mabelle, "Oh no, not scared more like startled. Like a deer." She stifles a nervous giggle and then admits, "I'm not one that usually attends large events. It's quite overwhelming really."

Skye realizes that she missed Rysen's greeting and circles back to him, "Oh yes, Eresport...that long ago." She then apologizes, "I'm rather terrible at keeping in touch." She then moves on to her family, "Oh yes, my family is well. Lord Romulius is still tending to matters of trade while Lord Dycard and I handle matters within the city." She purposely doesn't mention her father's absence.

Eirene's eyes fix on Wash for a moment dubious. Lemon water? She also looks dubious about the choice of drink but birthday girl's choice. She accepts one and sips, eyes fluttering in surprise as her lips purse. She gives a shrug and takes a second drink. It's alcoholic so she's at least keeping it down. She picks one of the rings up and oohs, sliding it on. "I like it, Zoey, this gem is interesting, never seen it before." She offers to Skye, "Just drink enough, you'll be able to handle big parties better."

Thea spies Wash and lifts her eyebrow,"You doing alright there Wash?" She squints at the man like he's about to keel over where he stands. "Oh? What is that,"Thea is quick to ask Skye. "I'll try it." There is a pause of her order as she waits for the answer. Looking about

Mabelle admits to Mikani, "I'm working on something more persistent for such occasions, I really have been slacking with that, I think I missed a few weddings", she indicates Eirene for an example, "Forgive me for missing it, I was out of the city, but my heartfelt congratulations to you, my Lady". She inclines her head to Rysen, "I pray you have found news since we last talk, we should catch up", likely barely remembering the topic anyway. There was something though. Leaning on the bar, Mabelle nudges Wash discreetly because. Because

Mikani gets a vodka for herself and for Rysen. "Yes the open bar." She grins before taking a sip before looking at the ring. "Zoey these are beautiful. Did you make them or commission them?" Her dark eyes look at Mabelle and she shakes her head. "Don't worry about it .... there are far more important things to stress yourself over."

"Peachy." Wash responds around his glass of water. "I'm as right as rain." He grunts at Mabelle's presence. "I'm as happy as a clam."

Mabelle teases Wash quietly, "Seen happier clams on my plate". Lies. She doesnt eat clams.

"Time is slippery and prone to escape when you are not careful," Zoey says to Skye. She nods to Eirene and says, "A new favorite of mine. I only learned of its existence a few months ago, and it inspired this gown." She stretches out her arms to put the dip-dyed velvet on display. "I am no jeweler, Lady Mikani. I designed it, but more talented hands than mine brought them to life." Wash gets a concerned look, but she does not question him further.

Rysen smiles curiously when Zoey mentions raspberry mint vodka, and gratefuly accepts a glass from Mikani, kissing her hand as she turns away. "Evening, Lady Thea," says Rysen glancing over his shoulder when he hears the physician's voice. He laughs softly and shakes his head when Skye speaks of keeping in touch. "I am happy to see you, and to hear Lord Dycard is around."

"Lady Eirene, Lord Wash," says Rysen bowing to the pair as Lygeia returns with liquor. Hearing Wash's response to Mabelle, the Crovane lord raises an eyebrow.

Sabitha pauses briefly upon entering the Ambassador, but quickly catches sight of Zoey. She breaks into a delighted smile as she makes her way over. "Happy Birthday, darling." She offers a small parcel, simply wrapped in waxed paper, but fancified with fluffy bow and a sprig of tiny summer berries. "It's nothing, really. Just a little something to share privately with the little ones."

Eirene's truly confused as Mabelle mentions the wedding. "The wedding is Saturday," she says. "Does everyone think it already happened? You're not the first person to say so." Blinking a few times. "I'm still a Malvici for a few days..." Wash gets a snort of amusement, eyes rolling, "Mm-hmm". Rysen is met with a salute of her mint-raspberry-vodka and a hello. "It's a nice dress," she says to Zoey, nodding as if she knows the first thing about fashion.

Zoey's eyes go wide. "Mother, you made it!" she says, smiling brightly and keeping her eyes on Sabitha's face as she accepts the package. "I will open this at home with them then, shall I?"

"Is that Rysen? Lord Crovane." Wash salutes him with his glass of water. "I'm glad to be here. Really I am. And I'm doubly lucky to have Zoey in Kennex. Not that I am good at showing it." He greets Eirene with a nod. "Lady Malvici I think."

Skye takes a deeper sip of her drink and admits to Eirene, "Oh yes, it's rather getting a bit better." Her cheeks get a little pink and some of the tension starts to leave her, "I rarely drink anything more than a glass of wine at dinner but I suppose this is the occassion to make the exception." Then she realizes with Mabelle's words that Eirene recently got married, "Oh wonderful! Please accept my well wishes on your nupitals." Skye hasn't taken the time to pick up a ring but looks with appreciation at the craftsmenship. She pauses as Rysen sends his greeting for her brother, "Oh yes, I'll mention to my brother that we had a chance to run into each other." She takes another careful sip and turns to smile at Sabella after she arrives.

When Eirene mentions that she hasn't gotten married just yet, Skye modifies her message, "Oh yes...well good luck on the ceremony." She wrinkles her nose as she considers the placement of her words, "I mean...well good for you."

Mabelle scans Rysen's raised eyebrow curiously, attention broken by the entrance of Sabitha. She turns quiet, observing the woman for a long while, admiring her from afar. Her lips eventually curve into a smile, but she does not say much for a moment. Eirene snaps her out of it, "Oh. I read the whites and I was sure it has. Well then I will take my wishes back and store it until Saturday", she grins at her. Zoey's gown draws her attention, of course, "What a beautiful gown, Zoey, and velvet. I approve", she winks to her. After a moment of consideration, Mabelle admits to Mikani, "Its little things, but they are more important than you might gather"

Rysen's stormy eyes flash to Mabelle at her words. He nods to the Lady of Artshall, and says, "We should." He takes a sip of the vodka, his appraisal of Zoey's choice demonstrated in the alacrity of his next. He smiles warmly at Wash, but his eyes linger on the lord, "You express it well, My Lord. She is the very best company."

"I hate to drink and run, but I--,"Thea shifts her gold-flecked green eyes. "I have to drink and run. I have a meeting to get to." She grins at Eirene,"Yes. Still a Malvici. For a few more days." Thea looks around and tells the room, taking it upon herself to invite everyone,"You can all come to the reception I'm sure. Big party and all. It won't disappoint. Dagger throwing and and alcohol for all.." That said, the younger of the Malvicis steps over again to Zoey, a smile for her,"Happy birthday again. I'll see you again." Finishing her drink, she sets it down on a nearby table.

Finn the large Northern hunting dog with icy blue eyes, Rocco, the rascally assistant leave, following Thea.

Zoey laughs to Mabelle, "I thought you might!" She turns again to Sabitha. "Shall I introduce you? I know you remember Lady Mabelle, being our cousin and all, but I imagine many of these faces are new." She gives Thea a finger-wiggle wave as she departs. "Have a good night, Lady Thea!"

"There are few who match her qualities." Wash agrees. He also misses his chance to say farewell to Thea. So instead he says to Mabelle. "I think that Thea has graduated to my favorite Malvici at this point. Right? Domonico is now a... Morien? Is that right?"

"Yes, do," Sabitha says to Zoey. "I can't imagine a better way for it to be enjoyed. As for the other, I wouldn't miss it. And your father sends his warm wishes, but his work called, of course." She waves a hand dismissively. "Ah, well. Don't let me keep you from making your greetings. I will busy myself with finding a bit to drink."

Eirene raises her glass to all the well-wishers. "Thanks, but I'm not the lady of the hour," she says with a wry grin. She tips her glass in Zoey's direction. She's drinking it even if she makes a sour face now and again. She answers Wash, "Dom is now a Magnotta. Count of Caer Morien. He's gotten a promotion basically," she finishes with a smirk.

At Zoey's introduction, Mabelle takes a sip of her vodka and then straightens, "Sabitha", she greets her cousin and teases her, "Last time I saw you, my eyes reached your knees." Seems like that encounter has a bit of meaning to her, which is disrupted by Wash to who she asks, "Am I your favorite Laurent?", with a squint that says, "I better be".

Rysen glances at Zoey, and murmurs softly to Mabelle, "It is a lovely gown..." He laughs softly at Wash's words, and takes another drink when Eirene raises her glass to Zoey.

Mikani nods, "You know you are always looking lovely." She compliments, Zoey the birthday girl. At the cheer she takes another drink finishing her vodka. She orders another.

Skye blinks as she receives a wedding invite from Thea. She opens her mouth to accept but then dagger throwing is put on the table, "Oh I'll have to check my calendar." She mentally thinks on her own skills with a dagger, "I'm rather challenged by all blades sharp." She pauses, "I mean, perhaps I can attend but dagger throwing is not my forte." She goes to take another sip and then realizes the glass is empty. She looks over at the bar and seems to quietly debate on whether or not to go for drink two. At hearing a reference of another wedding, she makes the decision to imbibe in more alcohol. She murmurs under her breath, "Always the wedding guest, never the bride." She picks up another drink and then realizes she's being too focused on herself, "Oh Lady Zoey, yes, that's a lovely gown." Directing her compliment to the hostess, "Which shop did you frequent?" As if she's interested in finding the seamstress that did the work.

Sabitha takes a half-step back. "Surely, it cannot be! Mabelle? Who gave you leave to grow up?" she says, adding a warm smile to soften the accusation. "It's a delight to see you."

Mabelle sighs at Wash and raises her glass, "To Zoey. A lovely mother, a caring friend, a very bright number person", way to say economist, Mabelle. "Funny, beautiful, fashionable and my favorite part, ambitious. May you always be surrounded by friends, loved ones and beautiful things to wear because, well", she tilts her head comically with a gift and toasts Zoey, "Happy birthday!", before finishing her Vodka.

Turning to Sabitha, Mabella laughs, "Well you married out, someone had to be the beautiful Laurent", she winks to her and moves to hug her, "I've missed you"

"Nor mine," says Rysen when Skye speaks of fortes and knife throwing. "But the party sounds fun." He clinks his glass with Mikani upon her returns with fresh voka, and nodds a vigorous approval of Mabelle's birthday wish for Zoey.

"I know you are only speaking your mind when you say it, but I am still touched," Zoey tells Wash. She produces a glass of vodka and lifts it back toward Eirene in reply, beaming. Rysen gets a nod. "Why thank you! The velvet was a gift from my dear cousin Mabelle, but the design was my own." She hands the gifts off to her aid so that she can grab Mikani in a brief hug before she can escape to the bar. "Though I had Mistress Petal do the work of making it real," she adds to Skye.

Zoey grows quiet a moment when Mabelle toasts her, and her cheeks darken with the slightest blush. "Oh, Belle, thank you!"

Mabelle takes a solitary ametrine set in bronze from a mysterious oyster shell.

Skye takes a solitary ametrine set in bronze from a mysterious oyster shell.

Mikani hugs Zoey warmly and kisses her friend on the cheek.

Wash looks at Mabelle with mock surprise. "You're a Laurent?!" He pretends to have just now discovered.

Skye smiles sweetly at Rysen for also admitting that daggers are not his forte. She nods in agreement that indeed the party sounds fun. She takes a moment to retrieve one of the rings before they all disappear. Once this precious prize is secured, she tells Zoey, "Oh Mistress Petal? Yes, I've found her work to be lovely." She looks down at the ring in her hand, "Oh look...I've never seen such a lovely merging of amethyst and citrine. A fine pairing." She looks at her own outfit, considering it if goes well. Then shrugs as if it doesn't matter and puts the ring on.

Eirene nods at the lovely toast. "You deserve it, Zoe." She grins impishly. "You're one hell of a woman, and have a shit-ton more social grace than I do," she adds over the top of her glass. "I doubt I could afford anything from Petal. But I don't usually buy dresses. I just wear leather..." Which she does, but the fancy foreign kind.

Mabelle curves her lips to Wash, "No, I'm a commoner. Want to adopt me?", she elbows him gently and noting to Skye, "Petal is an absolute artist. She stitches everything for me".

Sabitha returns Mabelle's embrace, "And I you. All of the family, truly. Pridehall has been lovely, as usual, but I am so horribly behind on the news of the city. We will have to get together so you can tell me everything I've been missing." She steps back, smiling at Wash's comment, but leaving the reply to Mabelle.

"I couldn't afford the upkeep." Wash says. "You have an impeccable fashion sense. I'd never be able to afford half of what it takes to keep you in silk. You can be my favorite Laurent. Unless I remember there are others."

Zoey nods to Eirene with a grin. "It is my niche. I am happy to be the designated socialite," she replies.

Skye takes a step back from the group surrounding Zoey to say hello to a few other guests that she hasn't connected with in a long time. Once making her rounds, she puts the second empty glass and touches her cheek with a gloved hand. Recognizing that she's getting a wee bit too tipsy, she discreetly makes her goodbyes and heads on out of the salon.

Eirene finishes her fancy drink and sets the glass back on the bar. "Hope it was a good birthday, Zoey. It was nice to see you when we're not getting attacked by weird cultists." She offers a friendly salute and saunters to the door. "Hope to see you folks at the wedding reception. "

Dahlia, a confident red and white corgi puppy, Winter, a juvenile Oakhaven bloodhound, 2 watchful Blackshore guards leave, following Skye.

As the staff of the Salon whisper with each other, gazing upon the velvet of the Lady of Stormward, or the umbra of the Lady of Stormwall, or the garments of the other leaders of fashion in Arvum, Rysen says in total agreement with Mabelle, "Mistress Petal is a true artist." He chuckles softy at Zoey's words. "You are also hawkeyed and a genius."

Mikani grins at the thought of dagger throwing. Though she says nothing. She drinks more of her vodka and wonders how much it would cost to keep her in umbra. While she isn't normally a clothes horse she does have a very specific fashion sense. "I hope to be there." She smiles at Eirene as she leans into Rysen a bit.

Mabelle squeezes Sabitha's hand, "Oh you just missed a pool party. It was all Oathlanders. Goodness. They say they are demure but their insanity comes in other colors, I swear". She wiggles her fingers to Skye and Eirene as they leave and then eyes Wash, "Upkeep? I'm not a horse!", and then she lifts her chin, vainly, "And I dont wear silk". Mabelle exchanges an amused look between Rysen and Zoey, not asking about knives at weddings. nope.

Carissa, a Malvici bodyguard, Planchet the Lycene maggiordome leave, following Eirene.

"I would not dream of missing it!" Zoey says after Eirene. To Rysen she says, "One of these days we will have a proper archery competition again, and you know I will not miss an opportunity for our bottle trick."

Wash agrees. "You don't. Which puts your wardrobe even further out of my reach." Wash admits. "Zoey. I owe you a dress. I'll find time for that soon." He says, heading for the door. "Good night cousin."

Rysen's grey eyes shift to Mikani, as she leans against him, tinged with lust, but when Mabelle speaks of the colors of insanity he laughs.

"I am looking forward to it, My Lady," he says to Zoey of the bottle trick. "The last archery tournament might've been held by Baroness Acantha. It's been a while."

Mabelle checked perception at difficulty 15, rolling 7 lower.

Mabelle shifts her eyes a little bit as Wash leaves abruptly, "Something I said?", she gets a refill for her Vodka and shares with Sabitha, "A pool joust. 30 Oathlanders. What is a pool joust anyway? I'm not even sure how I won a round".

Mikani checked perception at difficulty 15, rolling 12 higher.

Mikani smiles and flushes slightly before she drinks more of her vodka. She then clears her throat and seems unable to look Rysen in the eyes. "Well it sounds like chaos. Lots of chaos."

"Oh?" Sabitha replies, "It sounds as if I am better for having missed that particular party. Some are far better in follow up conversation" gossip "than attendance. I will not forget to pick out the details of that particular gathering later." At the comment about silk, she slips a glance from Mabelle's gown to her own. "Oh dear, not a joust. In the pool?" She laughs.

"I am almost sorry that I missed that party. Oh, Mother, let me introduce you to Lord and Lady Crovane," Zoey says to Sabitha. "I have been fortunate enough to accompany them on a number of adventures now, and Lady Mikani is one of my most trusted friends."

Mabelle flushes somewhat at Sabitha's glance and she mumbles, "There's nothing wrong with silk, it just does not compliment my.. curves", the slim girl nods.

Sabitha glances to Mabelle again, noting the similarity in their "curves," but her smile doesn't falter. "Oh, it is quite fine, dear cousin. I stopped chasing fashion years ago. A gown either works or it doesn't, after all." She turns to Mikani and Rysen at Zoey's introduction. "My Lady, My Lord, so pleased to meet you."

Mabelle puts a solitary ametrine set in bronze in a green hued silk tote bag.

Mikani puts a solitary ametrine set in bronze in a black pouch with a vibrant red rose on both sides.

"My Lady," says Rysen, his hand hand touches his chest and bowing his head to Sabitha. "I am Lord Rysen," says the knight. "It is a pleasure." Something his wife whispers to him, causes his his cheeks to flush a bright red color, but he doesn't seem to acknowledge it.

"May I ask after Lord Ian, My Lady?" Rysen says to Zoey, displaying only the faintest hint of apprehension in case the answer is an all-too-familiar 'near death.'

Mabelle has joined the Bar.

Mikani actually curtsies to Sabitha with her hand over her heart. Must be a Northlands thing. "I am Lady Mikani. I'm honored to meet Lady Zoey's mother. Without her ... I would have been lost I am quite certain of it." Mika smiles at her dearest friend.

"Your gown is beautiful on you," Zoey insists to Sabitha. Then she finishes the introductions, "Lady Mikani, Lord Rysen, meet Lady Sabitha Bisland nee Laurent." To Rysen's questions she smiles. "My husband is well, and planning at least two expeditions that I know of. He does not enjoy parties though, so I told him his attendance was optional. Shall I tell him he was missed?"

Mabelle settles upon the bar with her glass of Vodka and listening while the others speak, petting the head of a random companion. The canine kind.

Mabelle is overheard praising Zoey: Happy Birthday!

Mikani is overheard praising Zoey.

Rysen is overheard praising Zoey: A most happy happy birthday to the elegant Lady of Stormward.

Sabitha returns the greetings with a curtsey of her own, her hands at her skirts, drawing them wide. She comes out of it and loops a hand into the crook of Zoey's arm briefly, affectionately. She pauses through the exchange with Lord Rysen, then beams at Mikani's words. "I feel quite the same, but something tells me these adventures of yours and Zoey's might be enough to put a fear in my heart. Unlike the pool party, I may not wish to hear about these," she chuckles. To Zoey's compliment she says, "I have been admiring yours, darling. The colors suit you so well. I could never carry them." She withdraws her hand then. "If you will please excuse me." She dips another, quicker, curtsey, then steps aside to join Mabelle at the bar.

Sabitha has joined the Bar.

Mikani murmurs something to Rysen before she bows her head to Sabitha. "I need to get home to my children speaking of motherhood."

"Ah, well give the little ones kisses for me," Zoey tells Mikani. "I am glad you both could make it. Thank you for coming!"

Rysen smiles, and bows his head as Sabitha joins Mabelle at the bar. He finishes off his vodka, and turns again to Zoey. He chuckles, perhaps at thought to Zoey telling Ian he was missed at her birthday party in one of the most lavish Inns in Arx. "Please tell him, hello for me," Rysen replies. When Mikani says farewell, Rysen bows. "Happy birthday Zoey." He turns then, offering his arm to his wife.

Mabelle wiggles her fingers to Rysen and Mikani, "Lovely to see you both, I hope we get to meet soon. Have a good night!", she toasts them with her glass.

Mikani takes Rysen's arm and bows her head to Zoey and Mabelle. "We will. I'm sure Nakoa is missing your little girl." She laughs before exiting with Rysen.

Lygeia, a calligrapher and alchemist leaves, following Rysen.

Damien Pierce - A Charming Assistant, Rysen leave, following Mikani.

Zoey gets a solitary ametrine set in bronze from a mysterious oyster shell.

Sabitha has left the Bar.

Zoey sees the Crovanes off, then turns to join her mother and Mabelle at the bar. "Well, this has just been lovely!"

Sabitha says, "It has, my dear. Thank you for pulling me out of the Manor with such a worthy gathering." She looks to Zoey, then, pride plain in her expression. "I am so very proud of you, Zoey, to be surrounded by such warm companions. Happy Birthday!""

Mabelle smiles to Sabitha, "I would have to pick your mind on what that means", she chuckles, "But certainly we can go shopping". She smiles to Zoey, "A lovely gathering. I think I should leave you to your mother and go walk to the dogs". She pecks cheeks of both women and off she goes.

Mabelle has left the Bar.

Maple, a brown golden retriever, 2 Laurent trained guards, Cupcake, a cookie girl, Truffle, an energetic mountain puppy, Toffee, a fluffy pomeranian, Taffy, a sweet and gentle Mistward Labrador leave, following Mabelle.

"Thanks, Belle. I will see you again soon," Zoey tells Mabelle. After she leaves with the dogs she turns and hugs Sabitha at last.

Sabitha looks after Mabelle as she leaves, then looks back to Zoey. "Well, it seems that in my years at Pridehall, silk has gone quite out of fashion." She laughs. "I'll be looking for a tailor tomorrow!"

"I will be more than happy to help you shop," says Zoey.