The Giant Hall of Sanna Manor resembles a long house, with five sets of double doors leading off to additional wings and rooms. The doors are all closed up except for those leading to the kitchen are currently propped open as the staff are busy laying out a table cloth and dishes for the evenings meal. Several drink carts are readily available for any desire that the guests may wish to wet their lips with. The firepit in the middle of the room has a large stone slab over top of it sealing it off for the evening. The couches and rugs have been covered with fine aeterna silks that have the Sanna sigil of a Black mountaing outline with white fist striking it on a circle of red embrodiered into the middle of the silks.

Cirroch is wearing a fine silk robe made of both umbra and aeterna silks, with a tightly tailored vest showing the houses colors, and his leather trousers and boots. He stands just in front of the firepit welcoming guests as they arrive with his normal booming voice, which might be able heard down the block.

"Yes. Welcome to Sanna House. Please come in, grab a drink..."

Reagan arrives, following Teague.

A messenger arrives, delivering a message to Sasha before departing.

A messenger arrives, delivering a message to Cirroch before departing.

Teague comes into the great hall dressed for him in his best ware, a long black admiral style coat open. Under this is a tight form-hugging dress shirt, with shined silver buttons, each of them are engraved with the symbols of old gods. His pants are tight, simple black pants, tucked over a pair of shined up naval boots. A tie is around his neck is deep purple, with a perfect Winsor knot, as he moves in with Reagen on his arm."Now then, this is a lovely hall, my love." His hand is resting on Reagen's, softly holding it as that massive man looks around the hall. At his side is a brand new ax new to him, at least on the right, and his curved blade at the left. As if he would dress up and not bring weapons, he is not that classy.

Cirroch looks at the messenger and nods as they wait patiently for a response. He tosses the boy a couple of silver and has the kitchen staff bring out some nibbles for their troubles of dodging through the ward.
As the messenger is on his way, he turns to welcome Teague and Reagan into the hall.

"Lord Teague, Lady Reagan. It is good to see you. We just recieved word that your sister will be held up with business. Do let her know that she is welcome to all future dinners."

Sasha is currently wearing her favorite aeterna outfit with her snowflake jewelry. She is making sure everything is indeed just as it needs to be, details are important after all! As Teagan and Reagan enter she happily greets, "Lord Teague it is lovely to see you again, and this must be your bethrothed." She looks to Reagan than, "It is lovely to meet you Lady Reagan. Please do come and sit. Would either of toy care for something to drinks?"

Atoli and Entreri are running around the capped firepit giggling as they play a game of tag. As Cirroch is welcoming the guests she hugs his leg, "Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad." Then as Entreri comes around the fire-pit she's off again. "Daaaaaaaaaaaaaad!" Entreri comes around and sits down in front of Cirroch. "papa." Entreri then stares at the guests as they come in, playfully waving at everyone with a plushie in his hand.

Reagan will come in dressed in a fine gown of sea foam, and deep greens along with varrying shades of blue. The skirts are layered and flowy as if they were waves of the ocea. as she walks, the coastal beauty seems to be paying respects to her home through her fashion choice. The gown has bell sleeves that hang to the floor though the top of the gown leaves her slender shoulders bared. She looks around the hall with a pleased expression but when they are greeted she lets go of Teague's hand and dips her body into a formal yet graceful curtsy. " Thank for your warm welcome. Your home is lovely. Lord Chirroch it is lovely to see you again and what a delight to meet you , My lady." she says with her head bowed in respect. Her expression softens at the sight of the children and the one waving gets a friendly wiggle of the southern lady's slim fingers and a bright smile.

"Indeed, this is my Reagan." Teague grins at the woman on his arm, as he sighs softly."She is skilled, already stolen my loyalaty and my heart." His voice is teasing, as he moves forward not the icy man of the world, here he is amongest trusted people. His eyes light up with mischif, as his hand is taps against the woman's on his arm."I was told Marquessa Sanna, to ask you for help to find someone to plan our marriage. I talked with one today, a Emberly. I would have speak to my brother to work out the coin, but if you have someone you prefer. I would love to use them?"

Watches the Atoli and his eyes moving to Enterei with a wide smile."Such lovely children, they have fire and power like their father. The grace of their mother I hope." His voice is teasing slightly, as he winks at Cirroch."For if they have your grace, we are in trouble. Much like if mine have my grace." His eyes twinkle at the joke watching the large man with a wicked smile. As he steps forward to place his hand on the man's shoulder, as than he bows towards Sasha."Thank you both for the warm welcome, soon we need to fight again. I have a new ax, a gift from Lady Brianna Halfshav."

2 Halfshav skilled veteran guards arrives, following Brianna.

"Indeed, this is my Reagan." Teague grins at the woman on his arm, as he sighs softly."She is skilled, already stolen my loyalaty and my heart." His voice is teasing, as he moves forward not the icy man of the world, here he is amongest trusted people. His eyes light up with mischif, as his hand is taps against the woman's on his arm."I was told Marquessa Sanna, to ask you for help to find someone to plan our marriage. I talked with one today, a Emberly. I would have speak to my brother to work out the coin, but if you have someone you prefer. I would love to use them?"

Watches the Atoli and his eyes moving to Enterei with a wide smile."Such lovely children, they have fire and power like their father. The grace of their mother I hope." His voice is teasing slightly, as he winks at Cirroch."For if they have your grace, we are in trouble. Much like if mine have my grace." His eyes twinkle at the joke watching the large man with a wicked smile. As he steps forward to place his hand on the man's shoulder, as than he bows towards Sasha."Thank you both for the warm welcome, soon we need to fight again. I have a new ax, a gift from Lady Brianna Halfshav."(repose)

Cirroch's eyes go wide as he hears that Brianna gave Teague the axe, his lips form into a smile. "As Bree gave you the axe, I have a reason to work on my left opening." He laughs as he looks to Teague and then to the floor where Entreri is sitting. "What did we say about plushies tonight?" Entreri simply looks up to his father, innocence. Cirroch takes the plushie and hands it off to one of the staff with some quiet words. Entreri stands up and pouts at his father for a moment, "But. Taggsies!" Cirroch looks to Entreri, "You'll need to find something else then." Entreri then runs off but not before looking up, and up, and up at Teague. "You're super tall."

Brianna drifts in, hearing talk of various things. "Be wary of Emberly. She was denobled for trying to poison the wife of a man she desired, and she is not to be trusted," she says carefully. "Hello, Sannas! I've brought a Caleb and a Weylan to join your merry brood." Indeed, one of her guards is carrying the infant, who seems absolutely delighted to be here, grinning and making screechy noises. The older boy walks with the great dignity of a ten-year-old who thinks he is very grown up, indeed. "I hope we didn't miss the cake."

Rurik, a prodigal assistant, Aegis, a large red Oakhaven bloodhound arrive, following Mirk.

Brianna drops Caleb, ward of House Halfshav.

Sasha gasps softly as the back of her dress is tugged upon by Jacqueline though a happy smile curls her lips as she bends do and picks up the shy toddler. "Jacqueline sweetie, no need to be all shy. Come and say hello." Jacqueline looks at Teague and Reagan before her little face buries into Sasha's shoulder, Sasha offers an apologethic smile, "I apologies, she will warm up just give her time." Sasha is then setting Jacqueline down who is taking off to go and grab herself a plushie, eventually to return back to the group. Sasha then focuses on Teague as she responds, "I am not familiar with Emberly I will admit. But I could try and help if you truly wish it? I know of a fantastic baker who could make a cake and could help with the planning details if you truely wish for it." As Brianna gives that warning, she looks thankful to Brianna before agrees, "Yes it is true. She may claim it was a joke but that is not something to make light of." Her attention then focusing on Brianna with a smile, "You have not missed the cake. I promise!"

Teague looks at Brinna with narrowed eyes as his chuckle is loud with a wicked sound to it."What would I do without you? You have saved me a great deal of trouble. Thank you, Lady Brianna Halfshav. That would have displeased me to have to die from cake." His voice is warm as he nods towards the boy speaking of cake."Indeed. Cake is to be enjoyed, not die from." His eyes moving towards Sasha."If you wish to tackle such a task, I would be in your debt. I'm awful at such things. If it needs an ax or a blade to the throat, I'm your man. This is not to my enjoyment. My brother will be helping once he arrives. He is master of the coins." His arm is wapped around Regan's waist as he speaks with a wicked smile at his bride to be, as he sighs contently. His eyes watchign Jacqueline with a nod of his head."Hello little one." His fingers wiggling towards her, as he watches Entreri with a chuckle."Indeed, clouds hurt this high up."

Cirroch looks up from Entreri running off to see Brianna. "Bree, we were just speaking of your gift for Lord Teague. Welcome, as always to the house." He looks down to Caleb, "Master Caleb, we have not served the cake as of yet. You are in perfect time for dinner." He takes a moment to check on where Atoli and Entreri are. Coming back to Caleb, "There appears to be an unsactioned plushie war taking place if you care to join in."

Reagan will stay close to Teague's side but when the little Jacqueline is carried over by Sasha it is clear Reagan has a fondness for children. " Good evening little one. It is a very busy night and that can be overwhelming. All is well." She tells the child who goes running off. She frowns at the warning and looks up to Teague with concern in her eyes as she says " Perhaps it is best if she is not involved with the planning of our union vows." her voice kept quiet.

Mirk strides into Giant Hall late, his usual entourage left behind. "Cousins," he says with a nod of his head to Brianna and Cirroch. "Lady Sasha. I hope I haven't missed the entire occasion." He glances aside at Brianna, at the mention of her gift to Teague, raising an eyebrow curiously, though he doesn't comment. For now, he merely finds somewhere to sit down and helps himself to some of the liquor. "My apologies for being late. I often find I have too much that needs doing lately, and lost track of time."

Caleb looks torn. He wants to play. But he feels too grown-up to play with the little kids. "I'll /supervise/," he says with as much gravitas as he can muster, heading off to totally join in and play with the younger children. "It was no joke. People do not lose their name and status over innocent misunderstandings," she says levelly. She sits down just as Mirk arrives. "Cousin! I only just arrived, myself." She grins over at Reagan. "Do you like children? Would you like to hold Lord Weylan for a bit?" The lord in question is five months old, with a full head of dark hair and fat, ruddy cheeks.

Teague nods towards Reagan with a shake of his head."Indeed." His voice is soft, loving as his hand is moves over that new axe at the side of his belt."I have named my ax." His fingers moving over the letetrs fuil, as his eyes shine with pleasure."It was a lovely spar. Fuil is my ax's name. I will be naming my sword when Master Felix finishes it. Tugadh Bas." His voice is filled with pleasure, as his shoulders roll with a loud pop of the muscles."Indeed. Lose of honor is a big deal. Lose of family honor even bigger. Thank you again for the ax Bree." His smile at her wide, as he watches the baby with a chuckle."Very cute little one." Turning now to look at Mirk, with a bowing of his head in respect.""Lord Mirk Halfshave, it is lovely to see you again. Come meet my Bethroed, this is Lady Reagan Laveer." His hand wraped around her waist, as he speaks for once Teague is relaxed content, a warm smile and his body is relaxed."It is good to be around family. Honorable others, thank you so much for having me."

Reagan turns her attention to Brianna and the offer to hold the babe seems to brighten her spirits. " I am very fond of children, Yes. I would be honored to hold the little lord. Thank you." She will reach her arms out for the babe, well versed on how to hold a child. She does offer a smile to Mirk as she is introduced though and says " Good evening, My lord. It is an honor to meet you."

"Not at all Lord Mirk. We all find outselves busier as of late. The kitchen is still prepping some final touches on the meal. Please feel free to grab a drink." Cirroch welcomes his cousin to the house. Again taking a quick look to where the children are, while they are used to dodging in between adults Cirroch is taking notes on where the plushies are.

Jacqueline runs up to Sasha's leg and shyly hides behind Sasha as Mirk arrive, occassionally Entreri runs over to her and tries to hide from Atoli behind his younger sister. Atoli screams at Entreri, "Noooooooo. No Fair! Stop hiding!" Atoli looks at Jacqueline with a sly grin and Jacqueline squats down as Atoli tosses a plushie at Entreri. "TAG!" She then giggles a little and runs off towards the thrones at the end of the room.

A messenger arrives, delivering a message to Teague before departing.

Sasha offers a nod to Teague as she responds, "I will keep that in mind. I am more of a socialite and a scholar myself. I adore looking through the archives for information." She looks a bit surprised as she inquires of Teague and Reagan, "Are you writing your own vows?" She smiles to Mirk, "Not at all, we haven't brought the cake out just yet, but it will be brought out soon. I promise." She smiles brightly, "Brother Felix is indeed am amazing weaponsmith, I always suggest he be seen should one be in want of a new weapon or a gift of one." She softly laughs as Jacqueline is hiding behind her legs again, her hand reaching down to lightly pat upon her youngest daughter's head. She mentions to Reagan, "I adore children as well. Cirroch and I are actually expecting our fifth."

"Lady Reagan," Mirk says with a nod of his head to her. "I don't think I've had many dealings with your kin before." There's a shrug of a shoulder. "Betrothed, though? Congratulations to both of you, Lady Reagan, Lord Teague." To the latter, he says, "Is there a significance in the name?" He raises his glass to Cirroch as if in a toast, then takes a sip of his drink. "So is there an occasion, Lord Cirroch, or is it merely a chance to see friends and family?"

"Use the axe well, my lord," Brianna says with a smile and a genteel tilt of her head. "And mind that right leg." Weylan grabs a fistful of Reagan's hair, shoving it in his mouth.

Cirroch smiles to his family, friends, and new friends. Keeping an eye on each of the plushies, as if making a mental map of where they are if needed for defense. Mirk's question pulls him out of his plotting, "Tonighr is simply a dinner for friends and family. There's much that is occuring right now. Poppet and I felt that we should have some fun as well." He looks over to Sasha with a little wink to her. Then looks down to Jacqueline with a laugh as she ducks for her older sister to hit her brother. "Poppet, Atoli and Jacqs are getting better at their deception."

Teague turns slowly towards Mirk with a little chuckle."It means Deathbringer." His voice warm, enjoying the thought of the weapon."Blunt name for a sharp blade." A mirth spreading over his face as he looks at his bride to be."Thank you for the kind words. It is more pleasant this arrangement than I thought it would be." His eyes moving towards Brianna."I shall use it in good health and bad. Also, I will watch my right leg. Thank you again for the lesson." Grins at Brianna with a mirth reflected in those stormy eyes."Till next, we spar." His eyes moving to Sahsa now with a nodding of his head."I follow the old ways. She is a follower of the faith. We will meet in the middle, not sure how yet. I wish to ask Lord Mirk for advice on this topic. But here he is now, what do you suggest?" His eyes following Cirroch with a warm smile."I hope to add to this brood of trouble shortly, after we are wed. I have always wished to hear the patter padder, of little war feet."

Sasha giggles all the more at the antics of their toddlers. Her blue eyes watching after them for a few moments, a bit distracted. She looks as if she remembers where she is, a soft coloring echoing in her cheeks. "Apologies, I get lost in watching them sometimes."


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Details are scarce, but apparently Evaristo Arterius was leading a training exercise with Prince Damik'uhl'daja and numerous notables of the Compact when the Crown Prince of Skal'daja was assassinated aboard his ship. A badly injured Marquessa Sunniva Harthall was carried into the House of Solace, along with an injured Evaristo, Prince Lexir Pravus, and others. In wake of Damik's death, his former aide-de-camp Bahiya, or Bahiya'al'mathali appears to be speaking for his troops, while Princess Katarina Valardin seems to be the most influential woman over the free Eurusi refugees.
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Cirroch turns to Brianna, taking a step closer. "Thank you for coming Bree. It is good to see you, Weylan, and your ward Caleb. Can we get you a drink while your hands are free? Or should I start sharing the locations of the plushies in case we need to join forces later?" He smiles with a little laugh before looking to a staff member who is wearing all aeterna white with a Sanna sigil embroidered to the upper right shoulder. They have been patiently waiting by the table, as the rest of the kitchen staff has set the table and laid out the meal.

Cirroch looks to Teague and Reagan first, "Poppet wanted an army." His smile grows as he looks over to Sasha.

"It appears that dinner will be ready soon. Please everyone join us at the table."

"Any marriage between nobles must have the Faith's blessing, of course," Mirk says after a moment's consideration. "Beyond that? There are a few places considered sacred to both shaman and Godsworn. The Grove of Renewal, at the Lodge of Petrichor. The Stone Grove. But that's just my thought, and your personal affairs are your own." He shrugs a shoulder, and turns his attention to Brianna. "And I heard about your elevation in the Knights of Solace. Congratulations are in order for you as well, Cousin."

Teague nods slowly towards Mirk."I will look at them. Thank you." As the talk of dinner is mentioned, Teague starts to move forward his arm around his bride to be, as he lowers down into the chair with her as he smiles at her."I look forward to dinner, food and violence are my two favorite things in the world. Just ask my sister." His voice is teasing, as he nods slowly."Who is tied up for a few days/"

Brianna huffs at Mirk over the rim of her wine glass. "I managed to make it almost thirty years without being knighted, but they eventually caught me," she grins.

Cirroch looks to the maid for help in rounding up the children, and then just whistles loudly. Atoli, Entreri, and Jacqueline all stop in their tracks and drop the plushies that they are holding. All acting perfectly innocent for the moment. He looks to them and waves them over to the table. "Come. Dinner is ready."

Atoli screams, "Yay Cake First!" And proceeds to climb into her chair, while Entreri wanders over to look to his nanny to help him up into a chair and Jacqueline runs to hide by Sasha.
Cirroch sighs for a moment, then takes a seat himself. With a nod to the staff that dinner can be served.

Sasha drops a vanilla pudding cake with lemon zest icing.

Teague watches the room as his hand is resting on the side of his beloved. Watches the chaos start now, as the cake is here."It is a cake war. Fight for the cake before it! War of the cake!" His hand is slammed down on the table, his right hand drumming a war beat on the table, grinning at each child, as his long hair is moves ringing out with the bits of metal woven into it.

Sasha happily smiles are the a vanilla pudding cake with lemon zest icing_is brought out. Her hands lightly clapping before she looks to Atoli and comments, "You must eat your vegetable first before you have cake my darling. And you know this." She then smirks at Teague's words and mentions, "You want a war? I will give you it." Her hand reaches right into the cake and pulls some out, attempting to through it at the Lord Charon as she giggles in delight, though who tells where her aim is going to have that go.

Sasha checks dexterity and etiquette at normal. Sasha is marginally successful.

Teague dives in a joking fashion trying to avoid the cake, but he is launches himself into it staining that pretty fancy shirt, right in the center of the tea."Man down! Man Down!" He falls over the table, as he grins wide watching the children, as he mutters with his last breath."This is why you listen to your mother, she has killed me with cake." As he over acts a death scene, with his right hand is clutching his chest, before he falls to the ground, lying there for a bit before he moves again.

Mirk watches the children for a few moments before shaking his head. "I see there's little danger of Giant Hall being too quiet anytime in the near future," he says in a dry tone. "Though, I'm not actually sure how many of the Sanna side of the family are still in the city. You two, of course, but..." He trails off, gesturing vaguely with one hand. "It was bound to happen sooner or later," he says to Brianna. "I hope you're not planning on saying your vows as a Godsworn to advance further in the Knights of Solace?" From his tone, he's more joking than expecting it.

Cirroch looks at Teague in a small bit of horror as he watches Atoli take the suggestion and start to climb onto the table to get to the cake first. Though he should have been watching Sasha, as it is her that is starting the war with the first strike of cake at Teague. And he watches with a small grin, though he watches Teague, forgetting about Atoli on the table, that is until he is hit in the face with a handful of cake from a toddler that is giggling and sitting on the table eating what is left from the toss at her father.

Entreri watches the cake fly and starts to scream in laughter, as Jacqueline crawls under the table.

Caleb looks downright /affronted/ at the idea of adults throwing cake at dinner. The picture of regal dignity, he sits down and quietly begins eating. Brianna ducks some flying cake and chuckles to Mirk, "Not on your life."

Reagan looks much like dear Caleb. Her eyew go wide as cake is thrown then at Teague's reaction and she just shifts in her seat a little to look at her betrothed 'dead' on the floor. It would seem Lady Reagan does not know how to play. She blinks and looks around to see if anyone seems cross with such actions but children are crawling on and under the table so she simoly chuckles and watches this whole scene unfold!

As Cirroch is starting to wipe cake off of his face, and eating parts of it from licking his fingers he answers Mirk, "Oddmun and Sapphira are here as well. Tila is still in the mountatins." He doesn't even speak of Kutazer. He looks at Teague, then to Atoli. And with a stern, yet bit of laughter behind his voice, "Atoli."

Atoli doesn't listen to her father and has taken to grabbing at more cake and throwing it at Sasha. She giggles as the cake falls apart into a mess of pudding and cake bits in the air. Spraying all with bits of pudding.

Teague slowly like a shambling trouble, that he is coming up off the ground. With a little chuckle, as his hand is brushes the cake off from his tie slowly with a gri at Atoli."Now, than I think we should have veggies and food before we end this fight. What do you say little one? Than I will let you attack me cake."

2 Whitehawk Guards, Zephyr, a perlino Sanna courser, 3 Sanna House Guards, Una, a playful fawn corgi puppy arrive, following Sapphira.

Sasha gasps as the cake hits her, laughing in delight as she gives a clearly fake 'evil eye' to Atoli, a piece of cake being lifted up from the bowl and she tries to hurl it towards her toddler with a grin. And another scoop of cake to trying to be throw at Teague!

Sasha checks dexterity and etiquette at normal. Sasha is successful.

Sasha checks dexterity and etiquette at normal. Sasha fails.

Sapphira checked dexterity + etiquette at difficulty 15, rolling 11 higher.

Teague checks dexterity and dodge at normal. Teague is marginally successful.

Sapphira checks dexterity and etiquette at normal. Sapphira is marginally successful.

Cirroch checks dexterity and etiquette at normal. Cirroch is marginally successful.

Cirroch checks command and diplomacy at normal. Cirroch is marginally successful.

Sapphira is just making her way to the great hall, a little pale, but thankfully not green around the gills. This time. However, nothing quite prepares her for the barely controlled chaos which greets her, in the form of cake flung this way and that.

SPLAT!

In the space of a heartbeat, Sapphira's view on what a family dinner ought to be is changed forever, as cake hits her full in the face, leaving her stunned and rooted to the spot. "Sweet Gods..." She can't help giggling, reaching up to attempt to wipe her face clean of dessert.

Cirroch's eyes go wide as Sasha then gives in and begins a counter attack. He picks up his dinner plate to use as a sheild and then gives a look towards Atoli. "Atoli. It would be best to come off the table now. You're mother is starting a war."
Atoli looks between her father and mother "NO!" She decides to crawl off the table towards Reagan instead. Messy cake hands and toddler slip into Reagan's lap with a giggle.

Teague watches it all with a wicked chuckle, moving quickly towards the table pushing back as he is nailed right in the back of the back. As he spins quickly with a wicked chuckle."War has come to the house! The war of the cake." His eyes gleeming with trouble, as he winks at Cirroch."Sorry. It has been too long, since I have caused mischif. My siblings are two old for this." His voice is soft loving, as he grins with at Sahsa."Now than, shall we atempt to eat?"

Sasha bursts out into laughter as the missed cake ends up hitting Sapphira directly in the face, "Sorry Sapphy, please come and join us. Throw some at Cirroch with me!" More joyous laughter and then sternly shouts to Cirroch, "Flatware is not allowed to be used as a shield! Children! Attack your father with cake now!!!" And now there is cake being thrown at Cirroch with hopefully the help of her little ones too!

Sasha checks dexterity and etiquette at normal. Sasha marginally fails.

Sasha checks charm and diplomacy at normal. Sasha is marginally successful.

The kitchen staff were about to serve the meal of a lavish spread of honey glazed vegetables, seared meats, cheeses, and fruits. Though when the cake started flying they took a step back into the kitchen. One of the maids pulled the doors shut to the kitchen to keep the mess out in the Giant Hall. Which doesn't bode well for Cirroch as he was attempting to flee the attack into the kitchen. With his exit cut off, and Sasha yelling at him in her proclamation that flatware is not allowed to be used as a sheild he puts the plate down and makes a dash for one of the precious plushies.

Entreri is standing on his chair and laughing as he throws cake at his father, hitting Caleb and Mirk instead.

Winter, A Highhill Puppy arrives, following Kiera.

Sasha's eyes grow wide as she hollars once more to Cirroch, "Also! You are not to hide behind the plushies either! If even one of them has icing on it I was take it out on your behind!" And she scooping up more cake and trying to throw it at Cirroch.

(REPOSE) The kitchen staff were about to serve the meal of a lavish spread of honey glazed vegetables, seared meats, cheeses, and fruits. Though when the cake started flying they took a step back into the kitchen. One of the maids pulled the doors shut to the kitchen to keep the mess out in the Giant Hall. Which doesn't bode well for Cirroch as he was attempting to flee the attack into the kitchen. With his exit cut off, and Sasha yelling at him in her proclamation that flatware is not allowed to be used as a sheild he puts the plate down and makes a dash for one of the precious plushies.

Sasha checks dexterity and etiquette at normal. Sasha is marginally successful.

Sapphira checks dexterity and performance at normal. Sapphira marginally fails.

Sapphira checked dexterity + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 43 higher.

Mirk finds himself hit with stray cake, though thankfully staining his steelsilks more than his face. He blinks at it, as if not quite sure how to react, and then says, "I think I've had enough excitement and will be locating myself very thoroughly on the sidelines." He glances down at himself, and then shrugs, not seeming overly bothered despite his words.

Sapphira simply smiles sweetly right at Sasha, speaking not a single syllable. For a songstress, this was dire, indeed. With no utensils in hand to use to fling her munchable missiles, she simply dips her hand right into the cake, scooping up a healthy amount, and pinning Sasha with a look that bespoke doom. DOOM! Drawing her hand back, she takes aim, and lets fly her sweet payload, sending it on its way to her target.

Teague watches it all backing up noiw as he watches Mirk, nodding towards him. His hands going in front of Reagan as he spins himself in front of her protecting that lovely dress with his body."Your dress is not to be caked on my watch. I don't wish to pay for it to be cleaned."

Cirroch has gotten to a plushie as Sasha makes a new proclamation. And drops the plushie. Looking for an easy way to get back to arm himself with some cake. His children all have sided with their mother, and Teague and Mirk pulling themselves to the sidelines. He walks over to Sasha.

Entreri is climbing down from his chair to rush his father with a handful of cake. Jacqueline can be heard giggling along with her brother Rikkon, who are now both under the table eating a handful of cake.

Kiera knock on the door to the manner to announce her arrival.

Sasha's scraps the cake off of her face while laughing and hurls it at Cirroch instead of at Sapphira. Even Jacqueline is trying to throw cake at Cirroch! And then there is a knock on the door just as Sasha is throwing more cake while she is shouting, "Come in!"

Sasha checks dexterity and etiquette at normal. Sasha is marginally successful.

Sasha checks dexterity and etiquette at normal. Sasha is marginally successful.

The door to the mannor is opened by a Sanna guard that is now wearing bits of pudding and cake. They nod to Kiera as the mischief and laughter in the Giant Hall carries out the doors. The guard looks to Kiera with a face of enter at your own risk.

The scene that unfolds before her is one of Cirroch dropping a plushie, while Sasha throws cake and commands the children to attack.

Cirroch checks dexterity and dodge at hard. Cirroch fails.

Reagan was surprised when the toddler crawled into her lap but it brings a bright smile to her lips and a lightening of her mood. She chuckles and tells the toddler " You did well in the great battle of cake and pudding. Your skills in food slinging shall be talked about for years to come." Bouncing her legs playfully for the child. She's got cake handprints on her lovlely gown and smears of it from where the toddler grabbed but Teague has stepped in to protect the rest of her and she says to him " My hero." Giving her husband to be a gentle smile. She does not seem to know what to do with herself so she just keeps the toddler bouncing lightly to entertain her.

Sapphira checked dexterity + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 41 higher.

Kiera checks dexterity and athletics at normal. Botch! Kiera is simply outclassed. This is monumentally beyond them and the result is ruinous.

Teague stands there arms crossed protecting his lady, his eyes watching the world for cake."No cake shall pass, beside the little one." His voice is warm teasing, as he grins behind him as he looks at Reagan."We will not allow your dress to become more cakey, than those hands." His eyes watching the battle over at the kitchen door.

Sapphira smiles ever so sweetly at all the little ones as she scoops up a second handful of the sweet pudding cake, gesturing to the wee ones to join in the raucous fun. "Shall we heed the Marquessa's command, then?" Uh-oh. This could not bode at all well! Certainly not as pastry and pudding alike go flying straight at Cirroch from at least one--potentially more--directions!

Cirroch thought he had a handle on the cake war, though as all of the toddlers and Sasha gain up on him he realizes that he is outnumbered and makes a dive for behind one of the pillow piles near the fire-pit. Instead he is nailed by cake thrown by Sasha, Jacqueline, and as he slides across the floor to the pillows, Entreri runs up to him giggling and pushes cake directly into his fathers face.

"Cirroch! Stop trying to hide! Take your cake attacks like the Northern you are!" Sasha playfully shouts out to her husband as he is trying to hid behind the pillow piles. She then cheers out, "That's my boy! Get your Father in the face with cake! All of you! Charge!"

Reagan will release the toddler to obey mother's command to attack the father. She will take her napkin however and attempt to wipe away some of the cake upon her. She looks up to Teague though and gives him a helpless, slightly overwhelmed smile.

"It's been a pleasure seeing you, Cousin, Lady Sasha," Mirk says with a nod of his head to Cirroch and Sasha, "As well as your guests, but I think I'll take my leave for the evening. Thank you for the invitation, and best of luck in your...war." There's a look over the scene, and then he turns to leave, heading towards the door at a brisk pace.

Caleb has had enough of this /indignity/ and leaves with Mirk. Brianna apologizes, gives a careful round of farewells and heads out.

Cirroch picks up Entreri and holds him under his arm as the boy tries to wiggle out of his father's grasp. He smiles to Sasha, "It's not hiding, it's finding a tactical advantage when outnumbered my love." He took his eyes off of Sapphira when he addressed Sasha. Another tactical mistake, as the side of his face is nailed again with the pudding. He turns to Sapphira with a laugh as he wipes his face, trying to collect something to use to throw back.

Cirroch smiles and gives a nod to Mirk as he dashes for the door. "I'll provide you cover cousin! It was good to see you."

2 Halfshav skilled veteran guards leaves, following Brianna.

Kiera blinks at the situation before her, her firsi instinct to take of her backpack to use as shield which doesn't seem to go as planned as she slipps on pudding and lands face first in pudding and icing Is she hurt/ Is she horrified? In amanner of speaking for as she rises she exclaims "How could you do this to lovely cake" but as she licks her lips she says " oh its lemon" in a tone which suggests this explains everything

Rurik, a prodigal assistant, Aegis, a large red Oakhaven bloodhound leave, following Mirk.

Teague chuckles watching the madness, as he looks behind him at Reagan."Soon we will have wars of great pleasure in our home." His chuckles is filling the room with his mirth, as he sits down slowly covered in cake, as he watches the still raging war.

While flatware and plushies had specifically been forbidden as shields, other food items had not been so proscribed. Thus it is that Sapphira makes a mad dash for one of the carts, plucking a loaf of rye up from its home. Tearing through it partway lengthwise, she spreads it out like a butterfly's wings, effectively doubling the area available with which to shield herself from retaliatory food attacks from either Cirroch or Sasha! "Ha!"

Reagan looks at Teague as he says they will have such wars soon in their home. She gives off a lovely song bird laugh but the look she gives him shows this is a matter that will be debated! She does stand though and says " Excuse me for just a moment I will return shortly." She is smiling ear to ear but lifts her skirts and glides away from the table gracefully towards a powder room, no doubt to more properly tend to her gown.

Cirroch looks at Sapphira and then Sasha, with Jacqueline leading the charge with Atoli towards him. Even Rikkon has come out from under the table and is scooting towards his father. He lets go of Entreri and drops to his knees. "I give up." Entreri grabs at his fathers neck, as Atoli and Jacqueline try to tack hug their father. Cirroch stands on his knees with his arms out, he waits for Rikkon to get over to him before he closes his arms to hug them all."You win! You win!"

Teague watches as his bride to be leaves with a nodding of his head, as he watches the lord of the manor giving into the war."It is wise to lay down arms sometimes, not often. But when overtake by vast cute armies of wives, and chidren it is the right course of action Mi Lord." He winks at the man with a wild chuckle of mirth.

Sasha giggles in delight and claps as she repsonds, "That is write. I always win." She beams happily and then begins to run at Cirroch before losing her balance and sliding her aeterna and cake covered self to meet up with them all in a hug. She fondly looks to Cirroch and her children, "And I love you all so much." SHe looks to her remaining guests, "I do apologize about all the mess." She giggles in delight, "Soon I will post proper ettiquette rules for cake wars."

With the cake war finished and the noises turning more to laughter than cake flinging, the kitchen staff are unbarring the doors and slowly opening them to see if it is safe to bring the rest of the dinner out.

Shield becomes snack, as Sapphira nibbles on a piece of the rye bread torn from the edge, blushing at the rather raucous food fight that had resulted in such a breach of what was, for her, normal manners. She's got cake all over her face, falling onto her dress, but she also has a huge smile on her face. "Is this what I have to look forward to in a few years, Marquessa? Marquis?"

Teague throws his right hand into the air as he chants."NORTH!" His fist is pumping up in down in pure glee, as he grins looking at the others with a smile, as he moves forward to look down at the children."Mighty warriors you do your house, proud you have won a great victory today."

Kiera smiles at the sight of cirroch and sasha with their little ones and then turns briefly to teague "we meet again Lord Charon" As she turns back to cirroch she asks "marquis and marquessa might you introduce me to your mighty army?

Sasha happily smiles, "Oh yes Lady Sapphira, on occasion at least. They are great fun after all." She offers a nods as she responds, "Of course, this is our eldest and the heir of Giant's Reach, Atoli, then her younger brother Entreri, then their younger sister Jacqueline and our current youngest is little Rikkon here. And I am expecting another still." She brightly smiles as a gently flush crosses her cheeks, she was indeed beginning to show that belly now, just a little bit but that bump is there.

Cirroch Waves to the kitchen staff, "It is safe to come out. I believe." He looks to the kids, "Now. You must eat your vegetables." As Cirroch is standing up he sees Kiera, "Welcome Lady Kiera. We might finally be able to eat our vegetables now." He says with a little laugh, he points out the children with cake covered hands touching each other their heads leaving bits of cake on each of them. "This is our eldest Atoli, then Entreri, Jacqueline, and the little one here is Rikkon."

Atoli squirms as cake is put into her hair. Entreri giggles and tries to dig the cake out of his hair to put into his mouth. Jacqueline ducks behind her father's leg, and Rikkon burps.

"Indeed we do Lady Kiera Wyvernheart, how does this evening find you?" Teague's voice is filled with mirth as he watches the children, his eyes shining with passion."The future of the house, is right here learning the ways of war." His voice is not joking now, but still kind."I look forward to the day, I get to do such things." His eyes scanning now looking for his bride to be."I hope you did not get too messy. Have you meet Lady Reagan Laveer, my Betrothed?" His hand is waving towards his bride, to be finding her gone."She will return, I hope."

Reagan comes back from the powder room as cleaned up as the poor lady can get but she looks better than the other cake victims by far! She walks with graceful steps, hands folded before her as she reenters the dining hall just in time to hear her name. Her gaze turns to Kiera and she lowers her body into a deep curtsy, not a hair out of place as she says " Good evening, My lady. It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Lady Reagan Laveer. " she bows her head respectfully to her.

Kiera smiles and returns reagan's curtsey despite her leathers being a bit pudding covered "Lady kiera wyvernheart. the pleasure is mine of course. she lowers herself into a chai, looking around for something to wipe herself off with before reaching in her backpack for a brush and offering to atoli might i tend to your hair m'lady? "

Sapphira smiles at Sasha as she hears that she, too, is expecting. One hand rests briefly upon her own midsection, gingerly, as if in disbelief. She dips a curtsey to the heirs of Giant's Reach, as well as to Sasha and Cirroch, before claiming her place at the table. If this was how family dinners were normally spent, she had a great deal to look forward to, indeed.

The kitchen staff feeling safe that the cake is no longer flying, are bringing out the platters of seared meats and roasted vegetables with honey glazes.

Cirroch looks at the mess around the hall, then to his children that have gone back to their usual selves with Atoli and Entreri playfully bickering for a moment until Kiera offers to help Atoli who looks to her mother first then runs over to Kiera. Cirroch picks up Rikkon and leads Jacqueline and Entreri back to their seats.

Teague offers his arm towards his lady, as he walks slowly towards the table as he holds out the chair for her trying to have manners."Now than, I look forward to an amazing meal. The first half was quiet amusing." His voice still warm, after Reagan sits next to her his eyes on the doofd."Now than, this is good we need more of this. It is good to let ourselves enjoy life. It is hard to remeber."

Sasha gracefully rises back up as she responds, "Please do come in Lady Kiera and sit. I apologize for the mess but it was of great fun. Truly." She moves to retake her seat, smiling happily as she looks over all the guests, family and wonderful mess within. "I do agree, in these times of war, we all need a pleasant distraction and I asked Mistress Lottie herself to make this amazing cake. It is delicious and soooo much fun to throw!"

Reagan will take Teague's arm as he leads her back to the table. She retakes her seat, making sure no cake is there first of course. " It was quite lively, this is true." She says to the others about the cake fight.

Cirroch takes his seat and finds his drink, thankfully it was not spilled with Atoli climbing across the table. Though it does have bits of cake in it. He smiles to Sasha across the table and raises his glass. "May all of your homes be filled with laughter and love--" He pauses as a bit of cake falls from the ceiling and splashes his whiskey out of the glass, hitting him with more cake.

Teague chuckles at the speach being intrupted by the very thing spoken of, as he looks at the rest of the room."Indeed." His glasses is raised with the rum inside of it toward Cirroch, as he toast the man.

Sasha bursts out laughing as Cirroch is toasting and cake falls into his whiskey. She is lifting up her cup of tea to the toast, before sipping on her tea and asks, "And how does that cake taste with the whiskey my Bear?"

Cirroch sips at the glass of cake and whisky. "Not bad." He raises his glass to the the table and then downs the liquid which is more cake than Whisky.

Sapphira smiles, raising her cup of tea, which has been thoughtfully brought to her by one of the kitchen staff, towards Cirroch and Sasha, and then to each in turn in the hall. "May our homes be filled with laughter, love, song, and family." Indeed, what greater blessings were there than these to be had?

Reagan will lift her own glass in toast and says " May we one day have a family as large and blessed as your own." She dips her head to her hoast before taking a sip.

Teague lifts his glass as he grins at Reagan, as his hand is takes hers with the other squeezing it."May our homes always be ligts in the dark, easily to get back to."