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 | who = Braeden, Brieli, Damaris, Devaki, Iolene, Issedi, K'del, Madilla, Raum, Rhaelyn, Riorde, Taikrin, Zev

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 "Oh, aye," Riorde agrees, affecting an accent other than her own. "One must." She slings her arm around Raum's waist and off they go in that clearly acquainted way. Riorde cuts a strikingly elegant figure, as done up as she is; instead of the removal of an unwanted element, their progress out of the main gathering looks like something else entirely.
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 | what = Lord Braeden throws a celebration for the engagement of Devaki and Issedi, and the formal recognition of the exiles. All is not ''entirely'' well with everyone.
 | when = Day 15, Month 11, Turn 28
 | gamedate = 2012.05.25
-| quote =
+| quote = "Believe it or not, ''I'' don't have a problem with Lord Braeden's decision. I just have a problem with you. ''Murderer''."
 | weather =
 | categories = A Lord In Exile, Party
-| mentions =
+| mentions = Aughan, Biriman, Rynien, Tiriana
-| icons = raum.png, iolene.jpg, issedi.jpg, k'del.jpg, madilla.jpg, devaki.jpg, riorde_formal.jpg, brieli red.jpg
+| icons = raum.png, iolene.jpg, issedi.jpg, k'del.jpg, madilla.jpg, devaki.jpg, riorde_formal.jpg, brieli red.jpg, damaris.jpg, rhaelyn.jpg
-| log = High Reaches Hold
+| log = '''High Reaches Hold
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+''Isolated on its westward-jutting peninsula, from the landward side High Reaches Hold appears burrowed deep into the mountain, with only a few shuttered windows overlooking the rows of cotholds that line the river road. Its double courtyards appear designed more for transportation or defense than for welcoming visitors. From the seaward side, the slant of the windows overlooking the fine deep bay attempts to ward off the sea winds, the higher stories evading the less pleasant odors prevalent at low tide.
-Isolated on its westward-jutting peninsula, from the landward side High Reaches Hold appears burrowed deep into the mountain, with only a few shuttered windows overlooking the rows of cotholds that line the river road. Its double courtyards appear designed more for transportation or defense than for welcoming visitors. From the seaward side, the slant of the windows overlooking the fine deep bay attempts to ward off the sea winds, the higher stories evading the less pleasant odors prevalent at low tide.
+''Today, the courtyards are full to overflowing with visitors and locals alike. Most of the stalls have been set up further afield, lining the main road that weaves inwards to the hold, and filling the orchards. The courtyards are bustling too, however, with harpers on call to provide dance music as well as more sedate performances throughout the day and night.
-Today, the courtyards are full to overflowing with visitors and locals alike. Most of the stalls have been set up further afield, lining the main road that weaves inwards to the hold, and filling the orchards. The courtyards are bustling too, however, with harpers on call to provide dance music as well as more sedate performances throughout the day and night.
+''However cold and bleak the Hold's setting may be, inside, its colors of dark blue and tan act as neutrals for the warmer, brighter hues of its llama-wool tapestries and rugs. Below the Hold, oval caverns house lengths of seasoned wood for its shipbuilders, and to its outskirts are several minor Crafthalls including a glass-smith's shop.
-However cold and bleak the Hold's setting may be, inside, its colors of dark blue and tan act as neutrals for the warmer, brighter hues of its llama-wool tapestries and rugs. Below the Hold, oval caverns house lengths of seasoned wood for its shipbuilders, and to its outskirts are several minor Crafthalls including a glass-smith's shop.
+''Though the Hold's main access is by sea, the river road leads to its Weyr and the rest of Pern, while minor roads lead to a few outlying Holds and the distant lighthouse.
-Though the Hold's main access is by sea, the river road leads to its Weyr and the rest of Pern, while minor roads lead to a few outlying Holds and the distant lighthouse.
+''Though overall pleasant, the temperature has dropped just below the freezing mark, enough to allow the lightest sprinkle of snow to fall from the skies.
 Autumn is not an especially ideal time for a celebration up in these northern corners of the continent - but needs must, and High Reaches Hold is nothing if not resourceful. It's still only been a few months since the tragic death of Lord Rynien, but grief has been put aside, today, and the atmosphere is - though occasionally tense - certainly celebratory. The great hall has been turned over to the occasion, with harpers set up to play, and long tables bursting with food. Outside - well, there are bonfires and snowball fights, and big cauldrons of cider and klah, as well as the myriad of stalls that offer wonderful treats and interesting wares to those with the marks to spare.

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 With a wrinkle of her nose, "Mmm. I wouldn't like it, I don't think." Brieli just might stifle a laugh as she approaches with Devaki, giving him the barest nod. As he introduces her to Issedi, she has a smile for the bride-to-be, echoing Riorde - though with more sincerity - "Congratulations. I hope you're enjoying your party - Devaki was just mentioning that they're not really your thing." And yes, let's all see what's happening with the brownrider. She returns her nod, flashing a brief smile.
-''Dragon> To Sforzath, Szadath projects, << Where is she? Give me the image. >>''
+Dragon> To Sforzath, Szadath projects, << Where is she? Give me the image. >>
-''Dragon> So much for niceties-- Szadath is no-nonsense and to the point. After all, there's this very nice green here who would really like to cuddle if his rider would just leave him alone. (Szadath to Sforzath)''
+Dragon> So much for niceties-- Szadath is no-nonsense and to the point. After all, there's this very nice green here who would really like to cuddle if his rider would just leave him alone. (Szadath to Sforzath)
-''Dragon> To Szadath, Sforzath is not in a complying mood. Maybe it's the way he was asked. Maybe it's Riorde. Maybe it's just Sforzath himself, or all three. In any case, there's a long moment of radio silence before he abruptly says, << No. >>''
+Dragon> To Szadath, Sforzath is not in a complying mood. Maybe it's the way he was asked. Maybe it's Riorde. Maybe it's just Sforzath himself, or all three. In any case, there's a long moment of radio silence before he abruptly says, << No. >>
 There's a slight wince from Devaki at the faint emphasis on Riorde's words. "Thank you," he manages to say, with aplomb. He sets both plate and glass down for a moment, and -- perhaps because he glances sidelong and catches Issedi's confusion, or perhaps he just likes to push his luck -- he gathers the brownrider up into a brief hug. "Really good to see you, Ri." And if it's cover for a murmur word or two well, it's quick and quiet enough to avoid notice.
-''Dragon> Balking Szadath? /Sforzath/? The brown's irritation is obvious in the sudden gust of chill wind, and the way his mind voice starts reverberating. << Yes. Where is she. >> (Szadath to Sforzath)''
+Riorde> You sense Devaki's voice is tight with emotion, his voice a bare breath in her ear: "Missed you." The GALL!
-''Dragon> This time the refusal's delivered with a building pressure that bespeaks a warning. The quality of Sforzath's mind intensifies, ashy, acrid. << No. >> (Sforzath to Szadath)''
+Dragon> Balking Szadath? /Sforzath/? The brown's irritation is obvious in the sudden gust of chill wind, and the way his mind voice starts reverberating. << Yes. Where is she. >> (Szadath to Sforzath)
 Taikrin's searching prompts a scowl when she doesn't seem to spot whatever it is she's looking for; the brownrider jostles more roughly than necessary against a pair of party-goers -- who seem to think better of rebuking her after a quick look -- on her way towards a stack of wine barrels set up by one of the tables against the wall.
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 Rhaelyn hesitates, giving the expanding group around Riorde and Issedi with a quick, but hungry look. "I would like to stay, but I admit that I really shouldn't indulge too much this evening. It doesn't mean you can't stay though." She pushes her plate aside as she turns back to Zev, sighing quietly.
-''Dragon> What does Szadath do in the face of building pressure? The same thing all order brothers do to their uncooperative little brothers: he pounces. Mentally. He throws himself into a non-verbal wrestling match, as if to wrest the information right out of his (smaller, younger) brother's mind. (Szadath to Sforzath)''
+Dragon> What does Szadath do in the face of building pressure? The same thing all order brothers do to their uncooperative little brothers: he pounces. Mentally. He throws himself into a non-verbal wrestling match, as if to wrest the information right out of his (smaller, younger) brother's mind. (Szadath to Sforzath)
 Zev shakes his head a bit. "No. I came wuth you so might as well go back to the weyr when you ae read to hed out."
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 Despite the protests of the steward tending the wine, Taikrin boosts herself first onto her knees, and then onto her feet atop the wine barrel. It wobbles ominously, but holds steady long enough for the brownrider to see what it is she wants to see. Still ignoring the man's fluttering protestations, she sets off through the crowd again, this time with stony determination-- and right towards the scene Riorde is about to make.
-''Dragon> To Szadath, Sforzath fights dirty. No -- viciously. There's no quarter given here. When he finally flashes an image to his brother, it's a taunt: the piece of the hall as seen from Riorde's vantage point, over Devaki's shoulder.''
+Dragon> To Szadath, Sforzath fights dirty. No -- viciously. There's no quarter given here. When he finally flashes an image to his brother, it's a taunt: the piece of the hall as seen from Riorde's vantage point, over Devaki's shoulder.
 Even if the situation is uncomfortable, Brieli will continue on, giving Damaris a questioning glance before telling Issedi, "I feel a little badly for you then, with so many on the horizon. Hopefully, it won't be a long engagement." However, Riorde's statement has her struck a little silent herself, blinking between the brownrider and the bride-to-be. Then glancing around the room to gauge it - how might that go over?
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 Zev smiles and offers the same arm he brought the greenrider in on. "Might I escort you back to Amareth then? I'm ready to head home as well."
-''Dragon> Dirty fighting is a way of life for Szadath-- he has no compunctions about throwing his weight around against his brother. That image is snatched at, and then a moment later he taunts back with one from Taikrin's own that partially lines up. << GOT YOU! >> And, because this is all fun and games, he withdraws with what generally passes as a comradely buffet of cold against the younger brown's mind. (Szadath to Sforzath)''
+Dragon> Dirty fighting is a way of life for Szadath-- he has no compunctions about throwing his weight around against his brother. That image is snatched at, and then a moment later he taunts back with one from Taikrin's own that partially lines up. << GOT YOU! >> And, because this is all fun and games, he withdraws with what generally passes as a comradely buffet of cold against the younger brown's mind. (Szadath to Sforzath)
-''Dragon> The smoke cloud that promptly blows back at Szadath might as well be a 'whatever.' (Sforzath to Szadath)''
+Dragon> The smoke cloud that promptly blows back at Szadath might as well be a 'whatever.' (Sforzath to Szadath)
 There's a curious look sent sidelong up towards Riorde, and Damaris frowns a little, reaching to put her hand on the woman's elbow, now and repeating that hopeful look. Tug, tug. Big eyes.