"Cheers!" Tal echoed Alys with a grin and tucked into the meal they'd made together, shoveling some salad onto his plate in between careful sips of the hot, thick, creamy soup. It had turned out pretty darned good if he did say so himself. The soup was heavy and warmed the bones from within, but it was too hot to slurp down quickly yet. It was just as well, since it forced him to eat some of the healthy green stuff while he waited for it to cool to a more manageable temperature.
"Mmm... haven't heard much new," he admitted as he ate, brow furrowing towards a thoughtful scowl. "Just that we're invited t'show up at the Climb for a party, an' t'wear fancy jewelry an' bring food." He shrugged with one shoulder, careful not to spill a drop of the soup from the spoon in his other hand. "Doesn't sound too bad, 'cept for bein' in th'Climb." He made a face but it was brief as the good food quickly settled his mild annoyance at the vagueness of the upcoming party. "Haven't been able to figure out much more 'bout this Dygra, either. But the other gods don't seem too bothered by her, so..." He trailed off phlegmatically and shoveled more food in his mouth. God problems usually became mortal problems eventually, but since they were still recovering from the last War he was just as happy that things were quiet at the moment.
"D'you know what you're gonna wear to it?" Shamelessly fishing for how fancy his friends were dressing up so he didn't go either too dressy or too casual and look like the odd one out!
"Mmm... haven't heard much new," he admitted as he ate, brow furrowing towards a thoughtful scowl. "Just that we're invited t'show up at the Climb for a party, an' t'wear fancy jewelry an' bring food." He shrugged with one shoulder, careful not to spill a drop of the soup from the spoon in his other hand. "Doesn't sound too bad, 'cept for bein' in th'Climb." He made a face but it was brief as the good food quickly settled his mild annoyance at the vagueness of the upcoming party. "Haven't been able to figure out much more 'bout this Dygra, either. But the other gods don't seem too bothered by her, so..." He trailed off phlegmatically and shoveled more food in his mouth. God problems usually became mortal problems eventually, but since they were still recovering from the last War he was just as happy that things were quiet at the moment.
"D'you know what you're gonna wear to it?" Shamelessly fishing for how fancy his friends were dressing up so he didn't go either too dressy or too casual and look like the odd one out!
