[SWE] The Feast of Bells - 318PC

"Alright, but why didn't we think of something like this?" Ronin wants to know, his voice pitched in a soft whisper as he heads into the feast with his arm wound around Remi as if to keep the Bastion glued against him. "Food, dancing, a bonfire, food... this is exactly our kind of party." Grinning and pressing a kiss (or five) against Remi's curls, the Knight peels himself away if only so he might be able to set down their own offering; some artisan loaves of bread with flavoured butters (including roasted red pepper, paprika and cinnamon). He doesn't return either, instead beckoning his husband to come and join him at one of the various tables piled high with food. "I'm grabbing a spare basket before we leave so we can put all the leftovers in it. We could eat this all through Longnight," he whispers. In the meantime he's grabbed a bowl to fill with some sort of chowder and a sprinkling of crunchy croutons. It's the first of what is sure to be many courses, if it's up to him. Ronin (& Remi) bring artisanal breads and flavoured butter! RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.