[SWE] The Feast of Bells - 318PC

Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.

Per her usual flare for dramatics, Thal arrived late to the party, bundled tightly in her thick leathers and cloak that accentuated her figure. Unlike usual, her cloak was a deep blue that resembled the depths of the ocean, silver embroidery giving the impression of waves along the edge of the fabric. It brought out the bright blue of her eyes, framed by the cascading darkness of her hair, fluttering behind her as she glided through the crowd. The bloodied glotter carcass dangled from her fingers, but she didn't pay any mind to stray glances, confidently dropping it onto the table full of food options. 

Divulged of her contribution, Thal scanned the crowd for familiar faces. Plenty of people stood out, including a silver-haired Mer King perusing the table next to her. She gave Hadama a softer smile than most would see as she floated to his side. Her hum was sweet and melodic as she said, "Hmm. I think you missed that one." Her delicate finger pointed to a strange blob that looked like it was supposed to be a cookie. 

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Thalassa brings seared glotter for the Ancients to enjoy.

Thalassa