Sam
Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
From his vantage point, Sam watched the festival below, quite enjoying the chance to enjoy the atmosphere and music without being forced into social matters. He was especially glad of his invisibility once he saw Sunjata, having made very sure to avoid the man so far when he had seen him in town.
Eventually, he decided to give his gifts and leave - he knew he was risking something every moment he stayed in the Greatwood, though he could have sworn he saw Amun and Wessex there, if only for a second; they were bolder than him, it seemed. Sam climbed down from his tree and saw at the outskirts of the party there was Loren; he looked down at the dried flower bundle in his hands. They had originally been labelled for various people, but the Launceleyn had done more for him recently than many of them and he was finding him to be a good companion.
Slowly he approached, the only sign of his coming the crunch of leaves under invisible feet, then stopped by Loren's side, gently touching the back of his hand and whispering by his ear: "Loren, it's Sam. I can't show myself -- but this is for you." With that said he pressed the dried flower bundle tied by the ribbon into the Summoner's hand, hoping he would like the gesture if nothing else.
