dramatispersonae

You can see the other teams, but there is an invisible barrier preventing you from hearing them. You can assume that they can't hear you, either. There is a hefty serving of sweet wine and liquor (and tea, for you), should you choose it. With a loaf of bread that you can slice. Nimue is in the center of the formation of teams, and when she speaks, you can hear her loud and clear.

"Storytelling has been a tradition of the knights of Camelot for some time. They would tell of the awesome feats of their king, and of their fellow knights... and... they were also prone to exaggeration in some cases."

There appears a small set of cards next to the liquor. You can read them, or you can implicitly understand them if you can't read.

"What feats have the heroes of Aather accomplished, I wonder? And what... exaggerations they may take? Before you, you will find prompts for your tales. You will write one for yourselves, for a set of knights, and for another team. I will select the most inspiring, as will your peers."

She tilts her head. "Ah, perhaps it is bad to encourage grandstanding..."

But before you can ask her, she vanishes.

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That is sad. . .

Oh, but these two...it's THEIR bad day, so they're already companions by that points, aren't they?

[I

hmm]

...They would be, wouldn't they.

[covers her mouth]

Ah, imagine!

Going through your day, deciding to work together. Trying to help the heroes, just give out some quests, protect people from monsters! But nothing goes right. They trip and fall in the mud, they get hit by stray shoe because two people are fighting, get batted around by a monster.

And then it rains!

And they're hurt and wet and miserable and how surely even their linen is in the wash. What can they do for even a bit of an upside?

And Sir Flynn is so polite. He has to offer anything he can to help Sir Ace.

[...setting aside his teacup... to hide his face in his hands :')...]

Oh yes. He is always quite the gentleman, but he can be quite shy.

But his desire to help his fellow knight is more powerful than his shyness.

[TEASIP]

Ah, it would be a truly dashing show!

Oh, and this desperate stranger on a sleepless night...

We thought it might be Nimue. . . come to ask for tea? But that may be a little too scandalous.

[A Persona?]

[That sounds like a lovely subject to play with.]

Oh, no, no. After all, if it was TEA, she wouldn't be desperate. After all, isn't she invited? If she was desperate, it must be something she might not think she could get.