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When the party has been going on for a few hours but no one has left yet, everyone is called into the main room. (The dragons will have a sufficient view if they prefer to perch at the outer doors.)
Angela has worked out a ceremony that will satisfy the involved parties, a reworking of standard Samarian traditions with some revised wording and adjustments for the fact that the groom inhabits two bodies. This ceremony, unlike the elven one, doesn't involve any jewelry.
And then Sarion and her beloved are married. Again.
small_magics
"Because I was trying to get away from somebody who was giving me a hard time about being naked and ran right into somebody whose first word to me was 'Naked!' without any time in between to calm down about the last guy," he says. "It's not fair to you, I know, I'm sorry."
He covers his face with his hands and says, reasonably clearly despite the muffling, "Because I am a nymph and nymphs don't wear clothes and wearing clothes makes me feel really weird and bad except in very special circumstances, so Jellybean made me this magical censor bar, but judging from my experience at this party a magical censor bar is definitely not enough."
inherpiety
"I didn't know about you in advance, maybe there should be, I don't know, signs, warnings somehow?"
"Maybe," he sighs. "I don't have the first clue what kind of signs to put up or where, though. I already have a nametag but it hasn't helped so far."
inherpiety
Keziah peeps tentatively over her wing to read his nametag.
"It's really much less conspicuous than the thing it's warning about," she says.
"It's really much less conspicuous than the thing it's warning about," she says.
inherpiety
"Anyway, I kind of need the water room." She starts to continue in the direction she was going, still shielding herself from excess naked Joker with her wing.
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