Tis Eve's Anew and Castle Catalano is getting ready for a feast.
Many mortals and immortals are invited as well as some other creatures.
The feasting fires are kindled, the barrels of mead and ale are rolled in, the great beasts are groomed and ready.
The smells from the kitchens and fire pits are incredible, wafting through the air in a cacophony of merriment. Ahhhhh, Feasting.

Eve's Anew, a time for friends, family and food. A time of reflection, a time of merriment and mirth. A time of joy, for tonight the lunar calendar resets and a new beginning for all, casts its shadow on the world.

Many are invited, many will come, some will not.

Prince Loughdaugh and Princess Holipona are the first to arrive, followed by Shannees from the lands of Kinay.

Carriage after carriage arrived emptying their passengers at the gates of Castle Catalano, all coming to enjoy the passing of time with family and friends.

Sebastian Fox arrived with his consort for the evening, a lovely lass, clad in crimson red, with a touch of black lace. Pirate boots that shone in the moonlight and an attitude befitting the likes of Fox. Raven black hair floating in the wind, methinks she could best Fox if she tried.

The Bard entered the room, a vision of grandeur and breathtaking beauty. Billowing black lace sleeves, a skirt made of the finest cottons and a bodice of silk.
She takes the Gumbas breath away whenever she enters the room. Huzzah to the Bard.

The food began to come from the fire pits of feasting, the great beasts are excited for when their is feasting their is spillage of grillage. Woo Hoo.

As the evening progressed, much libation was being consumed and many tales were being told, reflections of friends missed and of times gone by and times yet to come.

Many stories to tell, some may never be written, just remembered, but they exist.
Tales to tell, one at a time.

Huzzah eves anew.

So Sayeth the Great White Sage of the Northron Regions