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Salutations are in order, my friend. Sorry if my method of communication is a bit, well… unorthodox. I have been granted special powers from Caedyn Cailean’s petty drinking game and had cursed me to have a wolf muzzle and be permanently deafened, but I can read lips. However, there are at least some benefits to this curse.

Astarotte erases the writing on the board, and then continues writing.

Anyway, as you can see from my wonderful garb, I have attended a wedding that involved the Blakros family yesterday. It was so much fun; however, I am not much one for such formalities due to my demonic appearance. I was afraid that people might look the other way! Due to my ties to the Chiliaxian Faction and being a Pathfinder, I was able to obtain such an invitation to such a formal event well in advance.

Astarotte erases the writing on the board, again. Then, with a flick of her wrists, Astarotte’s formal attire changed to something more appropriate for a barbaric Tiefling would wear. She then continues the conversation using the chalkboard and chalk.

Ah, much better, wouldn’t you think so my friend?

As I was saying, the wedding! Oh, what fun it was!

Just then, she notices Sheila’s attire and smiles.

Oh! It seems you have attended the ceremony as well. I bet it was as much fun for a hearing person such as you. During the ceremony, I was able to see what was going on between the bride and groom, despite my ability to hear. One of the fellow Pathfinders whom attended with me nudged me on my ass and forced to make me stand up and look around because someone had spoken out behind us. I just simply intimidated him out of the ceremony.

Yet again, Astarotte erases the board and continues writing.

During the reception, I was actually quite surprised to see one handsome-looking male wanting to dance with me. He simply offered the gesture and I nodded. There was also plenty of food! I managed save quite a bit for the trip home.

Astarotte then pulls out some mashed food in a box from her sack and offers some to Sheila. Sheila refused, and she just simply shrugged and placed it back from whence it came.

Oh well, your loss…

Astarotte giggles as she erases the text from the chalkboard and still continues writing.

Also, during the reception, I managed to gain some favor towards Commander Rubaani Shafar. How I gained that favor was a bit unusual for someone in noble’s clothing would be. I wanted to test my own strength against his in an arm wrestling match. I managed to break his wrist due to my brute strength as a barbarian before being cursed! I did heal him afterwards with a very sincere apology.

She then blushes like a ripe tomato on a vine in embarrassment, then continues the conversation on the chalkboard by erasing the previous text.

Oh! I also managed to catch the wife’s bouquet!

We found her and brought her back alive (thankfully due to some very charismatic Pathfinders) and managed to get favor towards the hostess, Hamaria Blakros.

Astarotte smiles as she erases the text on the chalkboard yet again.

Unfortunately, on the way back to the reception area, the hunting dog had managed to eat the bouquet I had caught. When we came back, there was a small brawl. So, what did you do at the wedding yesterday while I was out looking for the wife during the reception?

She looks at Sheila attentively even though she can’t hear. Astarotte smiles when Sheila finished her story. She then, for the last time, erases the chalkboard and then writes:

Oh well… Maybe if I get invited to another wedding, I’ll try to get one for you in remembrance of our delightful, but brief arrangement we have together. Until then, there are other places waiting for me to visit with the fellow Pathfinders.

Merry meet, merry part, and merry meet again.

Astarotte puts her chalkboard and chalk into her sack. She then gives a hug to Venture-Captain Sheila Heidmarch and possibly a Wet Willy into her ear. She giggles as she walks away from Sheila. She then sees Paracountess Zarta Dralneen walking with the hostess from the wedding she attended.

Astarotte runs over to Paracountess Zarta Dralneen and receives an envelope containing her next assignment with the Pathfinders. She smiles as she puts the envelope into her sack. She then continues her way, giggling.