Grant and Rolen see the figure who-might-have-been-Marié entering the winery villa with the unknown woman. And as they rush to catch up, they are intercepted by a pair of dogs who rose from the ground at their approach.
Having been roused several times now, and perhaps sensing the urgency and excitement of the two, the dogs appear a little more determined to protect their home. They continue to growl and bark, unwilling to give ground, but also not coming at the two unless they try to just run around them.
...
As Marabi shouts about the possibility of impending violence and goes to move the woman slouched against the wall, the few people pounding out the sloppy rhythm - using their hands, a horse-collar with bells, and wooden serving spoons - stop.
The dancers gradually begin to cease their tragic cavorting, and the eyes of every conscious reveler - perhaps a dozen or more - turn to take in Marabi and Enise. A few of those people begin to weep and one just vomits upon the floor.
The last thread of the music - a set of wood-pipes played by an elf, slouched on a hay bale against the wall - trails off and the musician sits up blinking uncomprehendingly, looking to the two.
Four wedding guests, just as exhausted and disheveled looking as anyone, begin to take slow, cautious steps toward Marié.
"...
dance...", one of them whispers hoarsely at first - dangerously.
"
Dance!", another shouts.
"
D-dance-ance dance... DANCE!...", a chorus of voices start saying in progressively louder agreement.
The pipe-player stands, you can see now that his clothes are not dirty or disheveled like the others, and he asks angrily and dramatically, his use of the common tongue is odd... archaic, "
Why hast thou disturbed our merry revel, interlopers!? And with such a dearth of decorum??"
OOC:
If you persist in trying to move the woman, or want to make any moves toward anyone else, let's roll initiative :)
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The lass appeared to be taking Marié in the direction of Marabi's voice and the music, but as the tabaxi moves to separate herself from the half-elven girl, she shouts, "
Hey! You can't just barge in there! You'll scare them!"
Marié has just exited the winery villa courtyard, and sees the out-building with various figures in it - now mostly still as death for the moment - perhaps 80' away. But suddenly and rather inexplicably, brambled weeds and vines sprout from the ground around and before her! They snag at her feet and clothes, threatening to immobilize her!
OOC:
Strength save, rune! DC13
