Open (early week 2)

[wickedestwitch]

So. Two things, good news and a serious question.

Good news first; Drizzt is out of jail and safely with his father and I. Nobody got injured and it all went pretty well all said and done.

And the serious question:

[Wait for it.]

....does anybody know how to perform a wedding?


Next week. Ish. Or sooner?

Comments

[naturaltwohands]

I can see why it would bother you now.

[She is also adorable so it's hard to be completely upset for long. Besides, she understands. He still can't help but gripe a bit to a sympathetic voice.]

I was not again considered as a child instead of an adult, like I am customarily considered, until this Jaunt, when Father reminded me that in the eyes of our people, and indeed in the eyes of all elves, I am still seen as such. The current youth of my form just makes the distinction easier for others outside of our race to notice.

[happyhalloween]

I've never been considered an adult. Even at the Expo I only got as big as a high school kid.

[naturaltwohands]

[Even with his griping, Drizzt is listening keenly to her side of it. He's not sure how old someone is in high school, but he can assume it's the age of an older human child. At least he doesn't try to sell her about the benefits of staying a child, knowing far better than to do that.]

Your lot is more difficult than mine. At least I will be considered an adult sometime in my second century of life. Tell me, do you wish to grow up?

[happyhalloween]

[There's a long moment.]

Yes. At least as big as Beatrice. She's a thousand years, but her body's nineteen.

[naturaltwohands]

And there is no way to allow you to age?

[Drizzt has to feel sorry for the girl. Truly.]

[happyhalloween]

... not that I know of.

[naturaltwohands]

Then if I find something that may help, I will let you know immediately.