Day 3 - Dec 13 through 16

[GhostWolfe]

The day dawns pleasant and warm, though overcast. This is probably a blessing, as the day marks the first of the Tourney Displays. The cloud cover breaks up over the course of the day, but does not entirely blow away.

With the festival guests in attendance, all purchases cost an additional 10%
Purchases made from the Merchant Stalls in the Keep cost an additional, compounded 10%

Partly sunny, with moderate cloud cover.
Low: 20℃ / 68℉
High: 27℃ / 81℉

Unrest:
-0.7 Things remain calm.

Activities:
Early Afternoon, Tourney, Event Grounds
Early Night, Interaction, Grassfield Keep

Gossip:
“Oh, my head. Did anyone make it out of that feast intact?”
“I saw one of the twins sneaking off with that hunter last night.”
“Which twin?”
“I don’t know, I wonder if he did.”

“I heard that Elwood got rather close to his wife’s cousin while in the Stormland.”
“Close, eh? Nothing wrong with that.”
“No, ‘close’ close, if you know what I mean.”

“Did you see that northerner woman at the hunt? She put half the men there to shame.”
“I wouldn’t want to be on the wrong side of her, no thank you.”

“That bastard hunter--”
“Terrance.”
“What?”
“Terrance, he has a name.”
“Oh. I’ve lost my train of thought now.”

“I think the dresses at the welcoming feast are my favourite part of the festival.”
“Like the embroidered feather dress the Targaryen girl wore? That was stunning.”
“You probably shouldn’t say that name so loud, she’s not really one of… them.”

“Ser Harben’s been keeping his distance from Lady Lysa since the start of the Festival. You know what that means, right?”
“He’s been making more than eyes at her, that’s for sure.”

“Aren’t maesters suppose to be chaste or something?”
“That wasn’t stopping him last night.”
“I’d kiss that blonde fellow to get a taste of that maester’s lips.”