[closed] you cannot have me, I own myself

[eolasemah]

WHO: Sina, Nari, Beleth, Korrin, Araceli, Thranduil, others as specified in Notes
WHAT: The bonding ceremony of the Firsts of Clans Dahlasanor and Ashara (Siuona and Sorrellean, respectively)
WHEN: mid-Bloomingtide
WHERE: the Planasene Forest
NOTES: Usually only Dalish would be allowed, but amnesty is being granted to close, trusted friends of the bride, including outclan Ashara and Sabrae, should they choose to accept it. Upon the insistence of Clan Dahlasanor, unaffiliated city elves will also be welcomed as long as they aren't disruptive. (OOC note: if you're unsure and your dude wants to go, PM me)

The day starts out rainy and grey, never a promising sight for an outdoor ceremony. But the Dalish do most things outside, and everyone will likely be too busy partying to care about it after the bonding ritual itself, so the festivities are set to begin right on schedule.

A clearing has been chosen by Keeper Thalia of Clan Dahlasanor, and the words are to be spoken right at the edge of the forest, under the shelter of trees but still fully incorporating the flowers of the field. This is a place of some significance to Sina's clan, a symbol of their flight from the plains to the forest, and of their new, strengthening relationship to Clan Ashara.

The clearing and surrounding forest are otherwise littered with aravels and tents, a gathering of clans
one of which eagerly anticipates their joining. Keeper Thalia, an active participant in preparations,
has made it clear that she will be officiating the ceremony alongside Deheune; Dahlasanor is being welcomed, not absorbed.

Sina has been quietly nervous for the entirety of the journey from Kirkwall, but as is her tendency, she comports herself with poise and says little on the upcoming nuptials. She's not unhappy. It's her duty, she's proud to do it, and more than anything she's intensely excited to see her clan again.

And let's be real, the party afterward is going to be a rager.

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[gatheringstorm]

[Any concerns Korrin has about the party not living up to its name are soon banished. The raucous celebration is something to rival even the Tal-Vashoth bashes she's attended in times past. (Well, maraas-lok aside. It's better for all involved that she didn't bring any.) It doesn't take much for the Vashoth woman to get involved, dancing and drinking with whoever wants to join her. Wallflowers get extra attention and encouragement, at least if she knows them and they're comfortable with it. Unless their hooch is unusually strong to qunari levels, she'll remain lucid enough not to accidentally bruise smaller folk. In fact, if some need her as transport, Korrin will readily offer to ensure that those enjoying themselves at least wake up to the inevitable hangover somewhere comfortable.]

[writteninblood]

[Sorrel has sense enough not to involve himself in drink or dancing enough-- it's not the party he wants to keep up with, after all, only Sina. But he does have a cup of something that had its start in honey and is now much more entertaining than any product rendered purely from bees.

And he'll tip it with mock-solemnity at Korrin, from across the room. Takes guts to come to a Dalish celebration, when you're not even elven. Takes more than just that, to do it when you can't really pass for subtle, nor creep away, not be missed. He can respect that.]