Let the Festivities Begin

Having come for the tournament, of course Scylla was going to attend the feast that came along with it. The tiny girl walked with the confidence of a giant as she entered the common area where the tent was set up. The little fae's long tail was in fishtail plaits and she had her glowing rabbits foot on a leather strap around her neck. Albion and Cerberus would be along shortly, but for now, she moved alone.

Heading up to the hosts, the slate and snow girl cast a side-eye glare at Saracyn before bestowing a sweet smile upon the giant strawberries parents. "Scylla Tiberia Klein of Fenmyre. Thank you for having my brothers and I." She wasn't always a heathen. Scylla could act quite proper when she needed to. Proper, yes... but there was no way to hide the weird. The girl's bush dog came forward hauling a tiny cart with two hide wrapped items on it. "Saracyn's is wrapped in the pig skin. Ava's is wrapped in the leopard skin." Hidden within the packages were some of Scylla's creations. Sara's was taxidermy of a snake attacking a bird in flight and Ava's was a bird attacking a snake. The main different was that Sara's snake had the head of a weasel, since he was one. She'd worked hard on them and if they didn't like them, she didn't want to hear it.

With a nod, the girl moved away, eyeing the feast that had been laid out for the guests. As she perused the food, she kept one eye on Ava and Sara just in case they opened the gifts now.

"Scylla Klein"