[Braska's taking a break. He's been rather active for the majority of the celebration, out in the thick of it, and, well. It's nice to stop and take a breath.
Which is how he's come to find himself standing at a window next to Lindir's. Braska glances over at his accidental neighbor, looking a bit worn out, but still smiling.]
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Which is how he's come to find himself standing at a window next to Lindir's. Braska glances over at his accidental neighbor, looking a bit worn out, but still smiling.]
Good evening, [he offers in greeting.]