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[Sirus]

: "Well, I was thinking of having a more traditional ceremony after this final battle. Mannan already said he would write a letter allowing us to use a nearby chapel for that purpose, and I'd like as many friends as possible to be there."

He put a hand on Chris' shoulder.

: "This is where you come in, if you're interested. I don't think either of us expected it at first, but you've become my best friend in this bunch. How would you like to be my best man as well?"

[SeriousConcentrate]

Chris blinked. Gregor had caught him off guard twice in as many minutes.

"I..."

"It would be an honor. I would be more than happy, Gregor. Although of course, you know that this means that should Forsaken customs include a best man, you're expected to return the favor, right?"

The assassin smiled.

"What you said, about being best friends... that goes both ways. And I'm damn happy that one of the first friends I ever made was a guy like you. Charlotte's a lucky woman; I know you'll take great care of her."

[freeformschooler]

@Christogreg von Hexshields

Charlotte ran downstairs. Gregor and Chris both felt a hand on their backs.

: "Oh, by the way, Gregor! We're married now, so all our financial assets are shared. That's how this works, right? Really, though, what I mean is: weren't we all going to do a little last minute shopping before our big day? If you'd like, I'll take the gold Mannan gave you and run off to get some supplies while you and Chris relax."

[Xanmyral]

Sal had kept his peace while the two talked, seeing no reason to butt in between the two friends--not yet at least. His smile did widen at hearing that Gregor got engaged, and married even, while he was here. By now the wyvern knight was sitting.

"Great an' glory, tha'.  Oi was jus' thinkin' tha' we get 'em all 'ere ah drink on us, an' ah toast ta happy toimes ahead, but Oi'm thinkin' now we moight need us somethin' more. Yah don' get married tha' often, yah know?"

The man greeted Charlotte's entrance. "Ah, 'ere's the lady o' the hour."

[freeformschooler]

: "Hi, Sal! Did Gregor or Chris already ask you about coming along to the...?"

[Praefectus Screptum]

"Hmmh.. no signal of Riven yet. I guess I should use this time to finish the mask."

[Xanmyral]

"The weddin'? Nah, 'ey hadn' much toime ta ask much o' anyone, much less give the good word out. Less yer askin' 'bout goin' ta thrash this Prixi, in which yah can probably roight guess mah answer. Ain' gonna shy 'way from helpin' friends in need 'cause o' bad chances."

[Powder Miner]

Alexander slowly follows the tide and joins everyone else in the bar, not yet knowing the good news, hanging the talisman around his neck as he did so.

[Sirus]

@ Chris

: "All you have to do is ask and I'll be there, friend. You know, Ami's a lucky woman as well."

@ Charlotte

: "Well, sure. What do you have in mind to get?" He handed over his bag of gold as he spoke. "And Sal, of course you're welcome to the wedding. I know we don't talk much, but you are a member of the team and we've been through a lot together."

[SeriousConcentrate]

"I think maybe it's more I'm a lucky man on this one, Greg, but thanks."

Chris turned to Salvatore.

"That goes for mine, too. And, of course, party organization. We can count on you for it, right?"

[Powder Miner]

:"Whoa, wedding? Who's getting married?"

[SeriousConcentrate]

"You mean, 'who already has'?"

Chris pointed a thumb at Gregor.

"This guy made a Mrs. Von Hexham out of Charlotte upstairs while we were down here."

[Powder Miner]

:"Well. Whoa! I didn't expect that! Mostly. Anyway, that's great!"

[Sirus]

: "Thanks, Alex. It was a little spur of the moment, so there wasn't time to get anyone down here to witness it. We'll be having a proper ceremony after Prixima's in the ground though, and everyone's invited."

[SeriousConcentrate]

"I hope you're not planning on skipping that. We need you to stand around and look impressive, if nothing else."

Chris's tone was quite cheeky; one might even say insolent, but he meant well.