A night to remember

Alexiuzer

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On a lively evening in Norbüren, a spirited messenger named Eren, dashed through the cobblestone streets. At nineteen, he exuded a determined air, clutching a parchment close to his chest. His path was set: he aimed to spread the word in the bustling city of Adelsburgh.


In the vibrant square near the marketplace, where vendors hawked their goods and laughter filled the air, the same messenger who had previously announced the tavern brawl of Norbüren stood poised to deliver his message. With a confident voice, he called out to the passersby, “Good folk of Adelsburgh! Gather 'round and hear me out! In weeks to come, amidst the heart of Norbüren, two grand events shall unfold!”

His words captured the attention of a merry group emerging from a nearby tavern. Undeterred, Eren continued, "First up, we have Brita van Leuveren's grand ball, promising all the glitter and glamour one could desire. But for those with a taste for real fun, behold! The tavern night awaits, offering hearty laughter and genuine fun within the warm walls of Norbüren Tavern!”

A ripple of laughter spread through the crowd as Eren playfully jabbed at Brita's lavish festival. With a wink, he added, “Why bother with stuffy formality when you can kick back and enjoy a good time without all the airs and graces?”

Before the group could respond, Eren's voice rang out, “So mark your calendars, friends! Choose authenticity over extravagance! Join us at Norbüren Tavern for a night of revelry that's sure to leave a lasting impression! The barkeep has promised the first three rounds to be paid on the house!”
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As Eren finished his proclamation, the vibrant city of Adelsburgh seemed to pulse with anticipation. The atmosphere crackled with the promise of lively nights and jovial gatherings. With the announcement still fresh in the air, the next day dawned with whispers and excitement, as the townsfolk eagerly anticipated the events soon to unfold. The streets buzzed with anticipation, beckoning all who sought genuine connection amidst the forthcoming festivities.


In Norbüren, where the tavern night will be hosted, everyone was thrilled. From regulars at the local tavern to the town's respected folks, everyone was counting down the days. In Adelsburgh, where people come from all over, news of the tavern night spread fast. In the cozy streets and friendly taverns, folks talked excitedly about the chance to hang out and have fun together.

As the days went by, everyone got more and more excited. Whether it was the fancy ball or the cozy tavern night, everyone was eager for a good time.

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OOC:
Friday 1st of March
7pm GMT
 
The news reached Jezebel as she was in the midst of painting upon a canvas taller than her. The thought of Norbüren tavern and its barkeep brought a smile to her features. "Perhaps I'll bring one along... Let Etienne offer it as a prize for a drinking contest or some such." She muttered softly, her eyes drifting over to the drying pieces lining the walls. Her attention lingered for a few moments on one- before she tucked away the notion for later and returned her focus to the painting at hand.
 
"A Night to Remember.." Bartosz, the Tzyrnowski Kronfurst repeated as he was dealt the missive from the oh so familiar Maester, his eyes scanned upon the parchment as he hummed in silence thought, thinking to himself as a smirk soon appeared upon his features as his eyes droned away from his desk and onto the shimmering lights of the town. "Well.. a lord must present himself to his subjects, it is only right after all."
 
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