Anybody can feel free to drop in and out of this at any time. This takes place in the 30th of January, 11pm.
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The last three days had been a whirlwind of action for Neela. The crush of bodies at the festival was amazing, the mixture of company, music(much of it her own) and drink melding the festival into a blur of colours and sounds in her mind, though a few memories stuck out.
Rather unusually for the last few days Neela was only mildly tipsy at the moment. Deciding to take a break from the normal hustle Neela had decided to set something special up and had moved a small distance away from the festivities themselves. Despite this she didn't think she was likely to have much trouble finding herself company.
The reason for this lay before herr, a large fire pit that Neela had set up. The fire itself was large and burning merrily and arrayed on three wooden spits arranged over it in a triangle were a large variety of foods. At the moment the lions share of a deer and thirty fish or varying sizes, both sea and river fish that Neela had caught, were cooking merrily over the fire, the smell of the food being blown back towards the festivities likely to attract some attention.
Neela had dug into her stock for this, the drunken collie deciding that a good time was more of a priority than hoarding her newly expanded stockpile or personal belongings. Two snow packed barrels were placed a small distance from the fire. One was filled with more fish to stock the fire and the other was filled with various alcohol, mostly whiskey to match Neela's own personal taste though she had found a few other varieties. Several logs had been dragged around the fire to provide seating and firewood stacked alongside them. All in all it had been a heavy few hours work getting everything set up but Neela felt the end results would be hopefully worth it.
The hostess of this little sub-party was currently humming lightly to herself as she danced idly around the fire, turning the spits every now and them as she did so. So far nobody had turned up but that was understandable; Neela had only just finished putting the food on to cook so it was likely that the scent was only just reaching the main party.
A quick spin brought Neela over to the barrels where she grabbed a whiskey bottle and took a swig before moving on, continuing her circuit of the fire.
