Stiffling a yawn a figure emerged from t
he shadows of the corner of the room a sound of sorts following him as he went. His steps were not silent and gave him away easily as they were that of horses hooves.
Clip. Clop. Clip. Clop.
His face was concealed by mask, though his smile was not.
"Greetings.", he called out cheerfully as he looked over those in attendance but his smile faltered as he noted the goblin sorceress, Giselle. He looked aside scrathing his cheek a flush to his cheeks of lighter ashen gray. "You all look so beautiful...Surely hearts will be broken and smitten."
He turned back to them as he fiddled nervously with his sleeves only to flourish a chain of colored scarves. Then stuffing them into his hand he flung the wad into the air which turned to butterflies and flitt
ered about. He grinned to the girls
"By the by...Might I ask where the ever so broding sunshine Brom is? I
wonder if perhaps my latest prank came to fruition or not. But perhaps we will see."
The centaur shrugged and crossed his arms with a chuckle.