Moglin, apparently, despite his insistence that this was the Paladin Guild Hall, decided he was better off staying with Nunnally on the sidelines. Brigitte began wading into the crowd, doing her best to minimize the number of collisions-before eventually finding her way to the refreshments table.
Emerging a few minutes later, she held two glasses of a dark red liquid-it was definitely designed to look like blood, but it was actually rather sweet. "Well, it apparently isn't the Paladin Hall-but the people are surprisingly nice for Dark Knights."
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Moglin, apparently, despite his insistence that this was the Paladin Guild Hall, decided he was better off staying with Nunnally on the sidelines. Brigitte began wading into the crowd, doing her best to minimize the number of collisions-before eventually finding her way to the refreshments table.
Emerging a few minutes later, she held two glasses of a dark red liquid-it was definitely designed to look like blood, but it was actually rather sweet. "Well, it apparently isn't the Paladin Hall-but the people are surprisingly nice for Dark Knights."