"Alright," Delta nods with a smile. "I shall await your presence, and that of your esteemed judges."
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Sure enough, he finds himself preparing the space just before the agreed upon time. A meal has been sent to their rooms, prepared with the help of the lesser chef they had brought from home. Delta thought it only right to offer the judges a taste of the cuisine of home while welcoming them. He even sets out a warmed pitcher of spiced wine, hot and lovely to be seasoned one last time with an ice cube made of more of the wine, frozen by magic and all the better to chill to the right degree without watering the mixture.
As for Delta himself, he sets aside the heavier robes he had been wearing before. When it comes down to it, the cloth is not nearly comfortable for the situation, and at this point he's finally had a tailor finish adding pockets such as he desires to the interior sleeves of a far lighter set of sage robes. Why the thing needs to be so billowy and slightly cut open on the front he does not know. The whole thing makes him a feel a bit mindful of himself, shy even. Fashion here is weird... Well, he'll give them credit for the absolute delight that is the sandals made here with thongs that lace all the way up to the knee, but for little beyond that.
And with it all ready, Delta waits in a chair with his eyes closed, meditating upon his magic to help it fight the anxiety in his mind.
Absolutely. Allow me to wave a magic wand.
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Sure enough, he finds himself preparing the space just before the agreed upon time. A meal has been sent to their rooms, prepared with the help of the lesser chef they had brought from home. Delta thought it only right to offer the judges a taste of the cuisine of home while welcoming them. He even sets out a warmed pitcher of spiced wine, hot and lovely to be seasoned one last time with an ice cube made of more of the wine, frozen by magic and all the better to chill to the right degree without watering the mixture.
As for Delta himself, he sets aside the heavier robes he had been wearing before. When it comes down to it, the cloth is not nearly comfortable for the situation, and at this point he's finally had a tailor finish adding pockets such as he desires to the interior sleeves of a far lighter set of sage robes. Why the thing needs to be so billowy and slightly cut open on the front he does not know. The whole thing makes him a feel a bit mindful of himself, shy even. Fashion here is weird... Well, he'll give them credit for the absolute delight that is the sandals made here with thongs that lace all the way up to the knee, but for little beyond that.
And with it all ready, Delta waits in a chair with his eyes closed, meditating upon his magic to help it fight the anxiety in his mind.