"Only a fool would refuse the hospitality of a lauded company as yours, my noble friend Fion. And please, just call me Hulwen. I would hate for my head to get any bigger, it would knock off my balance!" Hulwen replies, with a bright smile and good cheer. He moves in to join the festivities with gusto, drinking and eating his fill, enjoying himself until he finds a quiet moment with a tankered with Fion.

"I got... got a favor to ask you, Fion. I need to find my old master, Vissna. Is t'do with m'duties. T'whole title thing. Comes wi' a mission. Fr'm the Queen herself!" he says, words slightly slurred as the wine gets to him. "D'you know where she is?"