Voice/Audio; Anonymous (mild language warning)

[angel_of_death]

It feels like I can barely walk five steps in Celliwig before someone tosses confetti over my head.

[There is a soft sound in the foreground just behind Walter's androgynous voice, fingers gingerly picking through strands to remove the offending substance from his hair.]

His Majesty was gravely wounded, yet they still insist on giving us some kind of hero's treatment. I went to the ceremony and all for the sake of Camelot staying on good terms with Celliwig, but this charade they insist on putting on... it's a goddamned nuisance.

[And every time they do it -- every cheer or offer for a free meal, it's like rubbing salt in an already aggravated wound.]

If something happens in Celliwig that requires my attention, just... put the word out on the network here, and I'll get to it.