It doesn't have to make sense. This is a dream, obviously, and I am the master of my own mind. This occasion is somewhat similar to our festivities on the equinox.
[He closes his eyes]
That is not a castle, it is Tamlin's manor.
[Opens them. Frowns.]
Fine. Tamlin is playing the fiddle in the band. Obviously. Come with me.
[he turns on his heel, heading towards the music] ((OOC: wanna dance? maybe to upbeat? or just follow him to see that the fiddle player is not in fact tamlin?))
he is so stupid, your honor
[He closes his eyes]
That is not a castle, it is Tamlin's manor.
[Opens them. Frowns.]
Fine. Tamlin is playing the fiddle in the band. Obviously. Come with me.
[he turns on his heel, heading towards the music]
((OOC: wanna dance? maybe to upbeat? or just follow him to see that the fiddle player is not in fact tamlin?))