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{Conveniently close to the bar, a circle of marble floor has appeared, with several pillowed couches arranged around a point, though what that point is hasn't be brought with him. The couches are generally meant for two people, but Rider is such a huge guy that he takes up the whole thing. There's a large vase full of wine towards the center of the circle, and several pitchers around it. Well-read members of the plane would recognize the set-up as a Symposium.

Rider holds up his kylix, speaking to anyone that may be on the Plane}

Libations have been offered, and a hymn sung for the green shoot Demeter, and now I am ready to drink! But what is a Symposium when you drink alone? I have brought the finest wine in Brucheum.

Today we speak of tales of life and tales of death! I have fought my battle in the War and lost it honorably, but the Plane did not let me go! But now I have returned to the Throne of Heroes, with my own Alexandria taking place of the void.

So come, come, my friends, and drink! There is enough wine for everyone! Hou, and I imagine some of you will find Greek wine a bit stronger than you expect!