It is good to see a man revel in the fine feast Edain has prepared tonight. As always at Brigid's Bruidean, there are three meats roasting and the best stocks of mead and ale, including rare heather mead from Pictland. I bring out a special flask in honor of the druid, pour bowls for us both, and raise it to drink to his health.

"May the wind be ever your back and the sunshine on your shoulders. 'Tis an honour to have you in the house this evening! Will you be staying the night?"