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 Uaithne Cináed Fearghal Orvar 

Uaithne glanced up from his plate as Cassandra took a seat by him and asked about his readiness for the coming trial. He quickly swallowed and then gestured with his hands to the plate before him as he responded to a question she hadn't asked.

"Well, I am not quite done with my fifth plate; but I sincerely appreciate you troubling yourself to bring me my sixth. I should be ready for it shortly. You look good today, by the way."

An impish grin stretched his face as his green eyes danced with joy and excitement. Was he ready for tonight? As ready as he could be, as was everyone else at the table. But until then, it was time to enjoy the food and have some fun; so he added a wink for good measure. Uaithne then retuned to devouring his plate of BBQ, venison kebabs, mac & cheese, taters mashed and drowning in gravy... And the crumbs of some already consumed delights. 

"Mmm, oh..."  Uaithne paused to wash his food down with more tea then proceeded to question Cassandra. "Which is your favorite so far, dish I mean?" he asked, his face eager and... surprisingly earnest. He was usually more reserved, but then Cassandra was usually more... gloomy? Eh, close enough. Today was special, in more ways than one. And Uaithne intended to enjoy every second of it.

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 Uaithne Cináed Fearghal Orvar 

Uaithne sat quietly at his place, eyes closed, ears very much open as he listened to the gathering witches slowly gathering around him. Throughout the day he frequently visited the food table, eating far more than most witches twice his size. It was exquisite food, how could he not gorge himself today? As for his drink, he appropriated an entire pitcher of sweet tea for himself. And though it never ran empty... It was never full either. For now he sat savoring the mingling sounds of gathering friends and family. 

His mother and great aunt Brigid had wished him well the night before. Uaithne wore a drab olive utility vest over a plain warm brown shirt. The shirt was tucked into woodland camo canvas utility pants, worn with a woven black paracord belt. The pants went down to his ankles and covered most of his shin-high hiking boots, with water-resistant leather and steel toes. His favorite pair in fact. His hair, brown and slightly wavy, was worn long and pulled back into a small tail at the base of his skull. His green piercing eyes, remained closed for the moment, but had spent most of the day darting about as if trying to see everything all at once and shining with excitement. Tonight, he would become a witch. Uaithne smiled slightly, as he thought about what was to come.

Uaithne didn't chat much, only speaking if he had too. But that is normal for him. He heard others sit at the table, but no one called his name so he guzzled some more tea, and contemplated acquiring a fifth plate... He heard Kota clearly calling out to Calypso, so those two had arrived. He imagined Kota already looked a bit worse for wear... In a good way. She usually did. Calypso probably looked nice... She was a kind soul, perhaps a bit too kind for own good. The two together were often a bundle of laughs, both being of generally good cheer.

Uaithne's fingers played with a small knife. It remained sheathed, and was of a simple yet sturdy make. It was obviously well used... He let his mind wander as his fingers turned the blade over and over in his hands. What had it been like for Dad? He hadn't thought to ask last night... Oh well. He was determined to make his family proud. He'd made lots of preparations for tonight. Part of him couldn't wait for the sun to set... He opened his eyes to check it's progress... Not far enough, just an hour past it's zenith... He sighed and rose, putting the blade back in its pocket, as he went to grab his fifth plate of the day, stacking the food high. 

"Today is a good day." he said to himself, smiling.

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