Clive Rosfield
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The ale hall of the Bennumere hideaway is cast in a soft orange glow, as the sun sets on a wonderful day. There's an exciteable rabble amongst the residents, as the Orchestrion plays soft romantic melodies, and the ale flows freely in celebration of the union of Clive and his new beloved.
Clive sits at the large table at the end of the hall, his hand resting over the hand of his beloved as he watches over the celebrations. "You look amazing, my love." he compliments, speaking in a hushed tone.