Curufin is here, but he hasn't dressed himself in full Elvish feast regalia. His dress-up colors are normally black, dark blue, and occasionally red, and he's not feeling up to darkness and intensity today. Nor does he want to wear that fabulous ball costume that Yukari made for him last year. Instead, he's dressed in pressed jeans, black boots, and a light blue button-down shirt. Of course, this sorts a bit oddly with his long black partially braided hair, and the otherworldly aura is present as always. He looks like something out of a faery tale or a Viking saga, humorously deciding to be contemporary for once.

He's carrying a cup of fine Elvish wine.

He responds to Kelson's query: "It's not usual at all. They usually don't feed us this well. Not that I'm not pleased. I"m filling up my satchel with take-out food. And as for the unknown expectations, there may be some, but it is a certainty that the gods are feeding off our positive emotions today."