Lumikki wasn't pleased with her lack of a welcoming party. She should of known better than to expect Uncle Brone to plan one for her. He was a very busy Dwarf and preparing parties just wasn't one of his skills either. Still she was annoyed. The more she met her other guild mates the more she wanted a proper gathering. She would at least want to see what they were like hanging around the others. They always seemed to be off doing their own things.
Just to make sure they would all be back home in the guild, she put up a notice of the event just a month prior on the quest board. Everyone is forced to look at it, this should at least mean they'll know its coming up.
Just three nights before her planed party she spoke to the kitchen staff about the menu. Nothing crazy, just a few of her favorite dishes from home. She planed a decent enough assortment with fruits, meats, breads, and meals that she would hope no one grumbles in her ear later.
She also picked up the blades crafted to fit shoes from the forge, she put out the request for them to be made before she even posted the party.
In the dead of night just before the day she's planed, she even stayed up to make cupcakes and her Nan's famous cookies. She was extremely pleased with herself. This was something she's never done back home. Her anxious jittery energy kept her moving as she finished her task as perfect as she could before going off to bed.
Only to wake up in just a short few hours to make use of the natural cold in the morning. Pouring water in her open area of choice before icing it over with her sheer cold. Making sure her work was smooth and even. Her black ice reflecting the little of morning light back into the sky. This pleased her greatly as she stood back proud of her work. She walked over to the center and affixed it with a massive frost blossom. Pouring her energy into every once of it so that it could stand for a while and keep her rink cool with it. As she walked away she dusted her hands of frost and went to get ready. Checking in with the staff just before heading to her room to get dressed. The party was meant to start by morning.
Everyone would know to dress a bit warm from her invitation. She had pestered Brone to wear his helm to help her preserve the ice. To take some the maintenance slack of her back.