Knuckles set up the large BBQ grills, the smell of sizzling meats and freshly caught seafood mingling with the salty sea air. The grills themselves were a sight to behold, crafted in the style of ancient braziers yet modernized for convenience. Around the grills, he arranged a variety of local delicacies: olives, feta cheese, roasted vegetables, and fresh bread.
He adjusted the decorations, ensuring the garlands of olive branches and vibrant flowers were perfectly draped around the tables and tents. The tents, inspired by Seven pavilions, provided shaded areas for dining and lounging, with plush cushions and low tables set up in an inviting manner.
His girlfriend was helping with the final touches, her presence calming yet invigorating. She had an eye for detail, ensuring the tables were set with beautiful ceramic plates and goblets, reminiscent of ancient pottery. Her smile was reassuring as they exchanged a glance, both hoping this gathering would ease any lingering tensions.
The Guild mates of Sleeping Calamity were starting to arrive, their faces a mix of curiosity and anticipation. Knuckles greeted them warmly, hoping to set the tone for the evening. "Welcome, everyone! Please, make yourselves at home. We've got plenty of food, drinks, and good company."
As the sun began to dip towards the horizon, casting a golden glow over the beach, Knuckles felt a sense of optimism. This party was not just a celebration but a chance for them all to come together, share stories, and laughter, and maybe even mend some old wounds. With his culinary skills, his girlfriend's charm, and his determination, Knuckles was hopeful that tonight would be a success.