Banquet

Plastered on the noticeboards of every dwarven settlement, from Gondamon to Thorin's Hall, are posters, lovingly decorated and stamped with the seal of The Blue Mountains Regiment, inviting all good dwarves and dwarf-friends to the Annual Blue Mountains Yule Revelries.

The menu for this year's banquet at the Annual Blue Mountains Yule Revelries, featuring the finest of local cheeses, meats, and refreshments!

The wedding-feast that followed was filled with the mirth and laughter of many friends and comrades, and at least one father and daughter.
 

With all our guests retired to their accommodations, those still standing after a night of dancing and drinking have free rein of whatever's left in the kegs. 

One binge-drinking later, our cleaners stumble across two broken tables, sticky puddles of ale and scraps of food, and a mountain of dwarves all passed out on the floors of the tavern. The signs of what must've been a truly successful dwarven Yule.

With everyone downing as much ale, mead, and imported wine as they please, the Yuletide merriment is in full swing and many take to the dance floor.

Finishing her duties outside, Nistrid checks in with the barkeepers, only to find that they had already gone through over a third of the casks -- and the party only just started!

Rundod and Nistrid welcome a party of guests to the tavern-hall, guided there through the winding mountain roads by the beautiful Freylis.

Rundod and Nistrid confiscating weapons before guests can enter the tavern-hall and join the Yule Revelries.