Zyra clutches the graggy close,
"Come get it!"

Kameil froze and took a step back,

"I'd rather not... just put down the can Zyra."

Talon subtly pointed out the intoxicated Zyra to the Headsman. "This should get interesting rather fast."

Jon was wandering along the crowds inside the hall, his always present Options floating behind him. For such an occasion as this, he was usually here just to enjoy the party, but in the more recent years he's had to be the one to keep an eye out for drunkards, and to clear them up.

He noticed some commotion over at the counter, and saw that Zyra appeared to be... slightly off. Not sure if she really needed to be cleared up just yet, he simply kept an eye out for her, keeping his distance nonetheless.

Varus have been disturbed from his sleep as a result of the excessive volume outside his room in the institute and as a result begrudgingly came out from his room and into the hall to see what is going on...

New Year festival... Varus spoken quietly to himself...

His face softens slightly as result of the charismatic crowd that have spread out the cheerful influence. But on noticing the presence of champions like Urgot and Talon, His face contorts and twists. Varus suppressed the emotions within him and walked over to the bar. He needed his drinks and in the midst of the crowd is not the best place to initiate total annihilation, for the corruption within him does not know friend from foes.

One Graggy Ice, if you would. Varus spoke in a low tone to the barkeeper.