[ Riz had, of course, been thoroughly involved in planning the festivities. Not in choosing guests - did they really make friends already? it's been one month! - or in choosing the music or decorations, but he's helped fetch what's been asked of him, or hung up balloons and streamers where he was told to.

But in the midst of planning in a hurry (they couldn't have told them the date a little earlier?), he'd vanished altogether, only to resurface with a tackily coloured party bag filled with tissue paper that in no way suits the colour way. There's also a slightly squashed birthday cake for both Fabian and Adaine sitting on the counter, generously described as semi-homemade, using cake mix and icing out of a jar. ]

Hey man, happy birthday! There's not really a ton of stores around here, but... here!

[ Inside, he'll find a golden sheet made out of the finest material Riz was able to find at the market. It's nothing like elven made and was clearly made out of a large piece of fabric that Riz had hemmed to make sure it wouldn't fray at the edges. Beneath it are two eyepatches, one plain, and one stamped with the face of an owlbear. ]

Just to tide you over until you get your real one.

[ And extra eyepatches, in case he takes more stupid dips in the water. He very deliberately doesn't say that last part. It's his birthday, after all. ]