Chapter 1180: Bunga Party
Now that there was a properly Orcish party going on in the City Hall gardens, Karl knew that they weren’t going to get back to the Guild House to sleep any time soon, so he led Dana over to where a group of demon women were setting up drums and cleaning wooden flutes.
"Oh, welcome! I don’t know what to call you, and it seems rude to call you by name." The Demoness closest to them giggled.
"You can use our names, we don’t mind. Or pick a title you like.
We’ve got some time before the food, so we thought that we might dance. I’m eager to find out what Bunga Clan’s musical taste is like." Karl replied.
Dana nodded in agreement. "If we stand too far away, it’s hard to sort it all out. My ears are sensitive, and there are many people singing and playing."
"In that case, let’s start with some classics for the visitors." The singer declared as the rest of the group finished setting up.
The drums started a fast and cheerful beat, then the flutes joined in, and the singer began a wordless animalistic cry that the nearby revellers joined in, and then began to bounce in spot.
"It’s a mosh pit." Dana realized with a laugh.
She was right, it was not some sort of organized formal dance, it was an ancient dance tune that they had forgotten the words to, and now just mimicked with a wordless chanting.
So, Karl pulled Dana into the crowd to join the dancing, which was spreading further and further from the initial group as more musicians joined in on the song.