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Mingle - Emergency Potluck

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WELCOME POTLUCK

Greetings, residents! Those more observant sorts among you may have noticed a large influx of very crowded ferries. In order to welcome our new residents en masse, Town Hall is holding a potluck in Town Square. Please bring a dish if you are able and make a new friend!

All of our newest arrivals need only bring themselves. We look forward to welcoming you all into our community, and may your lanterns always be lit.

This event is open to all! In light of our new influx of prospective players following the Great Sail Migration, we've decided to offer a small public event to tide everyone over until the TDM this weekend.

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He probably shouldn't argue. But cake, cake feels too much like an unearned reward. Jarrod died nobly, but he didn't live nobly, and he feels like he has a lot to start trying to make up for.

But Hawkeye seems to be trying to do sincere kindness. He doesn't know Jarrod's past. He just sees...what does he see? Shaggy hair, a helluva facial structure, a certain leonine grace in his movement even through the whole hangdog thing.

"Literal magic, or...?"

"Uh- no, just an expression."

Thank God. Anyway, Jarrod is getting cake.

"You another one of these chuckleheads from somewhere magical?"

"Eeeeh." There's a universal wibbly-hand gesture. "No more than any other world, I'd figure. There is magic--spirits, there are spirits, but not everyone is in tune with them. No one is, without intense training."

"... some of us don't have any magic in our world, you understand. Except the magic of Christmas," he adds, in a tone that hopefully indicates he's joking.

Hawk presses the plate into his chest.

"There you go. Now have some and tell Chris what a great job they did on it."