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Mingle - Emergency Potluck
Pumpkin Hollow Community Bulletin
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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But perhaps it is only decorative. Her expression turns sympathetic the longer she looks at Fever, and she toasts her with the wine, saying, "You walk under a heavy burden indeed, warrior."
Her ears are long and elvish, but a pair of ram horns extend out from under her long, teal hair. Quite the unusual figure indeed.
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Caution, then. She'll have to be on her guard in this place.
"Don't we all to have taken the ferry here? Nearly dying and needing to settle in would be a burden on anyone's mind."
The words are polite, but there's a thin, razor sharp edge underneath them. If the stranger can stop doing that, then stop. If not, then at least the veil will offer some privacy, but the sentiment is clear. Such is her own business.
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"If that seemed rude, then I ask your forgiveness," she says quietly. "I meant only to express my sympathy. Some might say that my sight is also a burden."
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She sighs, the edge out of her voice.
"I appreciate the spirit in which it was offered. But I don't know you, plain and simple. My burdens are ones I find it difficult to speak of even to close friends. So, out of the blue? You caught me at the wrong end of a knife."
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She'll accept the hand - there's no reason to be hostile, in this case. Nothing more than a twinge behind her eyes that gripes like a wounded beast with a bad leg.
"As for aid or respect, let's leave that to what time will show is better suited."