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pumpkinhollow ([personal profile] pumpkinhollow) wrote in [community profile] ph_logs2024-03-05 05:57 pm
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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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[personal profile] immortaldemonsoul 2024-03-07 08:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Not hungry?" Ellarinne questions, before shoving another mouthful of spicy cheese and dough into her mouth. A thousand blessings upon you and your house, Cesar Salazar. "That's too bad -- whatever else this town might have going on, they have some amazing chefs."
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[personal profile] umm_shafaqat 2024-03-07 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Not to my taste," Keziah replies, with a note of amusement. (The verbal tone is the only giveaway to her mood, her expression is placid.) "Some of it might make me sick."
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[personal profile] immortaldemonsoul 2024-03-07 09:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah...allergies?" Ellarinne frowns in sympathy. "My apologies for bringing it up, then. My enthusiasm got away from me."

She bows her head respectfully. "My name is Ellarinne. I arrived here a few days ago." She smirks slightly, joking, "My welcoming party was only a single person. Clearly I should have held out for the rest of you."
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[personal profile] umm_shafaqat 2024-03-07 09:14 am (UTC)(link)
"No harm done, Ellarinne." She takes a sip of the hot drink in her mug, wondering vaguely what it is. Likely not alcohol, her tastebuds can still pick up on that.

She tilts her head in acknowledgement, and says, "I go by Keziah these days. A pleasure to meet you." Despite Ellarinne's obscured eyes, Keziah's own gaze does not focus on her face for long, skittering away. (The name is pronounced keh-zi-uh, not kez-ee-a... middle syllable rhymes with 'eye', serendipitiously.)