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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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[pineapplesalmon]

César makes a bit of a confused noise at that declaration, but he's charmed by it. "I appreciate that, thank you."

He does his best to return the Tradeline handshake. "Like this, right? Peace and prosperity to you or do I say something else back?

Tayrey's greeting is new to him, so he wants to get it right.

[astrogator]

She nods encouragingly. 'That's it! Exactly right. You don't have to say it back - it's not impolite if you don't, since you aren't a Tradeliner. But if people do, it always reminds me of home.' Her wistful smile at the thought might indicate that this is a very good thing as far as she's concerned.

Tayrey has always been quite consistent in her beliefs - that hypothetically, should there be other women wearing her face, in other timelines or universes, that has precisely nothing to do with her as an individual. So she'll give this César that very same courtesy, and treat him like the new acquaintance he is. The other man she knew was just that. Another man.

'You were asking earlier - I don't eat any animal flesh, of any sort, but eggs are fine. Anything that doesn't harm the animal is fine,' she explains.

[pineapplesalmon]

"I'll keep that in mind, but I'll probably forget sometimes... I say hello mostly instinctively or I forget entirely." César looks a bit apologetic.

He thinks for a moment. "... ah. That decides it; I'll need to start growing soybeans for certain in my greenhouse. I've got chicks, so eggs will be available later when I've got more than one hen producing. But you'll probably need to ask about not just meat but broth. We had a community pot going for a while that definitely wasn't vegetarian-friendly. You're not the only one who's vegetarian, I don't think. So."

[astrogator]

'It's no trouble! There's something nice about a plurality of customs, too,' she reassures him quickly. 'Back home, a person can omit it in a way that makes it very clear they'd rather wish war and poverty on the other person, but that takes hostile intent, not just forgetting.'

She hadn't thought about broth, and there's a flicker of concern on her face. Yet a community pot sounds like some sort of charitable endeavour. She can't fault him for making the assumption, given her current appearance, but Tayrey's pride means she has to correct any misunderstanding.

'I...I do have work here. Casual work for now, but I'm hoping to secure something more reliable very soon. So I'll be able to pay for the soybeans, when the time comes. And eggs!' She grins. 'Fresh eggs are a delicacy. But I shan't be in need of community assistance. Good that it's there for those who need it, but-' she shrugs. She can pay her way.

[pineapplesalmon]

"Oh, wow. People always find a way to sneak in disapproval, huh." César marvels at it a little.

César smiles at her eagerness to prove herself. "Famine means relying on people, even if you have money. Even the richest felt it, although not as much." But he's not going to start a debate in the middle of a potluck of all things. "Fresh eggs are the only eggs here, so you'll luck out there."

[astrogator]

She looks skeptical. You come through famine by being prepared, stockpiling when times are good and keeping to strict rationing when they aren't. Life out in the black has taught her that much. But Tayrey, too, isn't inclined to start any sort of heated debate. She keeps her thoughts to herself.

'All fresh, no powder? Well, that'll be a treat for me, for sure! When the time comes, you can put me down as a regular customer.'

[pineapplesalmon]

"Looking forward to it." César grins. "... I'll have to learn how to can and preserve with what tech we have here. Canning's a very exact science especially."

[astrogator]

Tayrey gives him a thoughtful look. 'The pioneer colonists in my sector managed it. Granted, I don't know exactly how, and you'd have to start by making the machinery, I guess, but at least it's possible. Exact science means reliable results, yes? No guessing and hoping.'

[pineapplesalmon]

"Well, it's more that improper canning can make you ill. I'm leaving the large batches to someone else." César shrugs. "I'll make some small batches for myself when it's easier to keep an eye on things."