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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.

Comments

[hadnoright]

"I've got to." Hunt, that is. One way or another, it's the only way for her to survive. "Just... haven't even hunted actual animals before. 'cept Siffleur. And he hardly counts. So. Uh. Might need a bit of help?"

Looking a bit more pointedly at Ylva, now.

[actuallyawolf]

Ylva thinks about this for a moment, then wriggles a little in suppressed excitement.

"I can take you hunting," she says. "I can teach you. I'd like that, actually."

[hadnoright]

"Figure there's no one better than a wolf." Especially when using her own wolf form only seems logical, for this kind of hunting. "Should be fun, too."

Getting to burn some of the energy that simply wasn't possible to truly burn on the ship. Actually hunting alongside someone, instead of... well, hunting someone.

[actuallyawolf]

"The hunting's pretty good here," Ylva says. This is a good thing, for someone who is trying provide wild food to a town. "I can manage alone, but it's always easier with someone else. And I think it'd be nice, to hunt with you."

[hadnoright]

"Hopefully you'll still think that by the time we're done." It's mostly joking, but Daisy's always aware that she can't a hundred percent rule out her losing control when Hunting. "And I don't need to really. Eat anything we might catch? So."

[actuallyawolf]

She nods. She remembers. She understands the risk, or at least thinks she does.

"Yeah," Ylva says. "But you can if you want, too."

She's not going to tell, after all.

[hadnoright]

Daisy nods her head to the side. "Not sure I'll want to. When I say I don't need to, I'm being. Pretty literal. Food doesn't do much for me anymore. It's the Fear that matters."

Which is at least beneficial if she takes to hunting long-term. Not having to take a cut of whatever she might bring in.

[actuallyawolf]

"You don't need it. You don't think you'd enjoy it, either?" An honest question, without judgement. "It'd be like, I dunno, dessert."

Dessert is a human invention she is extremely fond of.

[hadnoright]

"Mm. It's. Hit or miss. When Max cooks, I enjoy that. Everything else... depends. Some days, maybe I'd enjoy it. Others, I dunno."

She'd say it makes her stomach turn on those days where it's unappealing, but that really attributes a role to her stomach that isn't really there anymore.

[actuallyawolf]

Ylva purses her lips thoughtfully, then shrugs.

"Well, either way, whatever you want. I'm not going to make you do anything."

[hadnoright]

"We'll see, I s'pose." Daisy stretches out, cracking her knuckles. "Need a few days to settle. But then I'll hit you up and we can head out."