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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

[abhorrently]

There is a smile that crosses her lips - restrained, almost tired, the marks of the perpetual running the gauntlet that such lives leave on another person visible, like a glimpse of the sky from a ship's porthole below deck.

"You say these things as if I'm supposed to consider them less reasonable than they are, like it's not grace you're extending yourself to a new soul. I rather expected suspicion and vague hostility from just showing up today, well intentioned folk or not. Peace instead is...unusual." Which might say much about where she's been. "And if I did something to warrant your wrath, then I deserve the form it takes."

Breaking her in half or otherwise.

"I'd...like to consider you a friend as well. Even if we are headed directly into the weeds to start."

Name a day, name a place. She'll make her way there to listen.

[sistermagnetic]

She understands where Fever is coming from just as much as it seems that Fever understands her caution and desire to explain herself. They're both from places where peace is not something meant for either of them. It's a painful reality thrown into stark contrast by their new circumstances.

"Peace and acceptance are...very new to me. I think that it's put me on the defensive," she admits with a touch of embarrassment. "Unfortunately, I seem to live my life in the weeds."

[abhorrently]

"It's all right. You've got to do far worse than offer me some good food and honest conversation before I decide I'm not associating with you."

She throws a wink Magne's way.

"But that said, after I settle in - maybe we could have a talk somewhere less public. One when you can voice what's on your mind." One where she won't have to temper herself for someone else.

[sistermagnetic]

"Looking forward to it," she replies easily, smile tilting at that wink. She gives a finger-twiddling wave in response. Fever could go back to her food and take advantage of the hospitality of the village while it was so readily available.