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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 21, 2016 18:44:03 GMT
Posupniar Azure nodded in acknowledgement. "Indeed, that is the cost of leadership my dear. You should keep that in mind if you wish to follow your mother into her office some day." "I don't intend to," Andraste admitted. "At least, I have plans as yet. I suppose I might change my mind one day." She smiled in a friendly manner at Sabberah and Lorel when they joined the little group. "Dawnsday greetings to you both. I hope you are well."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 21, 2016 19:09:50 GMT
The Mayor nodded at his adopted daughter. "All is well here. There is a preponderance of bad choices available here. And enough liquor to lead you to your desktop."
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Post by Sabarrah on Dec 21, 2016 20:13:57 GMT
Sabarrah shifts from one foot to the other a couple of times. Shes perturbed by the state of her mother and unsure what to do.
She meets the girls eye and smiles back. 'Greetings to you also.. i am fine thank you.. i had a successful hunt. How does the Dawnday find you?'
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 21, 2016 21:38:27 GMT
"Quite well, though I haven't had nearly enough to drink. Fortunately I have all day," Andraste remarked, laughing.
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Post by Lorel Shadowstep on Dec 22, 2016 1:17:29 GMT
"True, but that's no excuse not to start strong now" Lorel then turned from Andraste to Sabarrah. "How about you, you in?"
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Post by Sabarrah on Dec 22, 2016 10:17:11 GMT
Sabarrah shrugs slightly 'I'll have a few but strong drink does not sit well with me if I try to over do it.. If we plan on drinking all day I would perfer to stick with a milder drink else I'll be asleep well before lunch' she chuckles lightly.
Looking a little more serious she asks the pair 'Which of the games and contests will you enter? I'll probably try my hand at as many as I can fit in.. for a giggle and the fun of trying if not actually winning.. I hope to do well on the dueling and archery though.'
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Post by Lorel Shadowstep on Dec 22, 2016 11:32:57 GMT
"To each their own, I plan to go until I can't." Lorel said, pausing momentarily before laughing. "Hell, why stop there? As to the contests, I'd say you arent the only one with a shot for dueling and archery, after that, well I could never pass on some dice down at Symian's. Reckon by that point I might ave downed enough to terrorize the place a bit. Either of you heard my singing voice?" She chuckled lightly, before turning to Andraste. "How about you, fancy your odds at anything?"
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 22, 2016 20:27:17 GMT
"I#'ll enter the duelling, I think, probably the archery and we'll see about the rest." Andraste shrugged. "As long as I'm sober enough."
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Post by Toustain Roumare on Dec 23, 2016 8:29:06 GMT
Toustain entered the cottage. The large framed knight took off his gloves and smiled broadly when he saw the gathering, including his mother and sister.
"Greetings all. I'm famished. Anything to eat?"
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Post by Sabarrah on Dec 23, 2016 16:21:50 GMT
Sabarrah grins at Toustain when he enters. 'Happy Dawnsday Toustain. Hmm I have rabbit for the special meal I was going to cook later. She wiggles the light and dark pair still tied to her belt. To be honest I have not ventured as far as the tables yet..' She frowns, flicking her eyes to their mother breifly before back to the group. She says softly 'Mother's smushed.. already..' her tone is fairly neutral but its clear shes peturbed by it so early in the day of celebrations.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 23, 2016 20:38:26 GMT
Andraste smiled. "For some people, I think getting drunk is the point of Dawnsday. For myself, I'd rather be no more than tipsy though. There's nothing worse than losing track of an entire night because you can't remember what you did the next morning."
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Post by Toustain Roumare on Dec 23, 2016 21:42:25 GMT
Toustain's smile faded at the mention of their mother. "Perhaps you should cook them now." he said in a low voice. "The sooner mother has something other than wine or ale in her stomach will be better for her. Not to mention the rest of us."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Dec 23, 2016 21:46:52 GMT
Riku looked at her son, her hearing better then he anticipated. Then she threw her recently filled cup of mead soaring across the room at him. It hit him and exploded liquid all over Toustain, his sister, Andraste and Lorel. Riku screamed, "Fuck you." Then she turned and walked to get a new cup.
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Post by Andraste Jora on Dec 23, 2016 22:57:55 GMT
Andraste bit back a curse. She didn't want to be rude while she was a guest in someone else's house.
"Oh dear. We had best leave her to her own devices for now," she said to the others.
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Post by Sabarrah on Dec 24, 2016 0:18:30 GMT
Sabarrah flinches sharply like shes been punched hard as the liquid dribbles down her and bites her bottom lip deeply (not enough to make it bleed). She quavers a bit and swallowing a couple of times she says in a tight tone, keeping her voice very low and trying to not attract anymore of her Mother's alcohol fueled attention. 'I propose we take a bottle or whatever each to drink and we go have a gathering of our own.. I'll get a couple of things to make some food with from the kitchen.. how does skewers suit everyone?'
She frowns a bit, looking disturbed and a bit scared, wandering if she might also be able to grab her pack from her room and able to sneak it from the house unnoticed.. Her eyes helplessly flick to where her room would be as she grits her teeth, knowing even if she cannot she can likely hide about the settlement till Mother sobars up enough or passes out long enough to get her things.
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