hello!

please come on in

welcoming you in
and smiling

"Why wouldn't it make sense? Do I not make sense when I talk? I dunno. I just try to be here, in the moment. Doing what I do."

Nods and flops down on the huuuuuge couch and relaxes.

steals one of Ian's pancakes

M MM Mmmmmmmmm delicious Admiral

not this time ...

goes all dreamy again for a moment

Morning rattleheads 🙋 gotta say not the best day for america politics just says either agree or disagree with politic guys ya dont shoot em👺

Thanks missy 🙂🙂 goodies needed thankies

Looks in and knocks the door polietly, since I've not been here before

"Or wait, maybe it's how is a raven LIKE a writing desk? There was no clear answer at that time, but eventually someone came up with it after the book was written. They can both produce a flat note."

Shrugs.

"Seems a little anticlimactic to me, but okay."

chuckles
Hopefully it all makes sense in the end Seven
If not we are in deep shit

Main Deck
He sips again, and now stands directly across from where Estelle is seated.

Estelle is the Left Hand, the eyes, ears and street muscle of the enterprise. She is carefully putting together her network since filling the vacant chair.

Part of what is happening today is going to come under her purview. We will speak more of opportunity in a moment, but the timing of The Guild of the Left Hand being filled is fortunate.

a huge smile blooms at your recall

simple

a raven has two legs
a writing desk has four

tickled, giggling with you

though i do love corvids anyway
and generally feed the crows when i can

"It's just that 6d reminds me of 6 dice. As opposed to 7 dice. Or rolling 7 on the dice."

Smiles.

"Just...thoughts that go through my head, I guess."

Shrugs.

Hopefully you’re traveling to a cooler place

The Galley
Adjusting herself a little while taking in what you say. Tugging the vest down a tad and taking a sip from her glass until the contents are gone .. the silver haired woman gazes at you quietly then to the Dwarf .. a nod because he has done well, works hard and diligently.

She raises her glass and sets it on the table, sitting back a bit and folding hands in her lap.

-waits a little while-

same here, re: the humidity

i think wednesday or thursday the storms will come in and cool things down

i've got to travel this week, too

"That makes sense now!"

Giggles.

"Oh, my God! Thank you SO much! I love the Mad Hatter! He's such a great character!"

Nods lots.

"I have a raven on my wall for that saying, what's the difference between a raven and a writing desk? The thing that the Mad Hatter says in Alice in Wonderland!"

Nods lots more.

The Galley
The captain looks impressed, no doubt think of better cannons for use and more tonnage to move. The crew will be happy enough, for they get paid by the tonnage as well as for acquisition. A greedy smile is visible under jungle of ginger hair and beard, and a glint in a sparkling eye.

He is nodding as The Patron speaks, and wonders if it isn't time to add a second ship.

ohhh that's right

i'll be glad when things cool down a bit

-waits a little while-

The Galley
He sips again, and then stands directly across from Dalok Opalhand@soe. This dwarf is a giant in ability and insights. He has managed to hit upon a way to forge mithril and minerals into steel for strong, stout, weaponry. He will go to Portage to reunite withi clan, the forges will be in the mines, and the weapons will be moved here. Hawk wil store them safely, Jameyson Sal with move them to the buyers, along with, I am sure, any little devices and magical widgets Hevnens Kvinne^@soe supplies.

We will have grand weapons for own use and profits for those we sell. The Cartel grows and prospers from all of this.

Therefore, so do you all.