Hiya there.

Smiles

The Galley
Sixpence refills her mug with a pinch of spice and milk for color. Sitting back, next to Abella with a glance to each and every one of the people sitting around the table.

A smile here and there, trying not to gaze too long or too hard. Just a curious little look to the faces that are gathered before she finally settles back to enjoy the flavor that's in the mug between warmed palms.

People can be so clever ...

eyes warm and creasing at the corners

then waving to Primo as he sneaks out

Have a great day, Admiral

hopes for pancakes next time

"Good morning, Sis!"

Smiles and waves from her spot on the couch.

Thank you. Really nice place you have here. Love the decor it's really elegant.

Smiles cheerfully

Smiles

Hello and welcome

:-)

Morning....*Waves*

Slips out…waves to the room (after cleaning up my kitchen mess)

The Galley
We have a challenge tht has just arisen. It is not surprising for we all know that success breeds jealousy and contempt of those who do not participate in that success. That is bad enough.

But when the foes are also convinced they are on a mission from their deity, well, then we must be vigilant and prepared.

He sips anew, and then walks to the table where the drinks are held, and refreshes his own, a sign that all are the table may do the same with the wares in front of them, in the center of the round table, and gives a small chuckle as the dwarf leans forward just enough to grab the pitch of ale, and rather than refill the mug, simply uses the pitcher as a new mug.

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