07.01g: The Seventh Winter (Fireside Table)

[colomon]

Renny looks thoughtfully at the deck in front of her, trying to conceal her surprise.

[Wyvern]

"Anyway," Alys adds, standing up, "I should probably go introduce myself to Morgana while we don't have to resort to such measures to talk. It's been a pleasure dining with you all."

(Departing to here.)

[Joshua]

Osmund will finally come out from under the table and sit back down. "Sorry, hadn't eaten in a while..."

[colomon]

Renny tells Alys, "I am glad to have met you."

[Joshua]

Osmund still has a white gauss veil over his face, if anyone is curious. He looks at Eretria briefly, then turns to the rest of the table. "So, if people are being shown around... What do I need to to to join up? or at least... uh..." he looks around, "See a pattern... A real one..."

[colomon]

Renny considers. "After breakfast, we'll see what we can do?"

[Joshua]

Osmund looks around, then at Eretria. "Will she be okay? She mentioned something about a place to stay..."

[Brian C]

Eretria eyes focus on what's in front of her again. "She'll be fine. I could certainly show you a pattern later tonight in Tir-na Nog'th. However, I am not yet convinced of your intentions, or how well your mind is put together. Right now I have one more conversation to have and then I will be at your disposal. Perhaps you could save me a dance at Rebma Osmund. That will give us more time to talk."

Eretria rips up Tinder's picture and then pulls out Dworkin's card.

[Joshua]

Osmund nods, and sits down at the table... uncertain what he should be doing.

[Brian C]

"Renny it was a pleasure to meet you. I look forward to working with you and finding places to create trump gates to."

Trina reaches her right hand towards the Trump in her left hand and dissapears.