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[unheiring]

... Well, after the hell I have witnessed out there, I think I need a drink. Anyone else agree?
Surely Heimr will not mind if we set up a makeshift bar in the inn. I would say I would give him free drinks for the favor, but I cannot fathom charging at at time like this.

[Luca you barely charge anymore anyway.]

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[cryopathy]

You're going to go bankrupt. Liquor doesn't grow on trees, you know.

[just like, vines and bushes and stalks and such.]

Well, cider does.

[unheiring]

Hmm... You are right.
In that case, I will charge you and only you quadruple. That should make up the debt.

[kingincognito]

I will gladly help cover the cost of supplies, if it truly becomes a problem.

[unheiring]

My hero. :)

But in all honesty, I doubt it will be an issue. It is only a matter of finding a place to set up that will not be in the way of more... urgent matters, should they arise.

[kingincognito]

That is indeed an issue... I'm certain we can find somewhere. I would suggest the kitchen, but everyone will need access to it for cooking. Perhaps a table off to the side in the main room...?

[unheiring]

Now that is an option.
It won't have the same ambiance as the Watchtower, but I doubt we would get that even under the best of circumstances, given everything.
Chiefly, I just want everyone to have a distraction.

[kingincognito]

A distraction is always a good thing when times are hard like this. Good drink and good company goes a long way.

If I had access to my abilities, I would offer to give you some ambient lighting.

[unheiring]

It seems we share an outlook here, then.
While I would hate to encourage drinking to excess, for some it's about all we can do in this time.

The offer is appreciated. It is hard to believe I might ever miss my abilities, but here we are.

[kingincognito]

And luckily, should anyone find themselves out of sorts due to the excess, the clinic is now only a few steps away.

I suppose that I have done so much to avoid using my abilities that it has become a boon in this situation. While it does complicate things in terms of combat and severe injury, I am not left entirely without. I assume you are still able to fight, should it be necessary?

[unheiring]

Even if they will not find the usual quick remedy to a hangover. Alas.

Indeed I am. I learned to fight both with and without flame. And glad to know that you are in much the same boat. We should be able to manage well enough between the two of us.

[chonomai]

I won't partake myself as I need to be alert at all times, but surely the dining room can give you the space and equipment you'll need?

[unheiring]

While I will not insist that you drink, I will firmly remind you that even the staunchest of soldiers need rest at times.
Do remember that.
Though many of us have been robbed of our magic, many more are just as adept as fighting without it. Enough so that you can grab some shut eye.

Just as a reminder. For no reason, of course.

As for your suggestion, it is a potential idea. I would simply worry that I would be in the way of any strategizing or makeshift infirmary needs.

[chonomai]

I appreciate it, and I will take the utmost care~

I've actually claimed a portion of the lobby. So long as we don't try and lay siege and, oh say, lose, I believe that's all I will need.

[unheiring]

Ah, are you part of the medical team, then?
I apologize, your handwriting is newer, so I have not yet attributed it to a singular person.
If that is the case, though, I will have to insist a little harder that you rest from time to time.
I would hate for you to be drowsy if you have to stitch me up.

[lovelyredthread]

Don't think I'm allowed to drink but I'll take something else i guess. ughhh.

[unheiring]

I can serve cider and wine if you are considered fifteen or older.
Otherwise I can scrounge something up.

[lovelyredthread]

Physically I'm considered like, fifteen, yeah.

[ Mentally was a tossup but generally he erred towards being considered a kid despite the time he's spent as one. It was just annoying in this case ]

[unheiring]

Then you are welcome to whatever wine or cider you prefer. Or I can pick for you, if you are unsure.

[lovelyredthread]

[ He could choose for himself, but he's curious. ]

What would you recommend?

[unheiring]

Hmm...
Judging by the handwriting and age, this is Pavlova Cookie, yes?
In that case. Sweet, sparkling rose.
It won't be my family's blend, but we will survive, won't we?

[lovelyredthread]

You got me~ that does sound good though. I'll head right over.

[unheiring]

Good lad.
I'll be ready for you.

[foreversembrace]

I could use one.

[unheiring]

Very well then.
Any preference? Or shall I serve up the closest thing at hand?

[foreversembrace]

No preference. I...haven't had a whole lot to drink still so maybe just nothing too strong?

[unheiring]

Mm, fair enough.
I'll have something ready for you, then.

[itisa]

...Might want to keep something strong on hand. Taste doesn't matter.

[Because ripping the Deep Root out is a biiiiiitch.]

[unheiring]

[Oof.]

Disinfectant? Or distraction?

[itisa]

...Both?
You'd have to ask the medical team about the former.

[...Hopefully they have enough proper disinfectant to go around without having to resort to hard liquor, but like. Desperate times.]

[unheiring]

Fair point.
I will keep some on hand. And if we do run dry, I can always make a run to the Watchtower. I do not want to, but I am not entirely defenseless.