Rosalie, a lady in waiting arrives, following Reese.

Reese arrives in the Murder of Crows while wearing lots and lots of pink. She also is toting quite a bit of weapons. She glances over the bar, trying to get a feel for the setting here She then steps further inside, moving with athletic grace.

It's another event at the Murder of Crows! That means the main room has been rearranged, it means there's rich brown bread and spicy venison stew*, that means there's a keg of nice, dark and malty winter ale! Mae is moving about the room, talks to people, pouring beers, generally doing her job as hostess/owner/etc.

Felicia has joined the Window Table.

For his own part, Mayir is playing the role of co-host by supervising from the bar. Which is to say he is seated on the bar with a beer and waving as people come in. Now at the appointed hour, he is pointing people over to Mae to make sure their covers are paid.

"Hey everyone! Who wants to throw sharp objects and get drunk?!" Magpie calls as he strolls in from the back room. "WOOOO!! Get excited!! And don't forget to make your donations! It's for a good cause! SOUP!"

Waldemai raises a finger to the server. "I'll have a bit of that venison stew*, and some of that ale, too."

Alessia steps into the Murder of Crows, wearing unassuming leathers and a cloak of blue trimmed with russet fox fur. The young Mazetti glaivedancer is, of course, never without her beloved glaive, which is currently slung across her back in a special sheath made just for this unique and impressive-looking weapon. Her amber eyes glance around curiously, a slight smile touching her lips as she looks around for where to place her donation.

Another Darts and Drinking contest at the Murder, and Felicia can't help but attend it, ale, stew, the opportunity to throw darts at things and drink horrendous cocktails! A raise of the redhead's hand is offered Mae's way with a smile before heading over to the window table to stake out a spot for herself and others.

"I want to throw sharp objects!" Eleanor's cheerful call answers Magpies, as she too wanders in. She's accompanied by Palma, and she turns to the other knight saying, "Welcome to the Murder of Crows! Let's go give Mae some money." She weaves through the crowd to find the woman in question. "Hello Mae-Mae," she greets warmly. "Everything looks wonderful."

Reese looks over to Magpie. "Woots..booze and sharp objects." She says. She smiles over to Felicia and the smile touches her blue eyes. She then smiles toward Mae as well. She starts to pull out some silver.

Waldemai eats up and forks over, not in that order.

Paloma follows on Eleanor's heels, like a tall shadow. She doesn't look too thrilled to be here, but she happily forks over some silver for some of that stew and a dark ale. That's her jam.

Reese has a warm smile for Waldemai when she notices him. "I still have the unicorn you gave me from last time. She is on my shelf." She says toward him.

"Hi, King's Own!" calls out Mayir, taking a quaff of his beer as he sees Felicia, Eleanor, and Palmona come in, the trio of Dames. "Hope folks are okay I'm going to kick their ass at darts. Or at least have fun doing it." And isn't that the important part?

"Waldemai!" Mae calls, with a bright smile. "Our previous drinking champion," she says, with a grin. Then there's some waves around the room. "Hi Felicia! Hiiii Ellie!" Mae gives Eleanor a kiss on the cheek, then moves to Reese, and offers that blonde a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Hey, sweets," she says. Mae then steps back. "Okay everyone! We're doing darts and drinking, again!" she calls, loudly. "Now as you all know by now... this is a charity event. We're raising money for the Soup Kitchen, which I opened six months back, with enough funds to keep it running for two years. In that time, we've /almost/ raised enough money to keep the kitchen open for another year! My goal is, by the one year anniversary, to have that extra year paid for /and/ to start a second soup kitchen. So, please, spread the word!"

Waldemai snatches his cap off his head when the princess addresses him. "It was out at the duel, wasn't it, your highness?" he recalls. "That was quite a brawl, as I recall."

Khanne walks into the Murder of Crows, looking as she normally does. She's wearing a gown though, but, meh.. it has paint stains on it anyway. Though there is a weariness in her eyes, she smiles, waving to Mae and Magpie. "Donations to take part are a thousand each, right Mae? For us nobles?" She reaches into her pouch and hands over some silvers to Mae when she gets a chance, leaning down to give the woman a brief, one armed hug. She calls over to Magpie, "I hope tonight's booze choice is actually drinkable. I need... booze. It's been a couple days...."

12 Thrax Elite Guards, Crow - Thraxian Steward, Lilybelle - Fluffy Maine Coon arrive, following Victus.

Yasmine steps from the chill of the winter night into the heat and light of the busy Muder. She stretches her shoulders, as if unfurling like a flower in the warmth. She glances around before she pulls a purse out of her bodice and holds it up high, raising her voice to shout, "Who'm I supposed to give this to, hm?"

Reese returns Mae's hug wrapping her arms briefly around the small brunette. "I hope its the same booze as last time." She says in response to Khanne. She then turns to Waldemai. "Oh, she was, she was there. I brought out my who collection."

Alessia unfamiliar with... pretty much everone here, Alessia glances around a bit reservedly and joins the line of people who appear to be giving their coin to Mae. She pulls out a leather pouch filled with coins, and offers it with a smile. "Always happy to help a soup kitchen in need," she says pleasantly, then moves off to allow others through to give their donations.

"Gods damn it all why is it so hard to get down here?" Victus complains as he arrives late to the party, his guardsmen taking up their own corner of the tavern somewhere out of the way. "I'm gonna be on-time one of these nights, I fuckin' swear." He continues to grumble as he's fussing with his bag of change.

Felicia raises a hand in acknowledgment of Mayir, offering a sharp whistle for Eleanor and Paloma before gesturing at the table. Prime spot, seats saved.

"Oh goodness. No... " Khanne shakes her head to Reese. "I hope not. That was absolutely not drinkable...."

Paloma has joined the Window Table.

Waldemai raises his voice to call around, "If you're common and you're short, I'll put in for you." There aren't a lot of advantages to hours over a hot forge, but it seems that some spending cash might be one.

Magpie just smiles cheerfully to everyone as they roll in, moving to the bar and hopping up to perch on it. Khanne gets a bright smile, "Oh, I can't give away the special drink we have until it's time. It's not the Cupcake Craze, though. I can tell you that. Victus! You made it! Good man, High Lord. Good man."

Mayir seems to spot Alessia looking lost and so sidles on up to her, offering her a freshly poured beer that he made appear from the bar. "Hey, there," he says, flashing her a winning grin. "Mayir Grayhope. Who are you? That's a pretty amazing glaive you've got here."

Violet walks in and looks about with a faint smile. She has put away her Crimson Blades uniform for a simple green dress. The neckline is square and the corset with it accents her figure. Her hair is left loose to fall to her shoulders. As she wanders in her eyes search the area. A quick question directs her to Mae. "Good evening, I was hoping to enter the Dart contest?"

Magpie checked dexterity + all at difficulty 9, rolling 1 lower.

Reese smiles over to Victus as he arrives. "Greetings High Lord Victus." She says toward him.

Khanne smiles and waves to Victus. "Good to see you again, Victus."

Thorley arrives, following Esoka.

"Everyone who wants to play darts... just make sure you're paid up!" Mae calls out. Then she's stepping over to the chalk board and starting to write down names. "Also, I can promise you the booze this time around is /different/," Mae says, just a touch gleeful.

Alessia turns as Mayir approaches here and as he offers her the beer, she grins, and takes it in one hand. "Alessia Mazetti," she says by way of introduction. "I have not been long in the city," she adds. Her eyes gleam as he mentions her glaive. "Yes... I've only recently come by it," she says vaguely. "Will you be playing darts? I think I will," she adds, lifting the mug for a sip, and glancing toward the darts.

Eleanor wrinkles her nose fondly at Mae's kiss, handing over her silver before the woman wanders off. Her head swivels at Felicia's whistle and she lifts her chin in acknowledgement. "Let's go sit," she says to Paloma. "Are you gonna play?"

Eleanor has joined the Window Table.

They were late to the party because they were running the Gauntlet, but Thorley and Esoka do eventually make their way in, the pair of them still in their armors as he goes to take a seat and flop bonelessly. "The stew smells delicious." he rumbles as he orders a cider.

Victus forks over his silver and moves to the bar, passing through those he knows with a thin grin on his face. "So long as you're not breaking out the goddamn cupcake shit, Mags, I'd never miss it. Really though, that pink goop may well have been a biological weapon." Then onto Reese and Khanne where he claps both on the shoulder. "Ribbons, Shaman-lady. Good to see."

"Oh, hey, Violet!" Felicia calls from her spot, nodding at Reese, Esoka, Thorley and some of the others she recognises with a grin but content to stay where she is, nursing an ale instead of her usual whiskey, for once.

"Oh yeah?" asks Mayir, his eyes focusing a little bit more on the glaive and the vague answer from the noble woman. But then he shrugs and glances back at her. "Well, welcome to Arx! And welcome to the Murder of Crows! Oldest building in the Capital." Third oldest. "It's really full of history. And sticky stuff on the floor you shouldn't ask about."

Esoka strolls through the door after Thorley. Looking sweaty and as if she's just come from some knightly drill or another. Perfect time for drinking. A booming "Good eve!" is offered around, while she goes to find a seat. And orders herself a water. Maybe pacing herself. She's just spectating the darts, seemingly.

"I promise you all! There is no pink cupcake shit tonight!!" Magpie calls out. "NOTHING. PINK." Then he drops into a more conversational voice again, "How are things going, High Lord?" He leans forward a bit in his perch, looking intently at Victus's hands... wrists?... arms?

Alessia laughs, and glances down at the floor, just to make sure she's not stepping in any of said sticky stuff. "Your warning is duly noted," she says with a grin. "Oldest building in the Capital, hmm? What kind of history?" she asks idly while they wait for the darts to begin. She takes another drink of beer, and wipes the foam off her upper lip with the back of her hand.

Violet turns her head as she hears her name and smiles. "Hello Lady Felicia," She says warmly as she walks over to her table, skirts swirling about her calves. "How are you this evening?." The mercenary is taking in the place still, green eyes scanning along, so she sees Thorley enter with Esoka. A hand lifts and she waves at them both.

Itzal slips into the Murder just as it's packed with people. "Well, Grayhopes can certainly pull in a crowd." he remarks to no one in particular, and it is most likely lost in the press of so many people. So he decides to ehad to the bar, in an effort to preserve his sanity from all the noise through copious amounts of alcohol.

Itzal has joined the Crow Bar.

Reese glances down down at the floor as if looking for sticky stuff. She then hears Magpie's words and gasps as he speaks of about nothing pink. The gasp seems playful though, suggesting she is not really offended. "That isn't true precisely. I am here."

"Please, sit. Violet Marjawn of the Crimson Blades.. meet Dame Eleanor Allenatore, First Captain of the King's Own, and Dame Paloma Thornburn, knight of the same." Felicia offers by way of introductions.

Bluff called, Mayir realizes he really has no idea about the history of the Murder. "Well, you see, it is old," he says, dissembling shamelessly. "Which is to say that they build it a long time ago. See, way back when, when Arx was built, this was the first thing that was raised, and it remains here to that day, so." He nods. "But tell me about yourself. What's a pretty noble like you doing here?"

Paloma blinks, looking up from her ale. "Pink... cupcake... shit?"

Reese looks over to Mayir. "I had no idea this was the first building in Arx, but that is pretty awesome." She says and looks over the bar with new admiration. "I wonder if the floor was sticky back then too." She says thoughtfully.

Victus crosses his arms across his chest when Magpie begins to look over him. He grimaces, seeming to understand what was happening and casually rolled up his sleeve a bit. Sitting right next to another expensive looking piece of jewelry was without a doubt, a bracelet crafted with plenty of love and tender care. It looked sorely out of place on his muscular, scarred arm.

Felicia laughs at Paloma's inquiry,"I've a bottle of it, back at the tower... if you ever feel like punishing yourself, just let me know." she grins wolfishly.

"It was disgusting," Eleanor tells Paloma cheerfully. "I have some at home if you want to try it." She turns to greet Violet with a smile and wiggle of her fingers. "A pleasure."

Up at the chalk board, Mae has her ledger out, and is rolling some dice. Randomizer! She then starts writing up names on the board. "Alright everyone! Tonight's matches are... Princess Reese vs Dame Eleanor! Lady Khanne vs Dame Felicia! Waldemai the Drink Champion against Captain Mayir! High Lord Victus against Sorry-don't-know-your-title Violet! Lady Alessia vs Dame Paloma! ... And Itzal vs Mae!" Mae calls out. "Reese and Ellie, get up here!"

Alessia looks at Mayir with a skeptical expression as he goes into the grand "history" of the Murder of Crows, but there's a gleam of amusement hidden within those amber eyes. "I see! Most impressive!" she says. "There's something to be said for being the first building built. I imagine it's seen its fair share of brawls and drunkards and interesting... er... encounters. Sounds like just the place I needed tonight." She looks at him with a smile at his question, lifting a shoulder in a little shrug. "A charity to fund a soup kitchen is a worthy reason to be out and about."

Leading Esoka over to the hearthside table where the knights and Violet are all gathered, Thorley lifts his head in a nod of greetings. "Mind if we join?" he asks the group at the window table, the older knight glancing aside to Esoka for approval.

Yasmine weaves her way through the crowd to find a table with an empty seat to settle in and enjoy the show.

Reese has a smile for Eleanor. "Dame Eleanor." She says in her direction, once the matches are listed. She steps up to the dart board, waiting to see if Eleanor seems to want to go first or second.

Magpie grins widely when Victus rolls up his sleeve. "Awwww...." He says in delight. "You're the best, man." Then he just sits back with a pleased expression on his face, watching as the first two competitors step up to the line.

Khanne grins and says, "oh sure... set me up against a Dame." She looks around for who Dame Felicia might be.

Mayir has joined the Murder Table.

Victus has joined the Crow Bar.

Alessia has joined the Murder Table.

"Mae, that's not fair," Eleanor protests, but she's giving Reese a bright smile. "I've been practicing, Princess. But I'm sure you'll still destroy me." She walks over to join Reese, gesturing toward the board. "Go ahead. Show me what impossible target I've got to reach."

Felicia grins at Thorley and Esoka, only slightly distracted by the call out of opponents as she says on behalf of the table,"Sure, pull up a seat, both of you. Good luck Captain!" she offers to Eleanor, nudging Paloma,"That's the spirit, get in it, might as well, it's a bit of fun."

Thorley has joined the Window Table.

"Oh, I am not sure of that at all." Reese says in Eleanor's direction. She reaches for a dart and then gets into throwing position.

"Dame Eleanor, Paloma," Violet says politely with a nod and smile for the women. Then her head turns and her face looks shocked at who she is paired with. "Oh Gods...well, I doubt I'll be at this long," She says. She moves to sit, however, but pauses as she feels eyes on her. As she turns she sees Esoka and Thorley coming to the table. Thorley is give a long look, specifically between the eyes, her expression warm. "Hello again!"

Reese checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 58 higher.

Reese checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 45 higher.

Reese checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 30 higher.

Waldemai looks over his much younger opponent, Mayir. "Well, it looks like youth and vigor against wisdom and guile."

Mae blows a kiss to Eleanor, then steps aside, to watch Reese throw.

Violet has joined the Window Table.

Itzal was happy to enjoy his beer. More than happy, really. Content, ready to sit back and watch others... "Wait what?!" he yells when Mae names him. "I didn't even-- Fine! If you're so eager to lose." he grumbles in Mae's direction.

Eleanor checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 39 higher.

Eleanor checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 37 higher.

Eleanor checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 35 higher.

Esoka offers a hearty "Hello" to the table, with a thanks to dames - and Violet - as she and Thorley join them. "Dame Esoka Greenblood, to those I've not met." She cheers before she's fully settled, to the first round of darters.

Madeleine's here! She was told there would be drinking. And possibly throwing things. So the jovial Archlector, bundled in her white robes and dress-coat, cheerfully makes her way inside with a curious glance. She's not been here before, but the sailors and fishwives all greet her cheerfully.

Paloma applauds politely when Eleanor throws. This is how you show your support! Yes?

Esoka has joined the Window Table.

Mae watches the darts fly, and she quickly tallies up the scores. She walks up to the chalk board and writes down the scores. "Reese, 133! Eleanor, 111! Reese advances!" Mae calls. Next up is Khanne and Felicia!"

Reese is quite good, relying primarily on her athletic skill to hit the board. She steps away when she is finished, watching Eleanor throw with interest. "Good Aim." She says in her direction.

Eleanor watches Reese's throws with an amused shake of her head. "Well." She gathers her darts and gives the board a narrow-eyed stare of concentration. Her three darts are thrown in quick succession, grouping closely together. She puffs out a breath. "At least I was consistant." She gives Reese a warm smile. "Congratulations, Your Highness."

Felicia rises from her spot at the window table with a broad grin, patting Eleanor's arm concillatorially as the two change places with a small salute to Reese before she takes her spot.

Felicia checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 28 higher.

Felicia checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 28 higher.

Felicia checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 38 higher.

Khanne checked dexterity + small wpn at difficulty 15, rolling 4 higher.

Khanne checked dexterity + small wpn at difficulty 15, rolling 13 higher.

Khanne checked dexterity + small wpn at difficulty 15, rolling 9 higher.

Khanne watched Eleanor and Reese's throws in awe. "Oh... right.." she says when Mae announces her name. She steps up and watches Felicia throw first. Smiling at her after, she says, "you are quite good. Felicia, I don't believe we've met. I am Khanne." She picks her darts next and steps up to take her own turn. She takes a breath and tosses. Well... she doesn't miss the board at least. Grinning, she dips her head to Felicia. "Congratulations, Dame Felicia." Then... straight to the bar she goes.

Khanne has joined the Crow Bar.

"That's 94 for Felicia... and 26 for Khanne!" Mae calls out, as she scribbles the scores up on the chalk board. "Felicia advances!" Mae declares. Next up, Waldemai and Mayir! C'mon up, guys... throw some darts!"

Waldemai checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 3 higher.

Felicia cedes the line to Khanne as she approaches with a grin for the other redhead, offering her hand for a brief shake,"A pleasure, and just Felicia is fine. That was some nice throws, yourself." she offers to the other woman before heading back to her table.

Waldemai has rolled a critical success!
Waldemai checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 30 higher.

Waldemai checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 10 higher.

Waldemai throws quickly and then stands back when his opponent comes forward. "Ah-CHOO!" he sneezes at the most opportune opportunity. "Oh, sorry."

Mayir checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 19 higher.

Mayir checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 21 higher.

Mayir checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 14 higher.

"WOO, Felicia!" Eleanor cheers from her table.

Mayir bounds up to the line, pausing his conversation with the Mazetti noblewoman in order to fling some sharp objects at the board. Even with the one really good toss from Waldemai, he looks over at Mae expectantly. How did he do? He keeps his beer with him. Need to keep it close.

Waldemai laughs. "Well, I guess youth and vigor will carry the night tonight. Good luck, Captain."

Mae gives a snicker at Waldemai's antics. She watches Mayir's darts land, then looks back to the board and starts writing. "Waldemai 43... Mayir 54!" Mae calls out. "Next up, Victus and Violet!"

Madeleine looks around the room for the bar. Ooh, the winter ale. She happily grabs a mug and turns the tap for a glass. "Hello," she says in a warm summery voice. "Goodness, this is crowded, hello hello." She moves through the throng of bodies, mug in hand, and moves up to watch the contest.

Reese cheers as the matches continue. "Yay, battle of the vs!" She calls out.

Victus checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 26 higher.

Victus has rolled a critical success!
Victus checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 57 higher.

Victus checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 33 higher.

Mayir takes off his hat and gives a low, sweeping bow, making sure not to spill his beer in the process. "Well done, old chap! I thought I was a goner for sure with that second dart!" But yet he pulled it off, and so he makes his way back to rejoin Alessia at their table.

Violet checked dexterity + small wpn at difficulty 15, rolling 37 higher.

Violet has rolled a critical success!
Violet checked dexterity + small wpn at difficulty 15, rolling 7 higher.

Violet checked dexterity + small wpn at difficulty 15, rolling 10 higher.

Victus saddles away from the bar and steps up to the plate. Or the... designated dart-throwing place. Wherever he is, he's chuckin' darts. Thunk goes one, the second hits dead-on the bullseye, and the third plonks somewhere close by. "Shit that's better than usual." He muses, looking back to his opponent with a nod. "Good shit." And with that he returns to the bar.

"If anyone wants to see the previous champions and the best rounds, they're posted up there!" Mae calls, and points ( look champions ). She then turns back to watch the darts fly, and smiles, and claps lightly. "Well done! Alright... that's 116 for Victus and 54 for Violet! Victus advances. Next up... Alessia and Palomie!"

"Let's go, Palomie!" Eleanor cheers, giving the knight in question a sunny smile.

Alessia checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 18 higher.

Alessia checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 10 higher.

Violet moves away from the table, pausing slightly to shoot Thorley a smile at his well wish, and waits for Victus to finish his throws at the line. She gives him a smile and bobs her head to him. Though she tries, she makes a face as things just don't...fall well. She lets out a sigh as she returns to her table, shrugging and spreadding her hands. "I tried!"

Alessia checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 17 higher.

"Woo, Palomie1!" Thorley adds in, giving the woman a grin before he's making room for Violet to return to her seat.

"Paloma," the knight says, rising to her feet. She sheds her cloak, revealing a grey sleeveless tunic. She's showing off her arms. Hey, she's got good arms. She steps up to the line and gets ready to throw.

Khanne hearing Thorley's voice, she looks around then waves to him with a smile.

A messenger arrives, delivering a message to Eleanor before departing.

Felicia calls out,"Go on, Paloma! You can do it!"

Paloma checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 19 higher.

Paloma checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 26 higher.

Alessia gets up from the table she is sharing with Mayir when her turn comes up, gathers up some darts and throws them in rapid succession. She squints as she peers at the dart board.

Paloma checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 18 higher.

Mayir sticks his fingers in his mouth, and whistles low, in support of the non-King's-Own competitor in this round. "You got it, Alessia!" he calls out when her darts land on the board. "You show 'em how it goes!" A frown, then. And then he revises: "But you came real close!"

As Khanne acknowledges him, Thorley offers a polite bow of his head in greetings, before the knight looks at Paloma's impressive arms and gives a low whistle, before returning to the table chatter.

Mae cheers and claps as both women throw. "Alright! Good job!" she calls. "Okay, that's... 45 for Alessia and 63 for-... sorry, how do I say it? Palom-uh?" Mae asks, ever-so-sweetly. She then writes the scores on the chalk board, and turns. "Next up! Itzal and Mae!" calls out Mae. "After you, dear darling little brother," Mae says, with a little gesture.

Esoka pounds on the table some for Paloma. Encouraging! For this person she's just met. She notes Khanne, when Thorley acknowledges the shaman, and flashes a toothy smile in her direction. "Lady Khanne! Are you drinking tonight? I heard there was pink last time." Pause. "Not sorry I missed it."

Magpie just watches happily, still perched on the bar counter with legs dangling and lightly kicking. "Good luck, sweetheart!" He calls to Mae.

Reese yays. "Battle of the siblings!"

Itzal sighs, somehow managing to be heard all the way over from the bar. "Well, off I go. Maybe I'll be lucky and it'll ricochet to her. Feel free to make bets!" he says before moving over into position, and throws his darts!

Itzal checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 26 higher.

Itzal checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 22 higher.

Itzal checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 19 higher.

Madeleine plops into the chair by the fireside for warmth and enjoys her beer and the free show, humming a cheerful tune to herself.

Madeleine has joined the Hearthside Table.

Alessia smiles good-naturedly and offers a slight bow to Paloma. "Well played, Dame Paloma," she says, before returning to her seet. She gives a look and a little shrug to Mayir, though she seems grateful for his vote of confidence. She settles back again, and takes up her drink once more, watching the others as they continue on. "Maybe I'll do better with the drinking," she mumbles.

"Don't need luck, my love!" Mae calls, to Magpie. "He's bad at /everything/," Mae says. Even as Itzal starts throwing darts. Mae huffs, then grabs up her own. "Going doooown," she promises the man that's about a foot taller than she is.

"C'mon, Mae!" Eleanor cheers, standing from her table and moving around toward the bar.

Mae checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 58 higher.

Mae checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 34 higher.

Mae checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 32 higher.

"It was awful!" Khanne calls out, wrinkling her nose to Esoka. "I was happy to lose on the first round, that one... but yes, I am going to attempt it again. I have my own whiskey... just in case I need to wash the taste out..." She smiles charmingly to Magpie then. She then calls out, "Good luck Cullers!"

Darts throw, Mae leans left, then right, and eyes them. "See, Itsy bitsy... the little red thing in the center is worth /more/ points," Mae says, with a sugary smile. "That's Itzal with a measly 67 and Mae with 124!" Mae calls. "And now give me just a minute to figure out round two!" she calls.

"Hello, Magpie," Eleanor says, coming up beside him at the bar. "Did you see my score? Pretty good, even if the princess beat me solidly." She turns to lean against the counter top to procure a drink. Water. "I decided on names for the turtles."

The going down comment seems to have given the younger brother an idea, from the way he grins. "Oh look, I am!" Itzal exclaims, and stumble he does, right into Mae! Oh the woes of being so tall! And she was trying to figure out round two, the shame.

"I *did* see your score and I was quite impressed." Magpie says to Eleanor when she joins him at the bar. "Did you see Victus's bracelet? I think you should ask to see it." He says with a grin, then asks, "What names did you decide on?"

Mae checked strength at difficulty 15, rolling 1 higher.

Esoka offers Thorley a small nod. A touch abashed. She cracks a grin. "And the wiser for you. I hope the foolishness you'll witness from the rest of us won't be too much to bear." There's more table-pounding for Mae, at the outcome of that, and a chuckle to Khanne. "If nothing else, Calaudrin's shop is right next door. It's a very convenient place to fall down. And half mine now. Sort of. Close enough."

Mae starts forward, but then has Itzal falling onto her. She grunts. "Staaahp!" she whines, and SHOVES the man. Hopefully into the GROUND. Mae grumbles in the way only an older sister can, then starts for the chalk board. "Okay! Reese and Felicia, Mayir and Victus, Paloma and Mae!" Mae calls out. "C'mon up, Reese and Felicia!"

Chuckling, Thorley shakes his head. "No, feel free to drink to your liver's content." he offers with a laugh. "I have just made a promise to try to curr my own habit for now."

Itzal checked dexterity + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 67 higher.

Khanne "Good to know," Khanne smiles to Esoka. "Though, I have yet to lose my stomach in public. I hope not to start any time soon. Passing out though, I suppose, is a possibility. I nearly did that once.. I think. Mae actually kind of... saved me that night." She looks over to Mae and gives her a big smile.

Reese rises to her slippered feet upon hearing her name announced. She looks over to Felicia, giving her a smile that touches her blue eyes. "Oh, a rematch, I think we were up against each other last time too. It is an honor Dame Felicia." She says.

"Aw, man, Mae! Victus? Really? You can't fudge it for family!" Mayir is protesting from the side where he is sitting with Alessia before he turns back to his conversation.

Reese checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 30 higher.

The shove becomes an impressive flips that ends with him on his feet, atop a table. "My hero! Truly, I am blessed to have the family that is mine." he says with a theatrical bow. And then he's off, jumping from table to table without missing a step, to finally end at the bar, and to the seat he occupied previously. "Another beer for me, if you would!" he tells the barman. Hijinks are thirsty work.

Reese checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 43 higher.

Reese checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 33 higher.

"Ah, doomed now." Felicia offers for her table with the shake of her head as she gets to her feet and ambles towards the line again. An inclination of her head offered to Reese along with the offer of,"Afer you, your highness, and we were indeed. I can think of none better to be eliminated by."

Eleanor glances toward Victus, eyes tracking to his wrist. "I didn't, but I assume it's the friendship bracelet you gave to him and not to me." She leans back against the bar so she can watch the next match. "C'mon, Felicia!" she shouts. "Creampuff and Sunshine," she says to Magpie, all innocence. "Grumpy is Creampuff."

Felicia checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 39 higher.

Felicia checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 23 higher.

Felicia checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 35 higher.

Cheryl the Assistant Innkeeper have been dismissed.

Scourge, a sweater wearing rat-dog have been dismissed.

Paloma gets up and walks over to the bar to buy a fresh drink. "Are you talking about the turtles?" she asks Eleanor, giving her a mom-look.

Magpie grins, "It *is* a friendship bracelet. Don't take it personally, though. I just sent out a few." He reaches to give Eleanor's shoulder a squeeze, "We'll be best friends someday soon, I'm sure of it." Then he snickers, "Creampuff and Sunshine. I love it. That's perfect." His blue eyes stray to Paloma, "Hi there. Have we met?"

"You still owe me a drunken kiss!" Mae calls out, obviously having heard Khanne. She sets eyes on the dart board, then, to count. "Great job! That's... 106 for Reese, 97 for Felicia! Reese advances! Mayir and Victus!"

Derovai strolls out of the boarding rooms, leaning against the wall nearest until Reese and Felicia are done making their dart throws. "No Lord-Magister here to make us all look like Arvum's best dart-players?" he wonders aloud, with an unconcerned shrug. "Less here today, Mae. Do you think the cupcake liquor scared them all away?" And then he's heading for the bar to grab a drink. "I got rid of mine. Should have charged for it, come to think of it."

Mayir checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 25 higher.

Mayir has rolled a critical success!
Mayir checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 27 higher.

Mayir checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 10 higher.

Khanne looks to Eleanor and says, "I didn't get one either... I know where I stand now...' She hmphs and looks back over to Mae with a grin and a wink.

Victus checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 21 higher.

Victus checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 33 higher.

Victus checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 18 higher.

Mayir bounds up from his chair again and comes up to the line to toss three more darts at the board. What is that on his wrist, Eleanor? Is it some sort of bracelet? A woven sort of cloth thing? It couldn't be. In any event, he frowns at his last one. "I'm never going to advance with that one."

"Wow, that was close." Reese says to Felicia. She watches the next match with allt his interest.

Felicia salutes Reese,"Congratulations." she offers with a flash of a grin for the princess before slipping back to her seat to watch.

Magpie groans, looking over at Khanne. "Look. Not *everyone* can-.. augh. I give you guys other gifts!" He protests before rubbing at his eyes.

Eleanor lets out an exaggerated breath of disappointment and gives Khanne a sympathetic look. "We can make our own friendship bracelets and not give him any." Mayir's wrist is noted with a huff. The look she turns to Paloma is all innocence. "I am. Magpie is building them a house, even though we're not friends. I even named one of my turtles after him."

"Oh! Mayir!" Mae calls. "So close!" she says. "That's 62 for Mayir and 72 for Victus!" Mae calls out. "Victus advances!" she calls out. "That leaves... Paloma and Mae!"

Victus turns his incredible, beautiful, absolutely lovely friendship bracelet that was a Magpie exclusive for only him around to face forward on his arm. "What can I say, guess I'm just real fucking special." He comments to the ladies as he takes his seat at the bar. "Good shit, Mayir."

Mayir slumps his shoulders a bit as he makes his way back to his seat, kicking at a floor board. Sure, did he think he'd be able to beat the High Lord of Thrax? Maybe not! On the other hand -- "Yeah! You, too, Your Grace!" Good game, all.

Paloma raises an eyebrow, leaning her hip against the bar. "Do all of your not-friends build you structures?" Theeeen she's called up, so she drains her glass and gives Eleanor a half-assed salute, walking over to the darts line.

Madeleine has beer. She is content. She lifts her glass in toast in general.

Thorley checked composure at difficulty 15, rolling 0 higher.

Paloma checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 11 higher.

"You named it after the *insulting nickname* you call me!" Magpie blurts out at Eleanor in loud exasperation.

Paloma checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 13 higher.

Paloma checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 14 higher.

Khanne looks from Magpie to Eleanor and asks, "ooooh... what did you name it, new bestie?"

//CLANG// there's a loud distracting noise at the window table and Thorley gives Violet a look, his cheeks red for a moment, as he reaches down to run his knee.

"That's Paloma," Eleanor tells Magpie, watching the next pairing with a frown. "Who am I supposed to root for here?" she asks the world at large, forlorn. "And - hey! It is /not/ insulting." Huffing again, she tells Khanne, "Creampuff."

Mae checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 25 higher.

Mae checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 57 higher.

Mae checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 37 higher.

"Mm... to cheer for family or to be petty..." Itzal wonders out loud, but lo and behold, it's already done. "Oh good, I can delay that dilemma for another round!" says the bard from his seat, back to his sweet contentment of drinking his beer.

"HEY!" Mae calls off towards the table by the window. At Thorley. "Don't stress my table!" Mae calls at the knight. Then grumps, and turns her attention back to the darts. Plonk, plonk, plonk... She considers a moment. "That's... Paloma 38, and me at... 119! Go me," Mae says.

Paloma executes a flawless courtly bow to Mae. "Well played."

Khanne presses her lips together to try not to laugh. "Creampuff..." She fake coughs, again, trying not to laugh. Clears her throat, trying not to laugh.... then just distracts herself by waving to Derovai before the //CLANG// by the window snags her attention. "Last time I saw his cheeks that red... well... I can only guess what's going on over there..." She snickers.

"If it breaks, charge it to the Crimson Blades!" Thorley calls back out at Mae. "They brought the rats in here!"

Madeleine looks over at the CLANG. "Children, are you up to something," the cheeky Archlector says with a smile and a wink cast towards the window.

"Always, Archlector." Felicia calls back with a grin for Madeleine, half raising her mug,"But on my word, this time it wasn't me."

"What? Rats? Scourge eats all the rats!" Mae says, with a huff. SHe walks up to the front, then writes down scores, and rolls dice. "Okay, next round! ... Reese and Mae! Victus gets a bye!" Mae says, then turns to flash a smile. "You're up, my darling Knight of Ribbons."

Derovai lifts his drink at Khanne's acknowledgment. "Written it down yet?" he calls over to her alongside the bar, not bothering to clarify. A swig of whiskey later, he raises his brows to punctuate. Just in case she misses the point, apparently.

"I have duty in the morning." Thorley grumbles good-naturedly. "But I will be around after morning training." the knight offers as he moves to rise to his feet, a glance shared with the table, before he turns to head off.

Madeleine laughs for Felicia and returns the lifted mug toast. "Excellent, ALWAYS be up to something," she advises.

"See? Insulting." Magpie says in a flat voice, gesturing to Khanne with a roll of his eyes for Eleanor. The sailor just shakes his head. Of course, it's all a show because he's grinning again a moment later.

Reese blinks when she hears her name. "Oh, its me." She looks over to Mae, giving her a smile that touches her blue eyes. Reese pads over to the dart board once again upon her slippered feet.

Reese checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 47 higher.

Reese has rolled a critical success!
Reese checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 125 higher.

Reese checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 39 higher.

Esoka offers Thorley a wave as he moves off. "Gods keep, Thorley. Be well." And then, some table-pounding as Reese gets up to throw again.

Khanne shakes her head to Derovai and says, "still collecting." Looking to Magpie she says, "what?I didn't even laugh!"

Eleanor leans forward so she can waggle a finger at Itzal, around Magpie. "You didn't listen to me at all, did you," she scolds with a shake of her head. Then Khanne's non-laughter draws her back. "It's not supposed to be funny," she observes, though she's grinning. "I should come up with something insulting, since we're apparently not friends." She stops to admire Reese's shot, nodding knowingly. "See? I was set up to fail."

Mae watches Reese go, with a big bright smile. Then she watches the darts lands. Her eyes go wide. "Oh, my," she says. Then she clears her throat. "Okay then..." And Mae lets her darts go.

Mae checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 9 lower.

Mae checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 15 lower.

Mae checked dexterity + legerdemain at difficulty 15, rolling 2 lower.

Violet looks disappointed as Thorley stands suddenly. But she lets him know with a softly murmered word as he goes. Then she leans back and pouts a little at the ladies at her table. "Well, I guess I'll have to find someone else to set me straight."

Waldemai claps a steel helmet on his head.

Mae starts tossing darts, and one goes way off target. The other hits one of the lanterns hanging over head. The last one /almost/ makes it on the board. "Aw, geez!" she says. "What happened!" she says aloud, totally mystified. There's a over-acted frown, then she turns back to the crowd. "That means Victus and Reese in the final round!"

Itzal looks positively offended at Eleanor. "I wrote her a song! It was in the journals! What more do you want form me, woman?!" with the voice only outraged artists can achieve, even as laughter remains within his brown eyes.

"Oh for fuck's sake! I will make you both friendship bracelets! I promise!" Magpie exclaims, sighing heavily. "You are both my friends."

Thorley has left the Window Table.

"I'd like to read it, when you get a chance, Khanne. Will you remember it?" There's a touch of concern there, as if Derovai suspects that Khanne may not, indeed, remember something that seems very important to the dark-clad man. His face tenses just a little, before he looks back towards the darts. "I must not have scored high enough," he remarks dryly.

"They're not gonna be as good as mine." Victus comments to whoever Magpie is trying to explain that too. "He made this one the nicest one. For me." He taps the friendship bracelet again. It even said V I C T U S in big letters. Clearly marking it as favoritism. He keeps doing this as he's backing up to the dart board, including as he's grabbing his darts, and only stopping when it's time to throw.

Victus has rolled a critical success!
Victus checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 57 higher.

Victus checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 16 higher.

Victus checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 19 higher.

Reese had quite the amazing throws that turn, maybe she really wanted to beat Mae? She then watches as Mae misses three times, seemingly mystified herself. "Mae..." She says in her direction. she then smiles as the next round is announced. Reese watches Victus throws. "Oh, good throws." She says, before stepping up to throw herself.

Reese checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 38 higher.

Reese checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 62 higher.

Reese checked dexterity + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 55 higher.

Madeleine claps as Reese and Victus are the finalists. "Bravo! Go your highnesses!"

Khanne hmms and asks Eleanor, "so... how did he earn that nickname, I wonder?" Smiling at Magpie she says, "I know you are. But, I get to give you a difficult time on occasion, don't I?" She pouts a little. "and I mean... Victus has one! It's just not fair...." She sniffles, but then grows more serious as she looks back to Derovai. "I remember it. I promise. Wish to test me?"

A messenger arrives, delivering a message to Esoka before departing.

"But did you tell her," Eleanor leans around Magpie again to talk to Itzal. "The /thing/?" She turns with a frown at Magpie, still leaning across him. "It's not really the same if it's accompanied by 'for fuck's sake fine', is it?" she asks Khanne. To Itzal again: "See? This is why you should tell people how you feel about them."

"Hey!" calls out Mayir, to the High Lord, when he proclaims that his bracelet is the nicest one. He holds up his wrist, in rebuttal. "MINE is the nicest one." And, true enough, Victus's is only good while Mayir's is VERY GOOD.

Itzal checked dexterity + stealth at difficulty 15, rolling 42 higher.

"Alright that's... 155 for Reese, 92 for Victus!" Mae says, loudly. "Our winner of darts tonight is Princess Reese Grayson!" Mae calls out. "Reese, for your impressive dart-throwing-..." Mae turns to look at the commotion around her husband, and sighs. "Mags! Stop flirting for a second! Do you have the prize...?"

"I suspect I'll end the night decidedly unstraight, so not the job for me," Esoka says wry to Violet. Downing more water. Building up a base, for what's to come. A courier hands her off a parchment, which she skims, frowns at, and tucks carefully away.

Itzal would no doubt have a clever retort, had he not decided to nope out of this conversation. So rude.

Eleanor waves a vague hand at Khanne's question. "It's a generally accurate description, I believe." She blinks at where Itzal was, but seems surprisingly unflustered by his disappearance.

Khanne applauds for Reese with a bit of a whistle. "Way to go Reese!"

Madeleine cheers for Reese, spilling a little bit of beer onto her robes. "Bravo, Princess! Nicely chucked!"

"Sounds like a load of bull." Victus returns to Mayir with a shrug. "I think Magpie's heart only has so many openings. Clearly with an affinity for real friends." He says as he returns to his seat, briefly glancing back at the dart-board to confirm if he did well or not. He did /okay/.

Alessia grins at something Mayir said, then she turns her attention back to the darts, and applauds as Reese comes out as the clear winner. She lets out a cheer. "Great job, your Highness!" she calls. She's set her mug of beer aside, half-finished, while she's been engaged in conversation with Mayir.

Derovai's mouth twitches a little at Khanne's offer. "No. I'll know when you write about it, exactly how much of it you remembered." He leans against the bar, watching the dart throws, still thoughtful, tipping his whiskey back judiciously.

Itzal has left the Crow Bar.

"Because I was already building you a *turtle* *house*." Magpie argues with Eleanor, "And maybe I-" He stops when he hears Mae yelling at him. "Oh!! The prize. Right. Princess, it's just behind the bar, right there. It's big. Covered in that blanket." He points in that direction as the King's Own is still leaning on him."

Reese's cheeks are pink like the ribbons in her golden locks as she is announced as the winner. She has a smile, seemingly pleased with such. "Thank you." She says to those who cheer.

Magpie drops carved maple dartboard.

Felicia cheers for Reese,"Congratulations, your highness!" she calls from her spot, then snorts with sudden laughter and stares at Violet with a shake of her head.

Oh. Right. Eleanor straightens, freeing Magpie. "I'm not flirting with him, Mae-Mae," she calls back to Magpie's wife, blowing a kiss toward her. "Anyway," she continues to Magpie. Still not flirting. "I didn't realize it was a Friendship Turtle House. What colors do you like?" The last is to Khanne, Eleanor turning toward her. "For our bracelets. I'm Eleanor, by the way."

Madeleine makes her way towards the bar for the drinking part of the evenint's festivities. "Ooh yes. I'm in, I'm in," says the Archlector, plump and jolly as always. She grins at the others and offers a gesture of blessing. "Goddess bless this liquor we are about to consume so it may help us find good cheer and good company."

Madeleine has left the Hearthside Table.

"Khanne," she says in response to Eleanor with a smile. "Green.. grey.. blue. I suppose those are my favorites. You?"

"I have drinking to do." Magpie says, mussing Eleanor's hair in any way that he can as he slips down from the bar counter. He strides over to the main table and sits down. "Let's do this!! Oh! Mae, show them the prize now. So everyone sees it before they choose to wuss out."

Mayir cheers for the archlector when she blesses the event. Not that he's drinking. He's not dumb. "Goddess of drink /and/ sailors! She's just right for us!"

Mae claps for Reese as she gets her prize. "Well done, Reese!" Mae calls. Mae then steps over to the bar and grabs up a crate and lugs it back to the center table. "Okay everyone, if you're drinking, get over to this table!" she calls. "There are buckets all over the place. Please make sure to puke /into/ a bucket! Or at least on the tarp!" she calls. Then a deep breath. "And... tonight's special booze..." She pauses and drums on the table with her hands. "Drum roll...!" And then she grabs the bottle and pulls it out. "A lovely sparkling cinnamon liquor!" Mae says.

Esoka stands, as the call for the start of the drinking goes around. "I almost won this bit once! Tonight, I shall triumph." She says it as if making a very serious vow. About drinking.

Mae gets Dame Cornelia's Cinnamon Curse from a cheaply made crate.

Mae drops Dame Cornelia's Cinnamon Curse.

Paloma rises, standing up on her chair. "I was bested at darts. I shall not be bested at this," she declares. Has she had a few already? Yes. Yes, she has.

Reese makes her way over to the table. She has a hard time resisting competitions. "Ohhh..spicy." She says upon seeing the booze. She sounds just a bit concerned.

Waldemai mutters, "Woof." Who could drink that?

Eleanor submits to the hair-tousle with a fond nose-scrunch after Magpie. "Blue," Eleanor answers promptly. "I don't mind grey or green, either. You'll have to remind me in case I forget after I drink all this - oh!" Her eyes brighten at the announcement of the alcohol and her hands clasp together happily. "Sparkling!" She sets down her water glass with a determined thump.

"This booze will warm you up in this cold winter," Mae continues. "With a nice sweet finish! Low in alcohol, we will hopefully not get everyone... uh... dying like last time," she says, eyes going wide. Then she reaches back into the crate. "And I will reveal the prize tonight while we can all still see... The prize tonight is a /limited edition/ Highway Robbery figurine! Ultra limited, only five were made, and four are in use by Magpie reenacting great battles," Mae says, with a grin. Then she sets the figurine down on the table. "Our winner tonight will be taking home this beautiful thing."

Mae drops carved dragon figurine.

Madeleine claps at the lovely bottle and even more lovely figurine. "Well, that's worth a go, now isn't it? I just want to see if I can stomach that stuff without dying."

"It's a dragon." Victus scoffs at that. "Should've been a fuckin' serpent." Nonetheless, he's kicking up in his seat and getting ready for the action. Cinnamon burns or not, he was ready.

"Oooohhhhh." Violet's eyes go a bit wide as she eyes the price for the drinking. "Hopefully I will not be out the first round again," She says eyeing her water and the small glass of whiskey she has. It's a chaser. Who needs lemons!

Reese looks over to the dragon and her blue eyes widen. "Wow, that is a amazing." She says.

Madeleine has joined the Crow Bar.

Khanne tilts her head and looks at the bottle of liquid, cinnamon fire. "Well... Not the worst thing I can imagine... that was last time." She grins and says, "I'm in!" She looks at the dragon then and her eyes go wide, looking towards Magpie. She sighs and says, "maybe... maybe I'll get lucky this time..."

Alessia gets up from the table she's been sharing with Mayir, glancing at him with a grin as Mae announces the drink. "Sounds dangerously delicious!" She makes her way to the table too. She could be on the floor after two rounds, or she might make it. You never know!

Magpie just smiles and looks to Victus, "Well, we already drank the black rum. It wouldn't have been in theme."

Magpie checked stamina at difficulty 10, rolling 22 higher.

Waldemai pulls a good-sized pail of ale into reach, to cool off that cinnamon when it hits bottom.

Madeleine checked willpower at difficulty 10, rolling 4 higher.

Violet checked stamina at difficulty 10, rolling 9 higher.

Felicia checked stamina at difficulty 10, rolling 10 higher.

Esoka checked stamina at difficulty 10, rolling 28 higher.

Alessia checked stamina at difficulty 10, rolling 12 higher.

Reese checked stamina at difficulty 10, rolling 20 higher.

Paloma hops down off of her chair and sits back down, straightening her shirt.

Waldemai checked willpower at difficulty 10, rolling 40 higher.

Derovai checked willpower at difficulty 10, rolling 30 higher.

Paloma checked stamina at difficulty 10, rolling 15 higher.

Khanne checked willpower at difficulty 10, rolling 3 higher.

Victus checked stamina at difficulty 10, rolling 17 higher.

Khanne has learned her lesson before. She takes her shots in quick succession, immediately coughing after the last. "Oh... yeah... I don't think I'm going to be lucky..."

Madeleine doesn't look like a lightweight but she's an Archlector - drinking contests, even for Mangata, probably aren't something the Faithful get up to. She does, however, down the shots with a wrinkled nose and a chuckle of amusement. She then waves her hand before her face. "Hot! Hot! Oh my stars..." But then the aftertaste kicks in and she nods in appreciation as a connoisseur. "Starts off a house on fire but becomes a nice little beachside campfire in the end."

Waldemai follows the burn of that booze with a mug of ale, very refreshing. He starts to unleash an enormous belch, which turns into more of a snort when he notices Princess Reese right there. "Sorry," he mutters.

Esoka takes three shots in quick succession. "Spicy," is her deadpan pronouncement. Hard to tell if that's bad or good. She seems reasonably steady after it, though. For now.

Violet smiles as her three shots are set in front of her, eyes going to the rest of her tablemates. "Bottoms up!" She says and shoots one, two three, then whiskey. Someone has done this before. She doesn't quite slam the shot glasses, but she does set them top down firmly. Then her eyes go ride and she breaths in and out quickly. "OH! Ohohoh. Spicy! I like it!"

Magpie tosses back each of the shots for the first three rounds in rapid succession, coughing a little at the kick of the drink. He definitely makes a face and sucks in some air to cool his tongue, but he's still sitting there. "Oh, man. Wow. I only had a tiny sip when I tried it before. Fuck..."

Derovai isn't the toughest fellow, from appearances' sake. But when Mae brings round the shots, he takes three small doses of cinnamon liquor. Schooling his face into impassivity, he pops them down the hatch. One, two, three. And he draws a sharp little breath, shaking his head, but he doesn't cough, and his focus doesn't break. "That's all right, Khanne," he remarks casually, talking without a hitch. "If I don't tap out this time like I did the last time, well before I threw up, you can have the dubious honor of holding my bucket."

Reese drinks down her three shots without much difficulty. Her cheeks are really pink now maybe from the heat. She gies Waldemai a grin. "You are forgiven of almost all things. You gave me the unicorn." She says toward him.

Magpie checked dexterity + all at difficulty 9, rolling 9 higher.

Drinking time is usually where a Thrax flourishes. For Victus early on, it's no different. His expression barely changes as from shot to shot, though there's clearly something bubbling just beneath the surface. It's not clear yet. But there's something. Oh is there something.

Paloma settles down with her shots, downing them in rapidfire succession. She grunts a bit, but that is her only concession to the fiery hellscape going down in her mouth.

Alessia takes up her shots of the sparkling cinnamon liqueur and tosses them back, closing her eyes and shivering a little as the strong alchol burns its way down. She licks her lips, then sets the shot glasses down, glancing around. She folds her arms before her, and waits.

Eleanor checked stamina at difficulty 10, rolling 15 higher.

Khanne shakes her head and says, "nuh uh. No how, no way. I haven't held a bucket for anyone, and I won't start now. Northeners hold their own buckets."

Mayir has left the Murder Table.

Mae moves out pouring out drinks, assisted by the various workers there at the Murder of Crows. She watches for any signs of 'about to spew'. Seeing none, she grins, and starts making the rounds again. "Round two!" Mae calls out.

Derovai checked willpower at difficulty 15, rolling 0 higher.

Magpie checked stamina at difficulty 15, rolling 11 higher.

Reese checked stamina at difficulty 15, rolling 2 higher.

Felicia checked stamina at difficulty 15, rolling 5 higher.

Violet checked stamina at difficulty 15, rolling 4 lower.

Alessia checked stamina at difficulty 15, rolling 9 higher.

"Mmmm." Eleanor takes her first three shots quickly, pausing only for her nose to wrinkle up at the bubbles. "I like the bubbles," she declares. But she reaches for her water, taking a big mouthful to soothe her tongue. She takes her glass and wanders to Paloma's side. "What'd ya think?"

Khanne checked stamina at difficulty 15, rolling 2 lower.

Paloma checked stamina at difficulty 15, rolling 6 higher.

Eleanor checked stamina at difficulty 15, rolling 1 higher.

Waldemai has rolled a critical success!
Waldemai checked willpower at difficulty 15, rolling 7 higher.

Esoka checked stamina at difficulty 15, rolling 1 lower.

Victus checked stamina at difficulty 15, rolling 8 higher.

Madeleine checked willpower at difficulty 15, rolling 5 lower.

Reese downs three more shots and she still seems to handle them okay. "Soo...hot.." She says though, not seeming to enjoy this drink as much as the cupcake craze flavor.

Paloma looks up at Eleanor. "It tastes like repentance," she tells her, eyes watering.

Waldemai holds his nose, closes his eyes, and throws the next shot over the tonsils and down the throat. "Gah.." He gasps, and swills some ale. "Better than that sweet stuff last time, though."

Madeleine has hit her limit. Three, apparently. No more. Her eyes bulge as she tries to lift the fourth to her lips and she shakes her head. "Goddess, no... I'm not about to go heaving this up. No..." Her hand covers her mouth demurely and she manages, with calm grace, to find a bucket.

Esoka has left the Window Table.

Esoka is drinking /very/ quickly. Pounding each shot down on the table. She /will/ win this. She /will/ have her vengeance! She...starts looking a bit green, after downing several more of them. Gulp. That last glass is set down with no banging and she says a tight-lipped, "Excuse me." And moves /very/ quickly for the door. Maintaining her dignity(ish) enough to make it out the door to bring her liquor back up on the street.

Eleanor coughs after the last shot, thumping her chest. Her eyes water. "That sounds terrible." She licks her lips. "I kind of like it, just maybe..." She eyes the upcoming shots. "Not in this quantity."

Khanne takes the next shot and coughs, midswallow as it stings the back of her throat. Of course, mid-swallow means one thing... when she coughs, it goes in her nose. "Oh fuck!" she exclaims, putting a hand to her nose. "It burns... oh.. it burns so bad!"

Alessia downs the second around of shots, and she's still standing, which may be surprising given her frame. Perhaps she is more hardy than she appears. She glances around at the others around her, giving everyone a very warm and blissful smile of happy contented fuzziness. "Hic!"

Eleanor has left the Window Table.

Violet goes slightly wide-eyed after the next shot. A moment after shooting it she blinks and her cheeks become flushed. "Oh...it's one a them" She says and wavers every so slightly in her seat. Her gaze shifts to Felicia and her smile is slightly lopsided. "Oh sure, those are good too. Rugged in nice..verah verah niiiice." Hic. "Oh, that is no good." Another hiccup and she giggles girlishly. "Make him walk the plank!" She says to something Felicia says at the table very loudly. Yep, drink is good.

Magpie keeps drinking, steady and strong. He grimaces as he goes, but he's dogged in his consumption. "Hang in there, everyone! Eye on t-" *Cough cough cough*, "the.." *cough* "prize.." He rubs at his eyes, blinking rapidly as they water heavily.

Maybe he drank that last brace of shots too quickly. Whatever the case, Derovai looks just a little peaked this time as he drops three more full shotglasses down his throat. A gloved hand reaches out to the bar to steady himself, but after a moment, he gives the room a general thumbs up. Passed, it would seem, but just under the proverbial wire.

Anyone keeping score might note that Mae's /not/ drinking. She's happily pouring for others, though! She pauses next to Magpie. "Looks like... people are quitting a lil faster," she says, with a grin. "Think it's the bubbles," she decides. Then blinks. "You okay, sweets?" she asks, as if she has no idea what's wrong. Then, to the crowd, "If anyone wants a beer, it's right over there!" she calls out. "Round three!"

Victus is tapping on the bar after his next set of drinks. One, two, tap. One, two, tap. One, two, tap. So on and so on and so on.... He's fine. This is fine.

Felicia checked stamina at difficulty 20, rolling 8 higher.

Victus checked stamina at difficulty 20, rolling 3 higher.

Alessia checked stamina at difficulty 20, rolling 7 lower.

Reese checked stamina at difficulty 20, rolling 17 higher.

Eleanor checked stamina at difficulty 20, rolling 2 lower.

Paloma checked stamina at difficulty 20, rolling 4 higher.

Waldemai checked willpower at difficulty 20, rolling 2 lower.

Derovai checked willpower at difficulty 20, rolling 5 higher.

Magpie checked stamina at difficulty 20, rolling 1 higher.

Felicia tap-taps the empty shot on the table, and her foot on the floor,"Ohhhh..." starts the next chorus, a little louder as she waits for drinks to be delivered,"Put him in the long boats 'til he's sober... put him in the long boats 'til he's sober... put him in the long boat 'til he's so-BERRR! Ear-ly in the morn'ng." the next chorus is offered before she collects her shot and downs it.

Waldemai throws the next shot down. Down, boy, down! His jaw muscles clench, his eyes to water. "'Scuse me," he mutters through clenched teeth. Annnnndddd....He's out!

Nope, that's it. Eleanor taps out. She drinks half of the next shot, but no more. Coughing, she half chokes on the liquid and shakes her head. "Nope." Her eyes water and she swipes at them with the back of her hand. "Nope. I'm done. I actually /like/ this drink, and I'd like to be able to drink it again without regret in the future."

Magpie coughs while downing one of the next shots and spends a moment hacking and sputtering as the bubbles invade his nose and his lungs, scouring the sensitive flesh there and leaving him struggling. He clenches his eyes shut, though, then after a moment, snatches up that cup and drinks the rest down before slamming it back on the table. STILL COMPETING.

Reese empties three more shot without too much difficulty. She is a little tipsy, but in the happy and still drinking sort of way. She winces when Waldemai struggles. "Oh..." She says in his direction.

Derovai is on a mission. One. Two. Three shots down. He's grimly focused now, and he grins a little bit as he sees Waldemai tap out, scanning the room to see who else is left. He lifts the empty shotglass towards Felicia. "Nice song. I wonder if it, too, would be better sober." His voice is a bit high and thin from the drink, but he's gotten through the third round.

Alessia goes for round three, feeling pretty good about herself. Yes, good about herself. Congratulatory even. She's going to make it! She stares blearily at the glasses as they are passed around, and it takes her a couple tries to snatch hers. She downs them like a champ, and then... whoa. Is the room spinning? She puts a hand over her mouth, and wobbles her way over to a bucket. What ensues is not a very lady-like representation of her house, but then again, she never was the lady-like one! Once finished, she wobbles her way back to her seat... at least she thinks it's her seat... and flumps down into it, looking ill.

Paloma downs her three shots with crisp precision, before adding her own verse to Felicia's song. "Shave his belly with a rusty razor, shave his belly with a rusty razor, shave his belly with a RUSTY RAZOR ear-ly in the morning!" She grins at Thorley, her broken tooth gleaming.

Eleanor has more or less recovered from her coughing fit. She's nursing her water, now, and turns to regard Paloma with wide eyes. Blink. "You sing?" You smile?

Violet sways slightly and hiccups again. It is the cutest little sound too, more like a 'Hee' than a 'hic'. She takes another long drink of her water, trying to combat the spasm. It seems to work for she sings the next verse with Paloma, her voice melodic but with no training. "Shave his belly with a RUSTY RAZOR ear-ly in the morning!" Hic. "Damnn!"

Khanne leans against the bar again, drinking from her flask, one hand still held to her nose. She sways slightly as the others sing a song, the late hour.. or the booze... or both... starting to wear on her energy level.

Mae looks particularly pleased to see Paloma in such a mood. Soon as the next shot is down, she's refilling the woman's glass. "Keep it up, Palomie!" she declares. Then she's moving on to refill someone else's glass. "Round four!" she calls. "Never lasts more than four rounds..." she says, mostly to herself.

Felicia checked stamina at difficulty 25, rolling 1 higher.

Derovai checked willpower at difficulty 25, rolling 7 lower.

Victus checked stamina at difficulty 25, rolling 2 higher.

Magpie checked stamina at difficulty 25, rolling 1 higher.

Reese checked stamina at difficulty 25, rolling 22 higher.

"Oh no, no-no, it requires at least three shots, before it is permittted to commence." Felicia informs Devorai hoarsely, calling a 'hey!' for Paloma's contribution,"Way... hay, and up she rises, way, hey, and up she rises... way, hey and UP she rissseeess! Ear-ly in the morning." the lurching to her feet for rising up maybe almost did her in, certainly she's a little graceless in dropping back down with a grin for her table.

Paloma checked stamina at difficulty 25, rolling 4 lower.

Round four! And Derovai's mission ends in loss, it seems, as the cinnamon liquor gets the better of him. He grimaces, swallows, his composure breaking. There's a dull little, "Khanne," as he fumbles for whatever passes for a bucket for a second before stumbling back towards the boarding room hallway, jogging the last few steps to the cloakroom.

Reese downs yet more shots, having had a total of sixteen now, not that she is in a mindset to count. She seems to be handling the booze rather well, looking pink-cheeked, cheerful and tipsy without being sick or fully drunk. "Damn..we are badass." She says to those still drinking.

"I do not sing," Paloma informs Eleanor. One shot. Two. Th... no. She puts it down. "No," she declares. She glares angrily at the shot, as if it insulted her. "NO," she informs it, louder, more clearly.

Magpie just keeps drinking, a smug smile on his face as he keeps the next round down. "How are you feelin', High Lord?" He asks with a snicker, looking Victus's way. Then he looks up and down the table. "Oh, not many of us left, are there?"

Victus stares right back at Magpie. He hasn't opened his mouth for anything but the drinks. And he stares. He just /stares/. His expression entirely neutral and blank.

Khanne looks up at the sound of her name, trying to find the source of the voice. "What? Huh... oh.. shit... glad I didn't bring a cloak..." She winces as Derovai stumbles off. She looks at Magpie then and asks, "if you win, the rules are you give the dragon to your patron, right?"

"So serious." Reese says to Victus. "He wants that dragon, bad."

"You tell it," Eleanor says to Paloma, giving the other knight a pat on the shoulder. "And sure you don't."

Madeleine says, "Goddess bless and keep us all from dying. So say we all..."

Magpie eyes Khanne with watery, slightly-bloodshot eyes. "Well I was *thinking* about it until you asked. But.. YES. Fine. If I win, it's yours." The man relents.

Alessia glances around, her head lolling this way and that as she becomes fascinated with the way the room spins every time she mvoes her head. Eventually, she makes her way over to a bucket again, and then she seems to feel a little better. Just enough to shuffle her way toward the door, that she might head home.

Felicia gives Violet a cheery little wave... okay, so it's more like, a vague flopping about of her wrist as she beams at her brightly,"Be careful on your walk home." she offers in a slurred voice before chiming in to Madeleine,"So say we all!" and clearing her throat with a glance at Paloma and Eleanor, she wouldn't, would she? Surely there's not more verses.

Alessia has left the Murder Table.

Again, Mae makes her rounds. "Oh, no more?" Mae asks Paloma, with a frown. Then a giggle. She reaches out to snag the undrank shot and puts it down herself. Her first of the night. Then she looks around once more, and winces. "And that's Derovai out... Leaving... aww, geez. Someone's gonna have to carry Reese home!" Mae declares. And then she's pouring more. "Round /five/!" she says, loudly.

Paloma punches Eleanor in the arm, a little too hard.

Magpie checked stamina at difficulty 30, rolling 13 lower.

Felicia checked stamina at difficulty 30, rolling 6 higher.

Derovai checked willpower at difficulty 30, rolling 16 lower.

Victus checked stamina at difficulty 30, rolling 13 lower.

Reese checked stamina at difficulty 30, rolling 10 lower.

Waldemai passes the princess an ale to wash the bitter tears away.

Violet has left the Window Table.

Magpie brings the cup to his lips, sucking in a breath, and that's when that strong blast of even more cinnamon is too much. The man reels a bit, then quickly sets the glass back down and groans, covering his nose and mouth which his arm as he squeezes his eyes shut and just shakes his head. He pushes the last shot away.

Reese tries the next round of shots and she seems really focused on trying to win. Her blonde lashes start to tear up as the heat finally overtakes the pink princess. Her cheeks are red and not in the pretty way, in that splotched pale person way. She sets the shot down and whimpers while biting at her lower lip and trying not to puke.

There's a gurgle. Then an odd bubbling. Then suddenly, Victus mouth is opening wide and a sound most unholy passes through his throat. Like the sound of a small animal slowly peeling away into the next world, its gargled cries a cacophony of misery as its final moments are spent in crippling agony. Mixed with the sound of hard gas being released at breakneck speeds. If there was any cinnamon powder left in that drink it would be spewing from his vile maw like a dragon's breath of hot, hurling magma. The High Lord turns on his stool and keels over, holding his gut and covering his head with his arms. To prevent any from having to suffer any more of this vile cinnamon poison.

"Ohhh..." Felicia starts, apparently doesn't like the tone of it, then tries again,"Oohhh! STICK him in a barrel with a hosepipe on him... stick him in a barrel with a HOSEpipe on him! Stick him in a barrel with a hosepipe on HIIIIMMM! Ear-ly in the morrrn..nniiing!" it's about timing, or something, she taps along with her own rough singing, collecting the shot and throwing it back to punctuate it with.

Derovai shivers a little as he returns from the cloakroom, wiping his mouth off with the arm of his checked coat. He has a hand on the wall to steady himself, but at least beating a hasty retreat seems to have done him a little good. His eyes are a bit more focused, and he's content to stand -- well, slouch -- against the wall and watch.

Violet stands shakily from the table and waves limply at Felicia, Esoka, and the rest. "G'nigh'!" She says, her own words a little loose around the consenants. Then she moves through the bar, trying to force some focus as she makes her way. Passing by Reese she gives the Princess a cheeky thumbs up on her way out the door.

Khanne watches Magpie and quirks her lips to the side. "well... damn. Was worth a shot."

Esoka manages to stick her head back into the Murder in time to witness Felicia's victory. The King's Own gets a pumped fist! A somewhat weak one. She'll be dragging herself somewhere she can collapse now.

Reese looks toward Victus and then she looks away from him quickly as if she doesn't want to encourage her own nausea. She pushes up from her chair, trying to stand, but the room is spinning! "Whoa..." She says falling back ungracefully into the chair. She does seem quite impressed with Felicia though. Reese tries to give her congrats, but its hard right now to talk.

Mae watches, seeming confident that it'll be /this/ round that does it! And then Magpie pushes his shot away. And then Victus does his dragon imitation. Mae's eyes go wide and she steps back, just in case... well. Who knows! Then over to Reese. "Oh! Sweets, just let it go!" Mae says, grabbing a bucket and thrusting it at Reese. She then looks up and sees Felicia still drinking and singing. "Oh... oh, goodness! ... Okay! We have a winner! Felicia is our Winter '08 drinking champion!" Mae calls out.

Reese checked composure at difficulty 15, rolling 0 higher.

"Owww," Eleanor cries out, clutching her arm. "I'm the boss of you, remember." She takes a step backwards, out of arms reach. "I'll make you take the early shift." A pause, but she can't seem to leave the threat hanging. "No, I'll take it." And oh look! "Felicia!" She escapes Paloma entirely to trot over and thump Felicia on the back, looking proud. "Well done!" In a lower voice: "I'll buy your figurine."

Mae drops a small pouch made of black and red patchwork fabric.

Mae drops a cheaply made crate.

Paloma lets out a whoop when Felicia wins! She thumps the table, upsetting that last shot. It deserved it anyway. "I want a Felicia figurine," she drawls, almost a whine.

Reese tries to be humble about it, but she does have no small amount of Grayson pride! She is trying really really hard not to make a fool of herself and to well puke all that cinnamon back up. The bucket is brought close and Reese sucks in a sharp breath, still trying very very hard to be a Grayson Princess! It isn't working out very well at all. Her lashes are still damp and finally she slips from the chair and curls up over the bucket. It is not a lovely sight, to say the least.

Reese picks up carved maple dartboard.

Magpie looks up finally and gives Felicia a weak smile and a thumbs-up, then leans down to grab the nearest bucket. He drags himself to his feet and carries it over to Victus, leaving it in front of the man's face before he staggers drunkenly to the door, going outside to suffer that brutal liquor coming back up and burning him again on the way out.

Reese gets Murder of Crows throwing dart from a small pouch made of black and red patchwork fabric.

Esoka gets Murder of Crows throwing dart from a small pouch made of black and red patchwork fabric.

Esoka gets Dame Cornelia's Cinnamon Curse from a cheaply made crate.

Which is probably just as well, because Felicia made it to her feet, but the redheaded knight looks like she's uncertain she can take a step, or if she takes a step, just how far away the floorboards really are. And she's so busy trying to remember the lyrics that it takes a second for her to ask blearily,"Huh? W-what was that? I... oh hey... I won?" there's a delighted,"Ha! Magpie! I like this one, it's all fireballs and maple." the thump from Eleanor requires that she grabs at her Captain to make sure she doesn't wind up taking out herself, the table and everything else she can,"'s my figurine." she drunkenly points out to Eleanor,"Isn't it?"

Reese gets Dame Cornelia's Cinnamon Curse from a cheaply made crate.

Khanne gets Dame Cornelia's Cinnamon Curse from a cheaply made crate.

Felicia gets Murder of Crows throwing dart from a small pouch made of black and red patchwork fabric.

Felicia picks up carved dragon figurine.

Felicia gets Dame Cornelia's Cinnamon Curse from a cheaply made crate.

Victus gets Dame Cornelia's Cinnamon Curse from a cheaply made crate.

Derovai gets Dame Cornelia's Cinnamon Curse from a cheaply made crate.

Victus gets Murder of Crows throwing dart from a small pouch made of black and red patchwork fabric.

Derovai gets Murder of Crows throwing dart from a small pouch made of black and red patchwork fabric.

Waldemai staggers off. It's a long walk to Southport Square.

Magpie is overheard praising Mae for: Another fine darts and drinking night!

Paloma gets Dame Cornelia's Cinnamon Curse from a cheaply made crate.

Derovai puts Murder of Crows throwing dart in a cheaply made crate.

Eleanor gets Murder of Crows throwing dart from a small pouch made of black and red patchwork fabric.

Eleanor gets Dame Cornelia's Cinnamon Curse from a cheaply made crate.

Paloma gets Murder of Crows throwing dart from a small pouch made of black and red patchwork fabric.

Victus is overheard praising Mae for: AAAAHHHHHHH

Khanne gets Murder of Crows throwing dart from a small pouch made of black and red patchwork fabric.

Paloma is overheard praising Mae.

Felicia is overheard praising Mae.

Khanne gets Dame Cornelia's Cinnamon Curse from a cheaply made crate.

Reese is overheard praising Felicia for: Woots, won the drinking contest

Reese is overheard praising Mae for: Yeah, raising money for the soup kitchen.

Eleanor grins at Felicia, patting her on the back more gently. "It is yours, yes. I was offering to buy it, but frankly it would be deeply unethical to try to haggle with you in this condition." She holds on to Felicia's arm. "You gonna need some help getting home?"

Eleanor is overheard praising Mae.

"You okay, love?" Mae asks, as Magpie moves to the door. She'll hear the wretching in just a moment. Yeah, he's okay. She turns her attention back to Reese, and steps over. She idly pets the princess's hair. "You did /very/ well, my dear," she says, but can't help but giggle. As Reese tries not to puke, Mae sips at her own glass of the cinnamon stuff. "Good job, Flisha!" Mae says with a grin. "And make sure to introduce him to the turtles!"

Derovai gives a reluctant little grin to Khanne, striding towards the door. Don't mind the slight buckle in his knees; he certainly isn't.

Victus steadily raises up again. Like a phoenix from the ashes. Except he looked sick to his stomach and his face was sweating. In fact all of him was sweating, and sweating quite a lot. This competition had taken a fine toll on his spirit. But he hadn't puked, saved from that one single bit of injustice.

Khanne makes a 'mmmm' kind of noise. "I should.. go home...." She slips off her stool and blinks. "Thank you for the fun," she says to Mae, waving to Magpie and everyone else as she starts out the door. She can be heard groaning even as she walks outside.

"I shthink I should go home now." Felicia informs Eleanor with a solemn kind of nod and a bright but watery smile,"Ball knows the way, he's a good horsh." she slurs at the other knights and then hiccups,"Yessshh, he knows the way."

"You okay, Khanne?" Mae calls out that way. "I can get someone to walk you home!"

Khanne is overheard praising Mae for: *groaning noises*

Mae gets Murder of Crows throwing dart from a small pouch made of black and red patchwork fabric.

Mae gets Dame Cornelia's Cinnamon Curse from a cheaply made crate.

Reese peeks up toward Mae, seemingly a bit calmed by her words. She still looks pretty sheepish. Her Grayson pride care barely handle this lack of dignity!

Zavi leaves, following Magpie.

Khanne waves a hand to Mae. "I'm okay... I'm okay... someone will write you if I don't end up home..."

Khanne has left the Crow Bar.

Drysi, a young shaman apprentice leaves, following Khanne.

Eleanor is grinning still, utterly amused by Felicia. "Yeah, a good idea," she agrees. "You sure you can stay on your horse?" She looks around, finding Paloma. "You going home? You look like you're more or less upright. Maybe you should go together."

Paloma looks deep in thought, or like she's listening to a symphony only she can hear. "What? Home. Yes. Probably."

"Do you beautiful knights need someone to help you home?" Mae asks, with a smile. "I've got an army of Cullers to help people home," she says. All the while, she continues to idly stroke at and tease Reese's hair.

"Absholutely." Felicia insists, watch, she can even blow a kiss Mae's way, and it only takes two tries to find Eleanor's arm,"You ladies have fun... I'mma... throw rocks at someone, and then go home." sounds perfectly reasonable to her from the way she nods her head with careful solemnity, staggering off in the direction of the doorway. No problem!

"NO ROCKS!" Paloma barks, following Felicia.

Paloma has left the Window Table.

"Little rocks." Felicia insists with a close pinch of her fingers,"He deserves it. Promise." and off she stumbles into the dark.

Felicia has left the Window Table.

Reese waves toward the king's own as they start to leave. She allows Mae to tease her blonde locks and they tangled up with lots of ribbons. She doesn't seem quite sure what to say, maybe still struggling with her pride. "You are doing good things, Mae." She finally says and sounds sincere. "I should get home. Maybe I should have some of the cullers help me. I hate to ask, but..." Reese says and trails off. She is wearing alot of expensive things and is very very drunk.

Victus nods very, very slowly. "Yep." He turns back to Mae who he greets with a nod. "I'm fucked up. I'm gonna go home and sleep." Simple enough. The High Lord raises from his seat, his guards raising from their corner of the room too. He takes one step and nearly slips, grabbing onto the bar for support. After a momentary pause, he nods again. "I'm good." And makes his best slow walk to the door. Off into the night.

"I think they've got it under control," Eleanor turns from the pair of Silver Swords to Mae with an amused smile. "Should I -?" She glances from Mae to Reese, and back to Mae. "I guess I'll join them." She licks her lips with an uncertain look, then holds up her bottle of bubbles. "I liked this one. Thanks." A flash of a smile, and she follows her wayward charges out the door.

"Be safe, your High Lordness!" Mae says, to Victus, with a sunny smile all the while. Mae then gives a little wave to Eleanor. "S'fine! I'll have one of my cousins walk her home. Or, well, a few of them. She's safe," she promises. Then back to Reese. "C'mon, Ribbons. Let's get you to your feet."

Eleanor pauses at the door to glance over her shoulder at Mae, brow furrowing. "No that's not..." She shakes her head. "Nevermind. Good night, Princess." And she leaves. For real.

Reese lifts her hand, waving to Eleanor as she leaves. "Sparkling, like she is." She drunkenly says. She then struggles to rise to her feet and Reese has terrible balance right now. Normally the princess is cat-like, now she moving like she just got hit over the head.

2 King's Own Guardsmen leaves, following Eleanor.

Victus has left the Crow Bar.

"Alright, boys..." Mae says, waving some of the lads over as she helps Reese upright. "Get her home safe," she says. There's several nods, and lots of 'yes, mae's. No Culler would dare defy Mae! Mae then turns to Reese, and leans in, and dots a kiss at the corner of her mouth. "Congratulations on your victory! Now go home and puke on Luca," Mae encourages with a grin.

Reese allows herself to be helped up and she seems to trust the Cullers to walk her home or maybe she just assumes they are loyal to Mae? "Oh...I will try not to." She says, suggesting that such an attempt might fail. She gives Mae this adoring and drunk smile that she probably wouldn't haven given her if somber. It speaks volumnes. Reese is then off, well stumbling off while being helped.

Mae picks up Dame Cornelia's Cinnamon Curse.