Arik sweeps into the High Lord's office with Mirk and Rowenova in tow and remarks, "I don't think your Liquor cabinet can withstand a crowd." to Darren behind his desk while giving Mirk the little motion to go on ahead to the High Lord since Arik has diverted to his personal liquor cabinet to begin rummaging around. Privileges of being a Voice it would appear.

Soot, a gray foxhound puppy, 3 Iron Guardsmen, Violet, a shopkeeper, 1 Crimson Blades Lieutenant arrive, following Petal.

Darren is behind his desk, conversing with Sasha who stands nearby. Two low tables have been added to the usual ensemble, one bearing an assortment of food and the other a variety of drinks both intoxicating and nonalcoholic. He turns to Arik with a grin. "Fortunately I've had it reinforced against this desperate battle." He turns to watch as a small crowd of penitents begins to trickle into the office, allowing some time for stragglers.

Cadern picks his way looking... well not sober but he looks coherent. Like someone who has decided that a little hair of the dog is optimal to putting up with the full force of the day in sobriety. He looks around for a moment and then sees a wall, the wall it seems he feels like needs reinforcing so Cadern moves to the wall to lean against and observe for the moment smiling politely to folks.

Sasha smiles as Arik walks in with Mirk and Rowenova following behind. She isn't partaking so more liquor for everyone else! As Cadern enters she offers a warm welcoming smile to him and soon moves over to the map table to sit and observe.

Sasha has joined the Redrain Family Map Table.

Rowenova happily follows after the Halfshav Lords (Arik and Mirk) into the Office Space of the High Lord! Today, the young scout is in her wolf pelt (which is no surprise), BUT she actually wears it above her actual face, the human one, which is finally seen! Quite hale (besides her usual chapping), the young scout bounds inside with her Messenger Bag over her armored back!

Arik picks out a glass for whiskey and a bottle from the liquor cabinet not using the ones already set out the Halfshav Lord pours himself a generous portion before returning the bottle and taking a sip. "Don't forget the pronouncements," he adds helpfully from his spot by the side given the more cozy and less crowded nature of the gathering.

Pawn, the courtier's apprentice, Quiet, a Valardin champion arrive, following Katarina.

Soot, a gray foxhound puppy, 3 Iron Guardsmen, Violet, a shopkeeper, 1 Crimson Blades Lieutenant arrive, following Petal.

Katarina has joined the line.

Petal has joined the line.

Petal arrives at the meeting while adorned in a Northern Shav woolen dress complete with mountains and thistles worked in the design. She has a smile of greeting for those gathered here and then quietly slips into the line.

Arik has joined the Redrain Family Map Table.

Darren nods to Arik, glancing around the room as the trickle of incoming attendants slows to a drip. "While I have some of you gathered here, I'd like to remind you all of the recent outbreak in the Lowers -- some sort of disease or contagion. We need to be wary of rodents and other small animals, and of the Lowers themselves, left the sickness spread." He nods, point delivered. "At this time, those of you who have brought an issue or concern for discussion with me may form a line. When your time comes, you may join me at my desk (join #1) for a private discussion of your issue while the other guests enjoy the refreshments."

Abalene, the Northern Hawk Owl arrives, delivering a message to Cadern before departing.

Arik claims a chair at the map table beside Sasha once Darren gets the announcements out of the way and nurses his whiskey with a slow sip.

Rowenova zooms over to the food table, fills up a small plate with a nice pile of those edible goodies, stops over at the drink table and pours up the provided cider into her own cup, and then she hauls off all this to where Marquessa Sasha and Lord Arik are.

Rowenova has joined the Redrain Family Map Table.

Katarina steps into the office of the high lord, golden eyes taking in the decor with an appreciative air before she sets herself loose amongst Northern peerage and commonfolk gathering to present their business to their liege. It's only natural the Marquessa of Giant's Reach is her first destination, dimples blooming with the warmth of her smile for her cousin. "Marquessa Sanna, just the woman I was hoping to see here," she murmurs, fingers touching in chaste display of familial affection for the lady before her gaze turns over the room with open curiosity. "I've not been to an open office meeting in a while. Leave it to being struck with random inspiration that stirs me to visit."

Katarina has joined the regal hardwood desk of the High Lord.

Arik looks at the young Valardin Princess and her cousin before remarking to Sasha, "You know I was speaking with Prince Tyren the other day, a recently returned to the city Valardin Scholar. I suggested he seek you out but you may wish to write him just in case."

Darren glances towards the short line. "It seems we're doing our job, Arik," he remarks loudly enough to be heard by the Redrain Voice. "Very well, Princess Katarina is first in line. Please, join me, Your Highness," he intones with polite formality.

Oh, and Katarina's migrating toward the High Lord's desk soon after because it's her turn and stuff to accost him with random business. "He's quite the personality, isn't he?" she gushes toward Arik about another of her cousins along the way.

Sasha smilles happily as she to Arik as he joins her at the table, offering a nod as she says "Hello Lord Arik," before she watches Rowe. She looks to Katarina as she says "It is always lovely to see you Princess Katarina, we can catch up after business. I promise." Her words warm and welcoming. She looks back to Arik as she says "Is that so? I will be sure to so just that after the meeting here." At Kat's response she looks intrigues as has curiosity echoing in her features as she inquires "Does he?"

Rowenova sets out her drink cup and food plate, then she sits down beside where Lord Arik is and stays silent as she not only raptly listens but quietly eats the provided refreshments after briefly flashing a big grin to Sasha.

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

Mirk has joined the line.

"He seemed a conversational sort when I met him." Arik agrees with Katarina and Sasha's curiousity before looking towards Darren and the short line. "Well at least there isn't a crowd of people in here complaining that I have offended and scandalized them. I had half expected it now that winter is over." he muses to the High Lord although he is in his conversation so Arik doesn't carry it further instead looking aside to Rowenova, "Have you gotten through everything by the way for Lord Mirk and myself?"

Darren says, "I take those complaints in private."

Rowenova just manages to swallow down a good swig from her cider mug before letting out a little laugh. She soon switches to work mode and leans sideways to answer back Arik's query.

Cadern looks vaguely amused at the size and he offers helpfully, "It's not the quanity of the complaints, but the quality of the complainer I've found." He says helpfully to Arik as he remains by his perch... It's perhaps a little... apt that the Ravenseye Lord appears content to wait at the edges and observe, and toss in his opinions rather than be the first one up for productive issues or complaints.

5 Sanna House Guards, Petroc, the most unassuming man you have ever met arrive, following Cirroch.

Rowenova has left the Redrain Family Map Table.

Rowenova immediately nods then gets up from the map table to go to Lord Mirk!

Katarina has left the regal hardwood desk of the High Lord.

Pawn, the courtier's apprentice, Quiet, a Valardin champion leave, following Katarina.

Pawn, the courtier's apprentice, Quiet, a Valardin champion arrive, following Katarina.

Arik has left the Redrain Family Map Table.

Arik has joined the Redrain Family Map Table.

Darren gets himself out another glass with a somewhat forlorn look towards the one he had before, now clutched in Katarina's hand as she departs the desk. He grins while he fills the glass from a dark bottle on his desk. "Thank you, Princess Katarina," he says. "I believe goodwoman Petal was next in line?" he asks.

Cirroch has joined the Redrain Family Map Table.

Arik lingers at the table with Cirroch and Sasha now offering the Marquis a dip of his head and then sips his whiskey. It appears the Voice of Redrain is just generally lounging about if needed.

Katarina escapes the presence of the high lord like a cat who got the cream - or in her case, whiskey. "It's pleasure doing business with you as always, Your Grace," she calls back to Darren, her meandering steps taking her to a graceful detour of Cirroch territory, swinging in to settle in with Sasha and her husband.

Katarina has joined the Redrain Family Map Table.

Petal perks up as she hears her name. She steps forward, giving the high lord a smile that touches her brown eyes. "Thank you for seeing me, your highness." She says and goes to take a seat at his desk.

Petal has joined the regal hardwood desk of the High Lord.

Rowenova dashes back to Lord Arik, next to whom her table setting still rests. Another swig of her cider cup is taken down before she whisper whispers more!

Arik shakes his head to Rowenova and makes a little 'go on' gesture.

Rowenova has joined the Redrain Family Map Table.

Cadern looks about and then apparently for lack of something better to do Cadern getsintoline/takes a number because well it seems like the thing to do and apparently his faith in the wall that he was supporting is that it will continue to stand as it has before.

Cadern lurks near the table then apparently not certain if just anyone can sit there but curious enough to listen in.

Cadern has joined the Redrain Family Map Table.

Arik receives a messenger and checks it before making a *tut* sound, "If you'll all excuse me, you may now complain to the High Lord about me. I have another meeting to attend."

Arik has left the Redrain Family Map Table.

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

Petal has a smile for Darren that touches her brown eyes and seems just a bit shy. "Thank you High Lord." She say sand then rises to her slippered feet. She heads off to the main table.

Petal has left the regal hardwood desk of the High Lord.

Petal has joined the Redrain Family Map Table.

Rowenova waves goodbye with the crow quill in her left hand then gets back to the missive writing on beige paper with black ink.

Darren hefts his glass for a long drink of whiskey, gazing towards the remaining line of one. "Lord Mirk Halfhsav, you are next!"

Mirk strides briskly and with purpose to the High Lord's table. He's silent as he takes his seat.

Mirk has joined the regal hardwood desk of the High Lord.

Katarina has left the Redrain Family Map Table.

Pawn, the courtier's apprentice, Quiet, a Valardin champion leave, following Katarina.

Petal has left the Redrain Family Map Table.

Mirk rises to his feet smoothly with a final dip of his head in Darren's direction, then turns to proceed to the table with the rest of the onlookers. His expression reveals little about the content or mood of his discussion with the High Lord. He claims a spot near Rowenova, gesturing to get her attention, and raises his eyebrows in question.

Mirk has left the regal hardwood desk of the High Lord.

Mirk has joined the Redrain Family Map Table.

Rowenova just finished marking off one item on her task list, then looks over toward Lord Mirk and leans in to listen up.

Darren rises from his desk, glancing towards the small crowd gathered around the map table as Lord Mirk Halfshav departs from the desk. "I believe that was everyone," he observes. "Thank you all very much for coming. I appreciate all of you taking the time to be here today. If there are no further questions or comments, I'm ready to end the session at this time. Any objections?" He glances around the room.

Darren has left the regal hardwood desk of the High Lord.

Rowenova says, "Thank you, Your Grace!"

"I do have one comment, Lord Arik said we can complain about him, so I'd like to complain he spends too many time in meetings and not enough with his friends," Cirroch complains.

Sasha checked composure at difficulty 15, rolling 7 higher.

Cadern shakes his head, "No problems here." He looks amused at Cirroch's complaint and he looks thoughtful as he starts to edge his way out.

Sasha manages to not giggle at what her husband says as she returns for taking notes about various things.

Darren grins towards Cirroch. "Duly noted," he observes in a dry tone. "You're very welcome, Rowenova," he offers the young clerk and scout. He chuckles softly, grinning towards her. "My apologies for Taran's reaction to you at the party, by the way. He'll get used to you." He squints towards Sasha with mock severity as though daring her to laugh! "Well. Alright then. This session of office hours is officially ended, but you are all welcome to enjoy the food and drink for as long as you desire."