DiscoDude: ---BEGIN SESSION---
DiscoDude: Session logging commenced
GM: So the street shuttle arrives at one of the biggest hotels you've ever seen, second only to the hotel back on Vboth in sheer verticality. It's front entrance is certainly more impressive, with its neon and myriad bulbs arranged in the outcropping above the doors, in a set-piece of a splay of cards with a local dressed as some sort of magician at their center.
Dovelia: "Street theatre? How droll." She's familiar with "illusionists" plying their trade with decks of cards and other implements.
GM: (Er, I think I didn't make it clear that this is a neon image of a magician as part of the setpiece above the door.)
GM: (Sorry.)
GM: (Think big Vegas casino front, with the larger than life light sculptures jutting out of it.)
Reality Glitch: ((Like line art made from the neon tubes?))
GM: (Exactly.)
GM: Taking note of the prior difficulty some of the chefs had with breathing, the attendants are quick to usher you inside.
Reality Glitch: Rachelle, with her newly acquired gas mask, couldn't help but gawk silently at the entrance.
GM: (Oh, okay, that works too. XD)
Reality Glitch: ((Didn't they hand those out?))
Reality Glitch: ((That's what I remembered.))
GM: (Maybe? I forget. Let's say they did.)
GM: (I assume everyone goes in either way?)
Dovelia: (i understood for the record)
Dovelia: (she just associates "magic" with dudes playing card tricks on the street instead of, y'know, Criss Angel or Penn and Teller-style performances)
Dovelia: (and yeah)
Reality Glitch: Rachelle catches herself after her brief pause and and brings up the rear of the group.
GM: Inside is extremely bustling, servants and guests hurrying about going from one somewhere to another; one might get the feeling that Damasqi don't like to stay in one place often - surprisingly hushed, though. There's a little posterboard info station with a little radio broadcasting edutainment programs about the Damasqi masks and whatnot if anyone is actually interested.
GM: (Anyone actually curious about the masks, or shall we move on to showcasing the zones and between-cookoff talk?)
Dovelia: does her best to check out the station as she moves along.
Reality Glitch: Rachelle takes a peak at the Damasqi mask-legend.
GM: '- are actually encouraged to not act on their true wants until it's time to come of age, where they fly away, find a point of seclusion, don their first mask that they were told to design in secret, and fly to another city to integrate into adult society anonymously. That need not be their only mask, either; they can take on whatever appearance they want. We on Damasque March hold values of anonymity that allows for passionate encounters and flights of fancy without fear of ridicule. We hope you can respect that! ... ... ... The origins of the Damasqi masks are-'
Dovelia: "Rather tragic, don't you think?" Dovelia says, looking sidelong at Rachelle. "A people who are compelled never to be who they truly are." She gives her mechanical arm a glance. "Not particularly fond of masks. Even the ones you can't see," she mutters to herself.
GM: (Key word "until.")
Reality Glitch: Rachelle frowns. "Now I'm worried the entire planet'll succumb to the Greater Internet ****wad theory."
Dovelia: (well aware, but at the same time the mask keeps anyone from recognizing their original selves)
Reality Glitch: "If it hasn't already."
Reality Glitch: ((Not necessarily, that first mask would most likely be the original self.))
Dovelia: (it's just Dovelia's IC response)
Reality Glitch: ((Not that anyone from their adolescent life would recognize them by behavior.))
GM: (Got it. Shall we? Does <@!Ratatoskr> have anything to contribute?)
Dovelia: raises an eyebrow. The translator system renders the term as a rather complicated allusion to Prince Yorgan of old, who would shed his crown and don a hood and commit all manner of crime and debauchery whilst incognito. She remembers the time as a child she thought to ask "but how did anyone ever know it was Prince Yorgan?", but...ah, that's neither here nor there.
Ratatoskr: Ratatoskr does not infect have anything to contribute other than a sound which may be interpreted as either confusion, or outright "meh" at the legend.
GM: "Now, I think you all know the gist of how to find one's hotel room at this point," whispers the bat-like Holly Go-Lightwave, "but do be quiet; soundproof walls are still in planning here, so the only people allowed to make a racket are the ones already in their rooms, and anyone finding themselves in the casino. Did I mention there's a casino? There's a casino." She jabs a thumb at some double doors with a smaller version of the set-piece outside above it.
Dovelia: looks at Holly: "Will the show be paying our expenses at the casino as well?"
GM: "Oh, I'm afraid you chefs won't be playing for money, should you participate; rather, for boons and penalties." (Last lines before I reveal zone info and scene options?)
Reality Glitch: "I think I'll just go straight to my room." Rachelle responds, "I think I have space jet-lag."
GM: (<@!Dovelia>? <@!Ratatoskr>?)
Dovelia: "My former husband used to try his luck at cards. Absolute terrible at it, the poor fool." She cracks her knuckles. "Rather fancied I could show him how it's done, if he'd only let me." She walks towards the doors to the casino.
Ratatoskr: "Ah, Games of luck, my favorite kind!" Says Rightatoskr, seems someone will be gambling boons and penalties soon.
GM: The Suites
No Sense of Privacy Among Servants | Personalized Mini-Kitchen | Balconies Are Intimately Spaced
The Lobby & Halls
Cameras Everywhere | Absurd Foot Traffic | Hush Policy
The Casino
Sanctioned In-Game Stakes | Loud | Cameras Everywhere
GM: (Now lemme explain: Me trying to come up with stuff that just "happens" to you has been clunky. So I wanna try this; you tell me what your character is doing, whether it's... spying on a judge, getting intel on the house chef (if there is one), prepping for the cook-off, harassing or confronting a rival, making an alliance with an NPC, something situational for this episode, advance your personal plotline, or anything you can justify. Doesn't have to be something your character set out to do either; you could have them possibly overhear a conversation, be the one approached by another chef, what have you. Sky's the limit.)
Reality Glitch: Rachelle goes to check on Mimi.
Ratatoskr: Ratatoskr is gonna go gamble and lose and probably get drunk and ruin his whole image, that's what happens at Casinos, right...right?!?
GM: (Ah, cementing your bond with her into an official alliance, eh? (I mean this from the crunchy mechanics perspective of a Player, of course.))
GM: (<@!Dovelia>?)
Dovelia: (1 sec)
Reality Glitch: ((I was thinking from a more in-character perspective.))
GM: (Oh, okay. I was assuming Rachelle wouldn't use those words to describe what she was doing, sorry for assuming.)
Reality Glitch: ((Rachelle's not the narrator and I'm not at peak mental capacity.))
GM: (Alright. Also, I was thinking of having each of you pick a "third party" chef to try and oppose/interfere with the scene. Or is that too much?)
Dovelia: looks for the nearest card table, or analogue. She's not certain if she knows any of the local games, but she saw her husband play enough different ones - badly - that she's reasonably certain she could pick up any game in short order.
Dovelia: "The green ones mean money, dear!" - Ha! She suspected innumeracy had been one of his myriad failings as a person.
GM: (So Dovelia and Ratatoskr are both just trying to play the games, and Rachelle wants to try and strike up an alliance with Mimi?)
Reality Glitch: ((Innumeracy? Numeric illiteracy?))
Reality Glitch: ((Pretty much.))
GM: (So quick poll; would asking you each to select a contesting chef to whatever you're doing at any given time be considered too much and/or too complicating?)
Dovelia: (admittedly Dovelia would probably be playing as a matter of personal pride even if there was no benefit in the actual cooking competition XD)
Dovelia: (i can barely remember any of the opponent chefs at any given time so yeah I'd rather not have to pick)
Reality Glitch: ((I'm fine either way.))
GM: (You okay with me picking for you if you don't want to, or is their presence at all problematic?)
GM: (<@&492818331418755092>?)
Reality Glitch: ((I'm fine whichever way we go.))
Ratatoskr: (Ah, sorry for taking so long, maybe i can continue Bullying messing around with resident grey alien.)
Dovelia: (whatever you prefer doing works for me)
GM: (I guess it's my discretion regarding if it's needed to make things interesting, I guess.)
GM: (Dovelia & Ratatoskr: Both of you cool with winding up at the same table?)
Ratatoskr: (AH, Sure XD!)
Dovelia: (of course! XD)
GM: Rachelle: As it happens, you and Mimi share a room this time (which seems to have a big playing card motif). There's... also several servants in the room. Just... standing there, staring from behind those masks of theirs. They both give a bow when you enter: "Welcome!" You only find Mimi herself when you follow one of their gazes up to the chandelier, where she's trying her darnedest to hide from the always-ready-to-help larger bats.
GM: Dovelia & Ratatoskr: You both browse from table to table, past slot machines and craps tables, until you both hear a call:
"We need some players over here!" Greto Sleewa can be seen waving at any chef that passes the poka-poka table he's at. (Also, Gwystan is there.)
Reality Glitch: Rachelle tries calling out to Mimi (quietly, of course); though, their voice is muffled through the gas-mask.
Dovelia: narrows her gaze, then smirks. She'll enjoy the opportunity to clean out Greto's metaphorical pockets.
GM: Rachelle: "Peep?" Mimi opens her eyes and glances at you.
Ratatoskr: "Ah, its grey man, Let's see what that funny dude wants!" Rightatoskr approaches Greto, Leftatoskr Sighs at Dovelia, at least this sounds like it will be fun.
Dovelia: She approaches the table. "Deal me in. Oh, and a cursory explanation of the rules would be appreciated. Is this like blackjack, poker, fizzbin, dabo, double fanucci...qwenta?"
Reality Glitch: "It's me: Rachelle."
Dovelia: She phrases the last one as if she's expecting it to be the only one no one present knows. It was her husband's favorite, and also the one he was absolutely worst at: a Chierun game, though with some slight rules modifications by the Chater.
GM: Dovelia & Ratatoskr: "Poker," says Gwystan, cutting off Greto. "Texas hold-'em, I think."
"Right, that. A fairly obscure variant only commonly found in certain countries on earth, I think; each card you start with is one of the 'pokas,'" says Greto. "Let's count our blessings the human isn't playing."
Dovelia: "Ah, that one." Her husband only played it once but she remembers the tantrum he threw to the tune of "a Jack should beat a King!"
Ratatoskr: "I have no idea what you mean, but sure, I'm game!" the right head seems rather enthusiastic.
GM: Rachelle: "I d-d-don't like these big... big people."
"Are we making you uncomfortable little miss?"
"A-ah! N-no, no I'm uh... good." There's a knock on the door.
"Announcing a visitor, miss Richardson, miss Hali!" announces a servant, as though the two of you didn't have ears.
Reality Glitch: Rachelle is about to try calm Mimi before being interrupted by the knock and formal announcement. They turn around to see who it is, not having closed the door on their way in.
GM: Dovelia & Ratatoskr: "Four's a crowd," says the dealer. "Rules are on the tabletop in front. Chefs get loaned 10,000 chips. Lose all'a them, you get a penalty in the next challenge. Turn in twice that, and you get a boon! Shall we dance?"
"But of course," says Greto. "I think the time for stewing in the background is at an end for me. Time to make a real move."
"Okay, sure." Gwystan gives a noncommittal shrug.
GM: Rachelle: "Sorry if I'm... intruding," says one Buzel Hivry, leaning against the doorframe. "I was hoping to see Mimi for a bit. Unless you want to also be in on the discussion?"
GM: (I'm thinking a 1-round create advantage contest between the four gamblers, highest roll gets the boon, lowest gets penalized. Ties for either are broken in a second round?)
Reality Glitch: ((I'm not finding Mx. Hivry in the N.P.C. doc.))
GM: (Second from the bottom above Mz. Cozo.)
Reality Glitch: ((Which one are they in the title image?))
GM: (Actually open the document. XD (Each NPC is a separate page in the doc.))
GM: (Oh!)
GM: (You meant the picture. He's the bee.)
Reality Glitch: ((I did, but I'm trying to remember what they look like.))
Reality Glitch: ((Yeah.))
Dovelia: "Nothing personal," Dovelia says with a smirk, "but I intend to go home with all your underwear."
GM: (<@!Dovelia>, <@!Ratatoskr>, does this arrangement seem good?)
Dovelia: (yes)
Reality Glitch: Rachelle shrugs. "I don't mind; just let me help them down, first."
Ratatoskr: "Hahaha, let's begin already, I can't wait to play!“ (indeed)
GM: !f (Greto Sneaky)
DiscoDude: <@GM> rolled 4dF for 0 [4dF = [ ][ ][ ][ ]]
GM: (Er... Imagine I actually applied his bonus, and that's a 3.)
Reality Glitch: They turn back to look up at Mimi; "It's O.K.; can come down now; I'm here if you need me."
Dovelia: !f 1 (Clever)
DiscoDude: <@Dovelia> rolled 4dF+1 for 1 [4dF = [+][ ][ ][-]]
Dovelia: (wait, uh)
Dovelia: can i go back and make that her Careful roll, come to think of it)
GM: (Sure.)
Ratatoskr: !f 2 (aggresive)
DiscoDude: <@Ratatoskr> rolled 4dF+2 for 1 [4dF = [ ][ ][ ][-]]
GM: (Pfft.)
GM: !f 3 (Gwystan Sneaky)
DiscoDude: <@GM> rolled 4dF+3 for 3 [4dF = [ ][ ][-][+]]
Ratatoskr: (God, we suck)
Dovelia: (if we change it to her Careful then Dovelia wins XD)
Ratatoskr: (Hahaha oh God XD)
GM: (Anyone invoking?)
GM: Rachelle: "U-um..."
"I can talk to her from down here. Specifically, I was wondering if the two of us can work together. On second thought, you don't need to be privy to this, miss Richardson. Please ignore us." Buzel seems to let a smirk flash across his face right in front of you like this is how he's plotting your downfall or something, except you're standing right there.
GM: (<@!Dovelia>? <@!Ratatoskr>? If you aren't, I am, for the record.)
Dovelia: (oh jeez)
Dovelia: (can i invoke "Contracted to Thwart Greto Sleewa")
Dovelia: (and we've started with 3 FP, right?)
GM: (Yeah.)
Dovelia: (would that be enough to secure the win?)
GM: (It would, except I want to spend two FATE points now (since they refresh every scene for me), but I'm worried that might be a jerk move. (They won't be on Greto, for the record. XD))
Ratatoskr: (HM)
Ratatoskr: (I think I'll invoke my Persona aspect?)
GM: (Just to tie with one of the NPCs?)
Ratatoskr: (Yes, time to play the confusion games!)
GM: (<@!Dovelia>, would things be chill between us if I invoked myself?)
Dovelia: (i'll spend an extra FATE Point :P)
GM: (You sure? Remember that the GM refreshes more oft-pfft I can't even finish the sentence. Screw it, refresh every session! MORE FUN! XD)
GM: (Keep in mind this will result in a tie this round just like between Ratatoskr and the other guy.)
GM: (I'll spend one on I Play the Stoic for some poker-face action, and I'll use Gwystan's stunt to apply Unnoticed, then invoke that. What are you spending yours on, <@!Dovelia>?)
Dovelia: (oh crap)
Dovelia: (can i do it on her Secret)
GM: (I Need the Money works too (even if you aren't technically playing for money for sure). (You were expecting me to boost Greto, weren't you? XD))
Dovelia: (i was XD)
GM: (So, we both spent, and so did Ratatoskr. Two ties! Describe how you played.)
GM: (<@!Ratatoskr>?)
Dovelia: smirks. She's had enough experience playing in her head over her husband's shoulder to achieve a decent level of competence. As a general rule, simply taking her husband's moves and doing the opposite would guarantee at least 50/50 odds...but she's seen the moves the card sharps pulled, people the man never had even a chance against. As such, she knows a couple tricks, and with cautious play, she finds herself sitting on a generous pile of chips. Not enough, though...
GM: Gwystan folds before the flop almost every time, and had been bleeding tokens in blinds steadily. However, he makes several jumps when he does decide to keep the occasional pocket pair.
GM: Greto was originally focusing on bluffing Dovelia, but Ratatoskr's total ineptitude threw him off into folding on garbage bluffs that the latter didn't even know were bad. The chimera isn't doing too hot, but because of his strange plays, Greto is hurting too, hovering just below what he started.
Ratatoskr: Ratatoskr managed to survive the round only by sheer... aggressiveness and subterfuge. one could have told he was insane blurting whatever the rules had taught him in the minute he had to read them, moreover, having a head constantly annoyed at the other one and vice versa made for someone really hard to read, frankly the both of them were playing fully at random.
GM: (<@Reality Glitch>, gonna respond?)
GM: (Alright, round 2! Greto vs. Ratatoskr, Gwystan vs. Dovelia!)
GM: !f 3 (Greto Sneaky)
DiscoDude: <@GM> rolled 4dF+3 for 1 [4dF = [-][-][+][-]]
Dovelia: !f 3 (Careful)
DiscoDude: <@Dovelia> rolled 4dF+3 for 1 [4dF = [-][-][-][+]]
GM: !f 3 (Gwystan Sneaky)
DiscoDude: <@GM> rolled 4dF+3 for 2 [4dF = [-][-][+][ ]]
Dovelia: (gonna spend my last FATE Point on this roll)
Reality Glitch: "Alright, but don't be surprised if this turns out to bumble your plans later."
GM: (Wait, are you just conceding the scene to Buzel, Rachelle? Or do you have something up your sleeve?)
Ratatoskr: !f 2 (Aggresive)
DiscoDude: <@Ratatoskr> rolled 4dF+2 for 0 [4dF = [ ][-][ ][-]]
Ratatoskr: (AAAA)
Reality Glitch: ((I think something flew over my head O.o.C.; let me rewrite that.))
GM: (Basically, Buzel is trying to snipe your attempt at forging an alliance with Mimi by forming one of his own.)
GM: (<@!Dovelia>, <@!Ratatoskr>, either of you invoke?)
Ratatoskr: (Same as before, My Persona Aspect, not losing this, not against Greto.)
Reality Glitch: "Sorry to bumble your plans," Rachelle sternly tells Hivry, having caught on to the insect's intent, "but Mimi's already been through a lot. Can't you just let her rest."
GM: "Sorry to... what? Look, I have alliances to forge, and you're not part of it. I'd appreciate it if you would leave."
GM: (Create an advantage time! Winner gets the alliance aspect in the end.)
GM: !f 1 (Buzel Aggressive)
DiscoDude: <@GM> rolled 4dF+1 for 2 [4dF = [+][+][-][ ]]
Reality Glitch: "She's already with me, so you might as well buzz-off!"
Reality Glitch: !f 3 (Quick)
DiscoDude: <@Reality Glitch> rolled 4dF+3 for 3 [4dF = [-][+][ ][ ]]
Reality Glitch: ((That actually get's a +2 from their stunt.))
Reality Glitch: ((So that's a success with style.))
GM: (No, it's only a victory by 1, but yeah, not touching that. XD Spending my last FATE point on Greto after all. Invoking a Tiny Fly on the Wall.)
GM: (Oh, stunt!)
Reality Glitch: ((For them to be in two places at once?))
GM: (Sorry, missed that. Yeah, it's SWS.)
GM: (Greto is totally capable of being a cheaty mccheaterpants. XD)
Reality Glitch: ((Or do they have eavesdropping devises?))
GM: (The "Fly" in question is a small spying device yes, thought that was obvious.)
GM: (Anyways, <@!Dovelia> did you invoke anything? <@!Ratatoskr>, got a response?)
Reality Glitch: ((Wasn't thinking that was a pun.))
GM: (I... didn't think it was a pun? Unless you thought it was referring to a literal fly?)
Reality Glitch: ((I thought Greto was the "fly".))
Ratatoskr: Ratatoskr kept on with the random aggresive strategy, and slowly they came to understand a bit of what they were doing, effectively trying to trick Greto into a trap, to reap a reward that at least wasn't defeat.
Dovelia: (yeah i'm gonna invoke and try to win)
GM: (<@!Ratatoskr>, for the record, I counter-invoked against you. Any counter?)
Ratatoskr: (I, I can't invoke into the same aspect again, right?)
Dovelia: (this is a separate roll)
GM: (Right.)
Rachelle: "B- That's racist! I think?" He does a few mental calculations about this new opportunity. "I'm going to tell everyone what a biggot you are, and then you'll be sorry you crossed... Buzel... Hivry!" He does a dramatic turn as he does this, and storms off to do that. It's going to be a bit before he notices that he forgot to do the thing he was here to do.
"U-uhm... Th-thank you," says Mimi. "I mean... I wouldn't mind that... with you, I m-mean. Not him..."
Ratatoskr: (I am gonna go with using my last fate point on my Main aspect, pretend Ratatoskr is acting a tad bit wilder and honorable)
GM: (Not sure how being "honorable" helps with poker. This seems like a stretch.)
Reality Glitch: "You want to come down?" Rachelle holds her arms out, ready to catch Mimi.
Ratatoskr: (just pretend he channels Siucha for a moment then)
GM: (Not sure how that helps! XD)
GM: "Chii!" She bobs down to you, like a small beach ball, before deflating down to her normal size. Congrats, you've started an Alliance With Mimi [!!]! (I want to say alliance aspects last the whole series until they no longer apply (but free invokes gained on them are still as temporary as always). What do you guys think?)
Dovelia: (fair enough!)
Reality Glitch: ((Remember that Rachelle's has [!!].))
Dovelia: "Ah. Gwystan. Not the opponent I was hoping to humiliate, but I'll take what I can get."
Ratatoskr: (makes sense to me)
Ratatoskr: (it just works?)
GM: (Gonna have to say "no" to this, Ratatoskr. Sorry. XD)
GM: (<@!Dovelia>, you agree that there are some stretches of aspects I definitely shouldn't abide, right?)
GM: (I'm not used to no-selling an attempt at invoking, is all.)
Dovelia: (if he can explain it, sure, but at the same time...)
GM: ("It just works" should be a sign that no, it really doesn't. XD)
Dovelia: (yeah)
GM: (Unless you can actually think of something plausible, <@!Ratatoskr>, I'm afraid you're cashed out. XD)
Ratatoskr: (Noooooooo)
Ratatoskr: (Aw, Alright, Ratatoskr will have his revenge soon)
GM: (Don't worry, it's just a mild penalty aspect in the upcoming challenge. XD)
GM: Strangely enough, Greto seems to know exactly when to hold and when to fold, at least regarding Ratatoskr's plays. But he couldn't be cheating, surely. Unfortunately, when he sees an opportunity to call a bluff on their final all-in, Dovelia has the better hand. He's hurting for money, but not out. Meanwhile, Gwystan is comfortably in the black, but boy has he not made any big moves. Dovelia is the only one who made the double amount required for the boon when Greto taps out after Ratatoskr's elimination.
"I think I'll retreat before I suffer a true loss. Trying my hand at this hotel's mechnic was worth a shot I suppose."
Meanwhile, Dovelia, you notice that on one of the shorter stacks that got pushed to you - a blind ante, probably - there's a tiny piece of paper wedged between the bottom two chips.
Ratatoskr: The heads promptly start bickering trying to determine who is the one at faultfor their elimination, they even use their native tongue and BOY it sounds heated.
GM: (<@!Dovelia>?)
Dovelia: examines the slip.
GM: {looked at room arrangement
think balconies are next to each other
talk after quickfire Y / N ?
(circle answer and leave on table pls)}
There's a little drawing of a smug... chibi... dog? doing a thumbs up at the bottom. You're not sure. It's... it's pretty bad.
Reality Glitch: ((Alex?))
GM: (Alexx is a cat, and "dog" is only one approximation of what Dovelia is looking at here.)
Dovelia: circles the "Y" with the pen built into her mechanical hand and smirks at Gwystan: "Well, I do believe that's, what do you call it, 'game, set, and match'? Well played." She scoops up her winnings.
GM: Gwystan shrugs. "Okay?" He remains seated. (Last lines for the scene, <@&492818331418755092>?)
GM: (Dovelia & Ratatoskr: The results of this game will be made apparent in the quick-fire.)
Dovelia: gets up from the table, leaving the slip of paper face-down, and tries very hard not to look perplexed as to where she's supposed to drop them off.
Reality Glitch: Rachelle gives Mimi a gentle hug before finding a seat for Mimi. "I am quite sleepy, so I hope you don't mind me going to bed in the next few minutes."
GM: "O-oh, uh, have a good nap?"
"Good night, Mrs. Richardson!"
"Good night, Mrs. Richardson!"
"Good night, Mrs. Richardson!"
GM: (They don't leave, obviously.)
Dovelia: (is that a Discord glitch?)
Dovelia: (i see three of the same message)
GM: (No, it's intentional. XD)
GM: (There's three servants, after all.)
Reality Glitch: Rachelle shudders. "That's going to drive me batty if it keeps up." they say under their breath.
GM: (<@!Ratatoskr>, last line?)
Ratatoskr: "I TOLD you that wouldn't work!"
"BUT IT NEVER FAILED BEFORE!!"
"BECAUSE WE NEVER TRIED IT IN POKER YOU GODDAM $=(&%‰¥_&!!“
Dovelia: "I do wonder what that was about," Dovelia says, thinking of the slip. Who was it from? And...where do they expect to meet her?
GM: (It did mention the balconies. Everyone good to end it for tonight?)
Ratatoskr: (yeah)
Dovelia: (yeah)
GM: (<@Reality Glitch>, yeah?)
Reality Glitch: ((Good (+3) night.))
GM: !end
