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[meloncholy]

[It's Porthos' first time speaking on the network and the picture of him in the locket has a face like a thunderstorm. He is so done with this place and you're about to find out why - ]

It seems in our tumultuous emotional state having first been brought here, my friend and I have managed to insult the imps.

[Or rather Aramis shot one, ran into Porthos, and there was a fight that wasn't fatal but a tad more vicious than a Musketeer vs. imp fingersnap dance routine.]

As you can imagine, they've taken it upon themselves to remind us that we're not forgiven for our trespass. [He won't mention that swearing at them also didn't work, he knew it wouldn't, it just made him feel better.] And since we come from a world where magic doesn't exist, or if it does it's very scarce, I was wondering what could be done to appease them in some way.

[In other words please get the little buggers to stop leaving fish heads in his boots, tugging his beard until he wakes up in the night, etc.]

I will owe a reasonably proportioned debt to whoever can provide good advice.

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[meloncholy]

They're not exactly in the mood for reasoning or talking to either of us. [It's that bad.]

[gordianknots]

Oh good lord. That's actually kind of impressive--

[meloncholy]

[He doesn't have his amazingly floppy, debonair hat on to tip, so you'll have to settle for the little tap to his chest and nod of his head.]

We do try. [Except not really and this was the opposite of what he wanted.]

[gordianknots]

Your record of success is just against you in this moment.

[Waver grins. Being in hedgehog form right now, thanks to the Hart, well, he'll have to pray the good humour shows through.]

The only things I can think that might smooth things over is to offer some food and good drink. That and space. They'll get over things soon enough.

[meloncholy]

[Word has thankfully reached him about the transformations during the recent hunt. It's amazing how used you get to things like talking wildlife in two weeks.]

I think I could use all three myself, but especially the last two. I've had my fair share of courts in life but I'm in need of a reprieve.

[gordianknots]

[The Drabwurld weirdness immunity is certainly a blessing.]

Well, there's always the Station, which is in the middle of the land here and is considered neutral territory.

[meloncholy]

Leaving for a time won't anger the King and Queen? [The way things stand back home, when you're invited to the palace by the King, you left on his dismissal.]

[gordianknots]

I've been out of Caer Scima since October in my own establishment, and there's been no reprisal. [For now, at least. It'll be a while longer to see if there's really repercussion.]

And plenty of people who don't want to fight head to the Station, even temporarily. I think if you duck out for even a little, you'll be quite okay.

[meloncholy]

[There is a glimmer of sunshine in the thundery storm as Porthos' expression relaxes.]

That's a relief. We're not exactly used to being stationary for long. [Although that raises another interesting point - ] How long did it take you to acquire your own establishment? [Since everyone starts off in the same position here, it's got him curious.]

[gordianknots]

I arrived here in April, and doors opened in October. I didn't want to rush out into the world without knowing what it was like, so I took my time in reading up on the history of this place and the like.

[Waver's ridiculous hedgehog nose twitches slightly.]

Although I must ask: we?

[meloncholy]

[That's a plan, although for the most part Porthos prefers getting his information word of mouth. But at Waver's question - ]

The friend I mentioned at first. We both arrived at the feast, although we didn't realise it until a few hours later.

[gordianknots]

[Waver's always been the bookish sort. Always safer to gain contacts after you have a sense of history.]

Ah. Well, the feast is big and ungainly, that's not too uncommon