welcome, new visitors

[modconcierge]

There isn't much fanfare for the new crop of visitors who have come in this month, but what they encounter is quite wondrous. Is it a cruise ship? Is it a hotel? Is it a tiny planet? No one can give them a straight answer, but all are encouraged to take part in the buffet, where visitors may find an assortment of foods both familiar and unfamiliar to them. There is an open mic night happening in one of the lounges on site, featuring staff and visitor performances. Or there are a handful of shops to browse if you're amenable to trading.

Visitors will find that the Hotel Multiverse at the Edge of the Cosmos between Canons (its official name) is very much alive beyond the bustling crowd. In fact, it might just be listening to you and anticipating your needs.

As for the rest? Well, that's up to you. You may as well socialize, right?

Comments

[desfait]

[It took a little fumbling, but he produced a straw from somewhere within the folds of his sleeves, among a few other things. A few coins came rattling out, a single dice no doubt quietly nicked from a gambling table as well as a single queen of spades, someone here has been very busy, and with very little concern given to the thought of petty theft. Maybe he just saw it the same as the straw; free for the taking.

Regardless, at least that was able to fit past the stitches, and one good long (long, exceedingly long, almost half the glass gone long) sip later, he settled back in his seat, looking slightly more rosy than he did just a moment ago.]

Much better. You are very kind.

["Speaking" only happened after the glass was down and he had both his hands to use again.]

I will buy the second round, then. To whom do I owe the next drink?

[major_rawne]

Elim Rawne. You are?

And I'll take a sacra, if they have some.

[desfait]

[His brows knit briefly. Oh. That was a full name, wasn't it? ... Best not to tell him right now, no one was going to steal it presently, after all.]

Gan Ainm.

I haven't heard of sacra before. Is it very good?

[Actually, both fluffy deer ears immediately snap forward as he actually thinks more about this.]

I will have some too, if they have it, I think.

[major_rawne]

It's good. Like whiskey, but smoother.

[desfait]

[The word almost seemed to literally bounce off his head. Oh... He hadn't heard that one before either. Oh dear.

The smile turns much softer, the expression hopelessly apologetic.]

Is it like mead?

[He will not say he hasn't heard of it before, no.]

[major_rawne]

No, it's smokey and dark. I'd take mead, though, if it's on offer. I haven't had any in a while.