abraxaslogs | ( open ) an informal family dinner

Who: the summoned of cadens
When: beginning of august
Where: the sarstina inn and tavern
What: the welcome committee (sam wilson, hilda, jesper) has come back together again for another cadens welcome event! everyone might remember the last event and this one will be much of the same. Including, but not limited to, another invite by hilda! | sam art credit!
Warnings: will update as needed!

THE DINNER

Just as before, this is kicked off with Hilda's invitation, and if any of the Summoned come by Sarstina's that evening, they will find it set up a little differently than usual, but very similar to last time.

There is a long table set up near the bar that has a whole party-spread, a ye-old-southern-party kind of set-up, if you will. There are dips, charcuterie plates, sandwiches, drinks, a pastry/dessert bar and almost anything else that Sam could get his hands on. It is all, of course, limited by what’s available in Cadens, but thankfully he’s been here long enough to figure his way around the food options. Behind the bar is Mag (because no one else is getting their hands on the alcohol stash, thank you very much) and she will serve whoever it is that comes up to ask for a drink and will refuse any sort of payment - it appears someone is covering the tab tonight.

The rest of the tavern is set up for a party, with tables and chairs scattered around, a stage set up in the corner, and a decently sized space in front of the stage for dancing if the night gets to that point. There may or may not be some live music later in the evening, no promises have been made, but if anyone else wants to get up on the stage they are more than welcome.

Nadine has been kind enough to provide little apothecary bags filled with a mild sleeping tonic and things to help settle the nerves that new (and old) Summoned can take with them. There’s a table near the door and by the bar that have these bags in wicker baskets with a small sign that reads: Visit Salves and Stitches for all your medical needs!

The vibes are definitely low-key and casual – come get an ale, come eat some food, and if you're new there is a very good chance you'll end up (gently and in the most friendly way) cornered by either Sam, Hilda, Jesper, or any of the other Summoned. They are here to help answer questions and give a bit more background on what the hell is going on. And also let you know about the deal that has been going with Mag and the Inn for almost two years now. Aka, if you're looking for a room, there is one here for you in exchange for work. You can leave whenever you have a job, or you can stay as long as you like. It’s all about helping Summoned get more settled, and as long as you’re good at taking instruction and picking up after yourself, Mag hasn’t had any issues. Not a bad gig, right?

And if being social isn't your thing, or you’re just not the party kind of person, the Welcome Committee understands. But also, really, who is going to turn down free drinks and free food? The Cities work on coin and commerce, so turning down a free meal isn’t really the smartest thing. Plus - there’s alcohol. And the food is pretty damn good.

OOC INFO

- this is a totally open post! There will be some TL’s below from the Committee Members, but otherwise, have fun, meet some people, and put up a TL of your own! there are various places to run into people around the tavern, and if you find someone who is willing to help you into the Horizon (Sam is happy to help, but he’s helping Host), Sam's been letting people know they can use his room upstairs.

- the only Rule is there will be no fighting. You want to duke it out? Take it somewhere else. There will not be warnings or second chances, so don't be an ass. Summoned have lived in this Inn since they were all portaled here ages go, this is their home. and if ANYONE is seen giving Mag a hard time, there are a few people here who will not hesitate and who are not afraid of squaring up. Also, you cause problems, and you will not be invited back :)

- The whole purpose of the Welcome Committee is going to be going overboard to be welcoming, especially to new faces. Even if your character didn't see the big invitation, feel free to have them invited by word of mouth, or chased down by any of the members. Some Summoned may have also checked the barracks for any new Summoned to bring them into town.

- Mag is an NPC who you can read a little more about in the NPC section of the Cadens setting page. Feel free to have her come in and out of your tags as needed!

THE INN

Magmara (or Mag) has run the inn for years and has been a familiar face in that neighborhood as a woman who always made ends meet, almost in spite of the way she took care of her friends and neighbors above all else. Most weren't always sure how she managed to run the place on her own, but she made due, though she always seemed a bit overwhelmed and exhausted. When the Summoned arrived in the Cadens through that first portal, Sam managed to stumble in and make quick friends with Mag. In exchange for manual labor, fixing up and cleaning up the inn, as well as whatever other various tasks Mag needed to be done around, Sam would be given free room and board (a deal she now offers to any Summoned that arrives in the city for as long as they need it).

The inn itself is 4 floors tall, with the top three floors making up the 15 or so rooms (around five rooms per floor), and the entire bottom floor reserved for the restaurant area. The tavern makes up the entire first floor and is a large open floorplan, with a small stage in the corner, a walled-off area for the decently sized kitchen, and a large wooden bar where Mag does all her business for both the inn and tavern (where can almost always be found standing behind). It serves drinks of some variety (though not nearly as large a selection as some of the more well-known taverns) and some food (usually a single, large meal that will be served to the tenants and whoever comes in throughout the night for a moderate price). It can be busy some evenings, but in general tends to keep a more 'dive-bar' kind of feel, filled with more locals and regulars than a casual dinner-going crowd.

The rooms themselves vary from fairly simple, single-bed inn-style rooms with a small bathroom and little else, up to a two 'bedroom' suite style with small kitchenettes and spaces for sitting rooms. Each bedroom has its own small bathroom for the tenants, with cleaning, washing, and chores left to those who live there. What used to be more of a working inn now serves as a kind of boarding house for newly arrived Summoned (or simply those who won't leave), and Mag has found herself quite okay with that.

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[ Well, from what he can tell, Cal seems to be the okay sort, and he relaxes a little bit with a smile. Doesn't change that he made... definitely some kind of first impression already. Not to mention whatever it is that the Force is trying to tell him.

Maybe if he listened to it more, he'd be able to understand. As it is, well... Yeah. He smiles. Doesn't feel bad, at least. ]

That's okay. Plenty of people here have the "lowdown." It's nice to find another person in my position, for a change. I've only met one other guy so far who's just as confused as I am.

[ More or less. ]

[ That's a (surprisingly?) wholesome attitude to take, one that Cal, for all the loner energy radiating off him over here, can't really help but be won over by. He's a secret, reluctant optimist by nature, even still. And Finn's right. It's kind of comforting, in a weird way.

He inclines his head a little to acknowledge the point, a smile pulling at one side of his mouth. ]

At least you're not the only one, huh? [ There's a beat, and he continues: ] It's kind of nice that they put this stuff together, though. Not a whole lot of people look out for each other like this.

[ Oops, the cynicism is showing. But there's not bitterness in his tone—he doesn't begrudge anyone their wariness and suspicion, with the state of the galaxy these days. With the Empire snuffing out every fragment of Light it can. ]

[ Maybe it's bad for Finn to be relieved there are others here in his same position, but there's something to be said about community. So he's relieved. Who can really blame him?

As for the cynicism, it sounds more like basic logic to him. Finn leans back in his seat to glance at the rest of the room. ]

No, but we're stronger in numbers. Some of them must know that. [ Okay, now he feels like a cynic. ] Or maybe we've lucked out and ended up with good people for company.

[ Cynicism or logic, it's close enough to Cal's own assessment that he finds himself nodding along. Finally, he takes a sip of the drink in front of him, keeping one hand wrapped around the glass when he sets it back down, his thumb running back and forth, back and forth through the condensation. ]

Maybe. [ He shrugs a shoulder. ] Guess we'll find out eventually.

[ That little tug from the Force is still nagging at him, though, and it's part curiosity from that and part curiosity in general that prompts him to ask: ]

So where'd you get pulled from?

[ Finn doesn't like the idea of finding out eventually, but he supposes that can't be helped. It's true. They'll find out one way or another what kind of people they've ended up with.

At the question, though, he oddly finds himself unsure what to say. That hasn't happened here before, but there's something about this guy, something about the Force. Either way, he leans forward with his elbows on the table. ]

Somewhere very far away, from what I can tell. [ Far far away, one might say. ] Traveling around the galaxy is common where I'm from. Most of it has been mapped out, and I feel like I've been to every corner of it. Never seen a planet like this before, though.

What about you?

[ At the description, Cal blinks in surprise, his eyebrows lifting. It just sounds so familiar... to the point where he's actively trying not to get his hopes up too much. I mean, in the grand scheme of things, does it really matter if they're from the same place when they're both stuck here anyway?

Not really, no. But also, a little bit. It would be a tiny piece of home, when no other pieces arrived with him. ]

Got taken from a galaxy that sounds a lot like yours. [ He leans back in his chair, squinting at Finn. ] From a Frontier planet in the Outer Rim, actually.

[ Yeah, okay, he sounds so shady with that one, but he doesn't want to name the exact planet. For Reasons. ]

[ The Outer Rim... Now, Finn can't judge anyone claiming to be from the Outer Rim since that's where he spends most of his time, anyway. That isn't the reason he suddenly freezes like a deer in headlights. ]

Like... Tatooine... or Endor...

[ Those are big names, right? Everyone's heard of those. Right? ]

[ Of all the random, backwater planets to namedrop... sorry, Finn, he's still at least nine years away from either of those planets becoming significant. But hey, at least he recognizes the names, his entire expression lighting up. ]

Yeah, exactly. [ A beat. He got excited there. ] Well, mostly. Might be just as backwater.

[ He extends his hand towards Finn again—go on, give him a Bro Arm-Grab-Handshake. ]

It's nice to meet someone else from the same galaxy here.

[ Finn absolutely reaches out to Bro Arm-Grab-Shake his hand again, because it feels like a totally different meeting this time. And maybe this is why the Force was acting funny. Leading Finn to someone of his own kind.

~~He's so close to figuring it out. Almost there.~~ ]

I was beginning to think I wouldn't find someone else from home. Is there anyone else from our galaxy here that you know of?

[ If they arrived at the same-ish time, Cal probably knows as much as he does, Finn's sure. Doesn't hurt to ask. ]

[ Someone of his kind... Cal's smiling as he takes Finn's arm, relieved in some weird way he can't really explain. It's just that he keeps talking about droids and starships and galaxies and everyone looks at him like he's crazy. Finally, here's someone who gets it. ]

Just— [ Oh no, he doesn't know how incognito Anakin is about being a Jedi. But he isn't going to rat the guy out, either way. ] —uh, someone named Anakin. I don't think he's here in the Free Cities, though.

[ They didn't actually get to that kind of small talk, since they were too busy getting into a philosophical fight about why the Order fell. Oops? ]

[ The name 'Anakin' is a familiar one, but Finn brushes aside the obvious association. It wouldn't be that Anakin or else Cal wouldn't be calling him that. Surely. So, with that aside, Finn just feels disappointment over the other man not being around here. ]

Oh. [ His shoulders slump and everything. Poor guy. But he chirps back up quickly. ] Still, it's good to know we have others around. I'll have to contact him later.

[ Though, it does make Finn wonder what sides of the war they were on, if any, but there is no war here. Well, not that war. ]

It's really good to meet you, though. Did you know most people here have never been off their home planet before? Seems like most, anyway.

[ Yes, surely it can't be the same Anakin... and surely Cal can't be calling him that because he doesn't know that Anakin is the one who becomes Darth Vader. Surely. ]

Yeah, I've noticed that.

[ He shakes his head a little, as if in disbelief. I mean, in their galaxy, it's not completely unheard of for people to stay on their home planet their whole lives, but it's not exactly common either, with how mundane space travel is. The people here, though— ]

Been getting a lot of funny looks whenever I mention starships at all. And droids.

[ Time travel's fake. SURELY. ]

They aren't used to droids either? [ Wait. He pauses. ] Actually, I haven't even seen any since I got here, now that I think about it. And the Free Cities seem like the most technological place around, too.

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