[Kell smiles, both for the mention of his favorite place in the whole of Oleuni Market, and the memory from the Fey ball.]
There is indeed.
[Fortunately, it's really close. The Ivory Bloom Lounge officially still belongs to the market, and yet it's as much on the outskirts of it as its humanly possible. The entrance hidden close to an unassuming staircase. Without as much as a sign over the narrow door, you might not even realize there's something there other than someone's private lodgings.
Kell leads them there, gets them seated, sparing only a nod to the werewolf behind the counter. Forever grateful for a place where they can have some peace and quiet away from all the noise and ruckus of the rest of the market. He doesn't pull out what he brought just yet. First, he wants to hear from Viktor.]
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There is indeed.
[Fortunately, it's really close. The Ivory Bloom Lounge officially still belongs to the market, and yet it's as much on the outskirts of it as its humanly possible. The entrance hidden close to an unassuming staircase. Without as much as a sign over the narrow door, you might not even realize there's something there other than someone's private lodgings.
Kell leads them there, gets them seated, sparing only a nod to the werewolf behind the counter. Forever grateful for a place where they can have some peace and quiet away from all the noise and ruckus of the rest of the market. He doesn't pull out what he brought just yet. First, he wants to hear from Viktor.]
So what were you working on lately?