Tourist Mingle!

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Who: Phèdre nó Delaunay de Montrève and the crew of the Tourist
Broadcast: Crew of the Tourist
Action: Anyone who shows up!
When: Now


[Oh hey, look! A mingle thread!

Phedre is inviting her ship mates to dinner, but anyone can probably stop by!

Do the thing! Win the points!]



[Sent out as a note to the crew of the Tourist]

I have been here some small time, but I believe we would all be more happy for a better acquaintance. I would like invite you to a meal tonight.

Yours,
Phèdre nó Delaunay de Montrève

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Crew Dinner!

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[Though recently Phedre had been granted the luxury of a title, the majority of her life had been spent as a treasured, pampered servant, and then a slave. She was no stranger - now - to serving. And so, though she was rather out of practice, Phedre had put the skills of her childhood to use and set a fine, elegant table.

Cooking was also not Phedre's forte, but she had learned how to light a fire in a blizzard, and if she could do that she could damn well make a strange contraption spit out various consistencies of food. However odd and unfamiliar they are. She had found recipes upon their communication system, and had replicated them to the best of her - admittedly limited - abilities.

Oh, how Alcuin would laugh to see her now.

The end result was an elegant table with simple fare and a hostess at her most gracious in the kitchen.

She would have used the room granted to her by the ship, but that housed an extremely luxurious bed and discreetely placed items well suited to an anguisette's calling.]