[open] hydaelyn's house for wayward souls

[exarchal]

Who: Anyone!
When: All of November.
Where: The Haven, at the "classy" grade house maintained by some people from the FFXIV cast.
What: It's mingle time. Drop by for a visit, make your own toplevel, maybe ask who that weird old guy sleeping in the yard is. (It's probably crystal grandpa.)
Warnings: Mind FFXIV spoiler warnings in threads!

[ Located past the fanciest manor houses is something a little more modest. The most prominent thing one would notice about it is the front yard, which someone obviously spends some time in, though the cutting of certain bushes is a little close to amateur. More importantly, it looks a little messy but very inviting, and there's almost always the smell of something warm and delicious coming from inside the house. The lush and flowering garden in the back has a recently-scrubbed fountain and running water, as well as a near-permanent host of small birds. Is it magic? Probably. Most of the flowers are roses, though, which are a bit hardier than your usual flowers.

The interior is just as cozy, with a fire in the hearth that's almost always going, and plenty of books loaned or purchased from shops. Furnishings are occasionally sparse but the kitchen is fully-stocked, as is the family room where most people spend their time. The dining table exists and it's nothing fancy, but there's almost always a smorgasbord of fruit and other snacks left out for visitors.

New this month are tiny sigils drawn in faintly glowing paint along the windows and doors. Teleportation wards are in place, as well as soundproofing for each bedroom (ahem), so anyone teleporting directly inside the house will find themselves repelled.

There is a spare housekey under the mat, though, if someone gets locked out. ]

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[wordsinthesoul]

[He'll still find some way to tease Aymeric, given time.

For now, Thancred simply offers the other man a smile.]

It's good to see you again. How have you been settling in?

[endsought]

Master Thancred, 'tis good to see you as well.

[A respectable ally in this place that is probably just confused as he is about time shenanigans. Alas, that's probably not what he wants to speak of right now and instead offers him to come in further, not before producing two wine glasses.]

Care for a drink?

[wordsinthesoul]

[On this side of the house, the 'why is everyone from the future' team.]

I'd be honoured. As the host, would you care to choose the wine?

[endsought]

[Choosing a wine is what he does as he grabs a bottle of slightly aged red wine, but nothing terribly fancy.

Let's be real, it's still pretty fancy, but not as fancy as the Lord Commander could get.

Pouring them both a glass, he hands one to Thancred before grabbing his own.]

May this be to your tastes.

[Holding his glass out in cheers.]

[wordsinthesoul]

[More than fancy enough for here and now, though.]

And to yours, of course.

[He clinks his glass against Aymeric's, before binging it back to take a sip, savouring it before he looks at Aymeric again.]

It's quite pleasant. Recently acquired?

[endsought]

'Twas something I found while in town. To have something like this on reserve is never a bad idea, I say.

[Anything if it means he can socialize and have a drink with those he calls allies.

It is, as he's been told, a way he can relax a bit.

He got chided for that.... >:]

[wordsinthesoul]

That's not a bad idea. After all, there's sure to be occasions enough for this. Perhaps a celebration, or even simply for a tiem like this. Whereabouts did you go?

[Aymeric… well- it's a start? And useful, in Thancred's opinion.]

[endsought]

A simple shop that specialized in making their own brews. As to be expected, I am hardly disappointed.

[Especially as he takes another sip. He seems pleased with the drink and also with the company.]

What sort of drink do you prefer?

[wordsinthesoul]

Hm. Perhaps I might visit them in the future.

[A good sign, and Thancred relaxes a little more, humming at the question.]

Well- wine is quite nice- a white, perhaps. What of yourself?

[endsought]

I would suppose it depends on what it is paired with, however, I would not turn down a white wine myself.

[So he may be a little pickier, but when you're of his standing, well... he can afford it.]

[wordsinthesoul]

A drink to suit the meal, then? What would you prefer to pair with that- a fish, perhaps?

[He's inclined to take what he can, at times, but he can understand that.]

[endsought]

Fish would be delectable with such a wine.

[Red meats would go well with red wines, he also thinks. But still, this is an intriguing conversation.]

[wordsinthesoul]

[He nods- a good match indeed.]

Would you be interested in trying some of the fish here? I'm quite sure that could turn out to be a gastronomical adventure.