Right.... I know I haven't exactly got the best track record when it comes to mysterious explosions, but I can assure everyone it wasn't entirely my doing. And I'm moderately confident that there wasn't much magic involved, either; so Fenris, if you're reading this, you can keep that rusty pitchfork shoved up your ass - you won't be needing it today.

I may need somewhere to lie low for a bit, until this mess gets cleared up, anyway. Any suggestions that aren't a ship's hold would be particularly welcome.


And Gokudera......... we need to Talk. I'll be waiting at the Nancing Phony, come as soon as you can.

I don't know why everyone is so glum.  You've paid your forfeits, enjoyed the fruit of your rewards, and now everything is back to... well, all right.  I can't call this place normal and keep a straight face.  It's all back to the status quo.  And I think we should celebrate that while it lasts.

With that in mind, tonight at the Nancing Phony, I'm declaring an open bar.  At the advice of my weeping, fretting, and still very indebted co-owner, there will be a five dollar door charge, but after that, my friends, it's all you can drink.

Oh.  And he'd also like me to assure you all that we'll be 'carding.'  Personally, I'm going to be too busy drinking, telling stories, and beating you all at darts to waste my time on wool, but I guess if it's a popular past-time around here you're welcome to card as much as you like.

Though I'm still not entirely pleased with being pulled from my post, it looks as though I have no say in the matter. New Moore looks to be my home for the time being, and so I will continue to do what I know best, in whatever capacity I may. I am Aveline Vallen, Guard-Captain of the Kirkwall city guard, though I am sure the title will not carry much weight here. New Moore will be an adjustment, but such is life, I suppose.

Well. This is certainly not where I thought I'd wake up when morning rolled around.

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