<strong>Name:</strong>GM Post<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>January 1st, 2018; 12:00 p.m.<br/><strong>Status:</strong>McAlester Freehold / Aldridge Hotel<br/><strong>Notes/Triggers:</strong>None<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>All PCs!<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>It took Sir Geoffrey a moment to parse out what Lilisa was saying. Pookas tended to fib...so the lie was either that everyone knew her and she'd been here her whole life...or her getting a Freehold from an old patron and moving in recently was a lie. Given that Sir Geoffrey didn't recognize her, he gave a solemn look and said, "My condolences on the passing of your old Patron, young pooka." It was a bit amusing for someone as exuberantly young as Geoffrey to call anyone else young, but Sidhe tended to try to be fancy when they talked. To Kuurin he said, "Walkabout or no, I hope you choose to settle here. The Duchess is a Troll herself; I can imagine it's a good place for your kith. I imagine you'll have stories to tell soon enough--everyone here ends up in the center of them!" To Rhydeea he said, "Oh, you! I remember now; I can't believe I forgot...and to forget my own duel against that Fiona braggart! Harrumph--good riddance to him! I am most glad you cheered for the right side! Don't know why I didn't remember--I should forget my own head if it was not attached by the neck!"<br/><br/>And he had to agree with Rhydeea and Kuurin, "Dame Rhydeea and Mr. Kuurin have quite a good point. That<em>is</em>a marvelous axe. Is there a story behind it? The elevator always takes as long as it needs for idle chit chat; it's helped many a motley have their words together before meeting with the Duchess!"