<strong>Welcoming Committee</strong><br/><br/>Off on his own in a corner, Jastian continued picking at his food.  He ate a bit, but not too much at the moment.  Fasting was something the monks he'd lived with weren't too big on, but thehalf-Orc decided it was a good idea sometimes.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, the Dwarven magi sat with others of his standing.  As he ate, Hracin cast covert glances toward his wife and her growing coterie of students.  She was amassing quite a little gathering there.  And all pretty young women too.  Could be interesting.<br/><br/>As the two newcomers came in, they were greated by a flittering little faerie that pointed out hte food table.  "The cooks have made a full spread today, enjoy, friends."