get ready everybody 'cause here we go

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WHO: Saoirse, Herian & open.
WHAT: a combined birthday hangout.
WHEN: 30th Haring.
WHERE: The Hanged Man.
NOTES: Drink up now and turn up hungover to the Firstday feast. Open invitation over here, no need to reply to the network post or even have prior cr in order to attend. Please add any warnings to subject lines if they come up.

"Party" would be an extreme word for it; the more accurate word would be "casual gathering of people with liquor readily available." It is The Hanged Man, though, so who knows what shenanigans could unfold.

They've taken over a corner of the inn, and though there isn't much in the way of decorations - making sure the place could be easily accessed after all that snow was work enough - there are a couple of strings of bunting.

Don't get too wild; it'd be unfortunate if Herian had to interrupt her own (shared) birthday celebration in the sake of preserving the Inquisition's reputation. (Or do get wild, and simply shrug it off as The Hanged Man's influence. Whatever.)

Be sure of one thing, though - at least one round is one Herian. Maybe. If you're a close friend, or look particularly glum.

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[circleprodigy]

Inessa nods at mention of Nevarra, her lips forming a thin line at mention of their visit. "Fair points, all. I was there for the attack on the Necropolis; we had intended no more than a respectful tour, but the hostility of the dead forced us to defend ourselves. We were played by someone who wished to drive a wedge, though it was scarcely necessary. Even if we prove this, the fact remains that the rest of what you have stated us quite true. We have an uphill battle before us."

She sighs and shakes her head. "...I apologize, this is rather weighty talk for a birthday celebration. I suppose discarding work at the door is easier said than done."

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“I was there as well. I cannot… there was no other way, and yet I feel that the necessity does not justify or heal the wounds inflicted to Nevarra, nor our ties with them.” She sighs gently.

“I specialise in weighty conversation,” Herian adds, a little wryly. When have they ever had a wholly light-hearted conversation, even? She is not sure there is a time, with the possible exception of Franklin.

[circleprodigy]

"And I specialize in encouraging it, I suppose." Inessa sighs and takes a sip of her wine. "If we could find proof of what really happened, it would be a start. It might still be out there, if we're fortunate. Otherwise...I don't know what it would take to make amends." Whatever the price, it would likely be steep, if they could even afford it.