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"Ahh, stop lordin' yer Windwright Captainness over me, will ya?" He says with a chuckle.
Then he snaps his fingers,"Right, so lets go grab some grub."
Valeon, your half-elf friend, leads you out of the Lyrander enclave and to the south, passing through a couple of wards before reaching the docks district. Boxes of cargo are being hauled and loaded and unloaded from numerous vessels along the waterfront. Warforged and regular laborers hurrying to finish their tasks before the last of the sunlight departs.
You approach a building that looks almost like a pile of sticks -- thousands of twigs that look thatched together. A small sign above the door depicts a cat at the helm of a ship, below which reads,"The Ship's Cat".
Valeon holds open the door for the two of you, then makes his way to the bar, where he yells out,"Harysh -- your best table for a Windwright Captain and her friends."
A woman, who looks to be a shifter of some sort, hollers back,"Lordy me -- if the Stormlords knew I was entertainin' a Captain, they'd raise my rent! Take the open table next to the fireplace."
You settle yourself into a cozy table next to the fireplace, then realize that you spot about a dozen cats roaming various parts of the restaurant, as well as taking up prominent spots on the warm stones in front of the fireplace. A few other small animals can be spotted, which look to either be familiars or animal companions to your trained eyes.
After a few minutes, a scraggly waitress comes up to your table to take your order.
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OOC: I haven't seen a post for Jaxel in weeks, so there is a good chance he'll stay behind in Stormreach.