Being four hundred years old and having a stash of money in a secret location, Sorn didn't exactly care about Benjamin's little plight. Then again, the thought of all his own money gone did cause him to have the barest pangs of sympathy. He squashed it quickly though. 'The fool did it to himself. He should acquire more money if he's that worried,' the drow thought.

(currently solo, not sure if I'm joining a team or not, but don't wanna miss clues haha.)

Pika listened intently at the whispers. Some even saying the engagement as scandalous. That is to say, aubrie and Benjamin's. Others questioning family relations. Pika wondered if the rumors were true...

Now now you can't be hogging all of his expertise now!!

: I was up early...hee hee.

Frieda giggles, "Queen of Questions, that is just too cute!" She relaxes against Lion's gentle shoulder hug.

"Awe, , I was just getting started! I have so many things I want to ask!" She gives a mock pout to her friend, then spies the lavish table next to the ship's bar. She forces fake tears and sticks out her lip, "Ok, I'll quiet down." She suddenly cheers up, the fake tears evaporate. She kisses Webby and waves her toward the bar. "I'm going to get a snack, wanna come?"

Frieda saunters over to the table, picks up a plate and wills it to be bigger. She mutters to herself as she peruses the fare, "I'll just grab this miniature plate and get me some sausages and Swedish meatballs, (licks the sauce off her paw) and bacon and cheese...what is the deal with all these tittle toothpicks... and salami and pickles...bleh! pickles are revolting....ooh, fish fingers and lady fingers and tuna fingers and....are those canapes made with anchovies and limburger???? I definitely got to get me some of those... (looks for some custard to dip her fish fingers in)" With her plate loaded, she resumes her mingling.

The young girl nodded slightly as she listened to the description of Benjamin Boreal. 'So, Benjamin lives above his means, poor fellow just can't move on. I wonder who he is trying to impress if not his mistress?' Ebele continued to think about his failure at being an inventor and wondered if he'd ever thought of just getting a regular job.

((Rebel Peppers)) (( - I once had a nickname of Million Questions -- I still have it actually...))

Nightshade gives Benjamin Boreala quick glace without turning his head to stare.

The caribou is well dressed however the edges of his collar are frayed and his shoes although well polished are starting to wear out. Ah, he is talking to his so called cousin now, hm his smile is a little too quick there.

Everything about the man all but screams money now wasted. Shame, Nightshade wouldn't have minded a slice of that pie himself.

Willow eyed the couple with eyes narrowed upon seeing the man she was told was called Benjamin Boreal. Cleaning her glasses to get a better perspective she quietly watches them yet something about the man she just wasn't fond of and couldn't place why. Gazing around at the others she wondered what they were thinking..

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Cousin LOL I can't remember the time you posted tbh, I think it was 2 hours before I went online so PST that is really early. NM Cousin it was posted about 6:30 mystery solved and we don't have to call Scooby and the gang in LOL Queen of Questions it is then, no better way to learn about something or someone than to ask

*Lion joins Frieda at the buffet table, lightly touching her paw to get her attention "The quarterstaff your friend invented, the one that can stun an opponent? Tell me more! Is it military use only, chere is it on the general market or do I have to directly with her and if so, can you introduce me?"

Inquisitiveness is an admirable trait lol it makes humans more like cats. As a trainer, I love people who ask questions, it shows they're not only wanting to learn the job but they want to do it well

Teislyn was already over by the table of food, when and came over. "Oh don't eat those....!" As Frieda stuffed a pickled into her mouth. "Ew, I can't believe you did that, here have some bread, that should help get rid of the taste. So, I see Mr. Boreal over there, I wonder why such a strange look and his demeanor is saddening." She bite into a gooey pastry, while getting some crumbs over her jacket, she talked around the food in her mouth. "whadaya thunk Laon? Spuck tahim luter ova drenks?" translation: What do you think Lion? Speak to him later over drinks?

LOL I love you, ma souer!

*Lion's face brightens when he sees Teislyn, rushing around the table, he kisses her on both cheeks "Teislyn, ma chere! I have not seen you since last year! Aren't those just magnificent? Do try the Napoleans." lowering his voice so that only you and can hear he adds "Oui, Benjamin looks troubled and perhaps...how you say-down on his luck, perhaps 3 sets of sympathetic ears and a bottle of good Port will loosen his tongue

yawns as the sleep aid finally settles in her veins...

... mumbles off about musicians, mistresses and keeping it in the family (ick)...

Alcohol=life Think I will take a nip of fireball before bed.

think we are going to keep you from the bar.

: LOL IRL the most popular nicknames use on me by friends and family are "Freddie", "Little One", "Little Miss Random", "Question Child". Million Questions is a great nick name. Nothing wrong with questions, am I right?

:giggle! (eyes light up at the word 'port' ) "Ooh! That sounds great, Lion. Port is what Friedas like best at a boarding party." kisses Teislyn's cheek, then Lions "I like your idea of using the friendly approach in getting to know these caribou-folk"

Frieda suddenly gives Lion a mock-stern look. "Miss Lizzi's g'night-sticks were made in limited quantities for our civil war. But since we live in peace now, perhaps she would be willing to trade you for one or sell you the plans."

She giggles and ads as an aside, You know, as Master Healer, I volunteered to be stunned by one of those g-night sticks so that I could document it's effects....I woke up in bed two hours later with no memory of how I got there. I was so confused, I couldn't even tell if they had actually used the g-night stick on me. Boy howdy did my rear ache for a week afterwards." Follows Lion, Teislyn and the bottle of port to go chat with Benjamin and his lady.

- good to see you both here - now we can all drown together - Yay!

Witchy leans over to , and whispers ~Don't worry about a thing lady, you can stay over here with and and I. Here's a glass of wine and a sniff of my rainbow, that will calm your nerves right up. , Lets stand here and see if we can over hear any info, eh?"

"Oh Good. is over there talking to Carrie's cousin. She'll get the scoop on him and that gorgeous chanteuse. You know, I love to sing. Not that I can remember the words. Or sound better than a screeching cat. But I do love to sing." shudders when she thinks of witchy's singing

"aahhhh, There is Mr. Delacroix , he'll for sure get to know Boreal. He has such a sauve way, he'll smooth out any nerves the poor man might have. Of course. He could be trying to make time with the chanteuse. He does have a way with the ladies."

grabbing Crisgems arm excitedly, witchy continues to whisper to loudly, "Did you hear! It was Frieda's cousin that made that quarterstaff I've been wanting! It's the newest thing, all the weapons people are talking about!! oh oh, shhhhh, listen.....dropping her voice...IS it on the market yet? oh oh, I Hope I can afford it!"

quickly handing a large coffee spiked with 2 shots of espresso and bailey's... "well shoot. Delacroix ran off to Teislyn , Lady Frieda never did answer him, now they're to far down the table to hear. pooh. It would have been excellent to pick up a new weapon on this cruise."

Fireball is the devil.

The more the merrier raises glass

Are you sure that doesn't want that hill....? Cuz she's going down. She already said so!

pokes I'm not sure how we'll pull it off but it's happening! Please note that I did not misspell Cat's UN this time. Woo!

are you alive and with us on this one or sticking it with on the side...bar?

, i ❤ you. whispers witchy Takes glass away from Spring. "You may have said ;s name correctly, but you didn't with lol. To much drink you've had. (and is that a barnacle hanging on your leg, OH, no. it's a cute little girl. sorry)

My eyes are bad. alive? I might be. I think so. I don't remember biting me. It's not survival yet, is it? did I miss it? am I a zombie?

Oh dear. puff puff puff I think I need another drink, I'm not sure where I am.

how many times has Gerty sold that hill?

She's with you on Lovecraft's team :) They're just getting appropriately sauced before the journey begins with me.

OH! I KNEW I was here for a reason!

passes Reaper some rainbow