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Mine Hall / Event Drink and Be Merry [ 02.07.2591; 8 PM ] || Event
« on: September 28, 2018, 12:03:02 PM »
There was still a bit of summer left lingering over the island, which made Cet all the more thankful for just how cool the interior of the Mine Hall was. Deep enough in the stone that the absorbed heat of the day didn’t penetrate, it was a welcome relief from the more open and sweltering atmosphere of the Weyr. With only one opening to the outside world, this space was much easier to keep cool than the former.

But that was hardly the only reason he was appreciative of the Mine Hall. Despite its dangers, it felt more like home—a more familiar sort of place in comparison to the one where he and his family had been living for the last four turns. While Cetorex didn’t dislike riders per se, it was far more comfortable to be surrounded by like-minded people, away from situations that made tempers flare and relationships strained. Not to mention there was a fair bit of pride in the fact that Holders and Crafters could rebuild too, even without the express and constant help of dragon riders.

When other Brewers and Vinters had first started to toss around the idea of formally moving to the Hall, Cetorex had been all for it. The move would save him the daily trips to and from, which would mean more time around his family too. And it felt right in a way, since it meant less non-Crafter oversight to their activities. And that was saying nothing of the fertile land that had been cleared outside the Hall, some of which they would be allowed to claim for their own crops.

It would be good to really grow things again, rather than having to jockey for space with the Farmers and Herders. Not that Cetorex had ever held them any ill will.

Having an official event to celebrate was even more exciting, though. Their cavern had been cleaned and prepped for the guests that were already flooding in, everything as gleaming and polished as his Craft could get it. They might not have a large store of alcohol—yet—but they would be generous with what they did have. An excuse to mingle with other respectable Holders in a social capacity would be welcome too.

They so infrequently had things to celebrate. Cetorex appreciated it even more when the opportunity did arise.

Spoiler for OOC:
Who doesn’t like a good party? Especially when it means alcohol is going to be available in more abundance in the future? :3 Just bear in mind this is meant to be a classy affair, so anyone who crashes it or causes a ruckus will get kicked out. As always, you can check into the OOC event thread here.

Also, SanctifiedSavage was awesome and updated the map of Mine Hall to include the Brewers' new area. :3

10. Brewer Cavern
     This cavern has been recently carved out for the Brewers to set up their own, small Craft Hall. The brewers decided to set up in the Mine Hall to be closer to the jungle, despite how dangerous it is, and so they might start growing their own small crops outside the giant metal doors of the Mine Hall.

Mine Hall / Re: Breakfast Chitchat [ 21.10.2590 / 6:30 AM ] || Open
« on: February 17, 2018, 08:42:10 PM »
Cet had been prepared for those less inclined to early mornings to just grumble and ignore him. He wouldn’t take it as an insult, long since understanding that some people simply didn’t start functioning until after their second cup of klah. Even so, it seemed a good start to the day that he’d gotten a friendly response rather than an annoyed one.

“Oh, I don’t like to assume,” he said, smiling brightly again as he soaked up some of the breakfast gravy on his plate with the half of roll he held. “I’m sure there’s someone here that hasn’t actually gone to sleep yet.” Some of the Peacekeepers, perhaps, since he knew that a few patrols were on hand during the night just in case something went amiss. And the cooks who had prepared the morning meal had no doubt gotten up before most others in the Hall. “Anyway, I envy you that. It’s always an early morning for me, what with needing to get all the children ready for the day.”

Not that he would trade that for anything. He and his wife were blessed to have as many children as they did, and all of them healthy and having survived the Pass.

“Buuuut, I can’t complain.” He wolfed down a bite of food before offering his free hand; he’d not be so rude as to accidentally get gravy on anyone else. “I’m Cetorex, by the way. I don’t think we’ve met.”

Spoiler for OOC:
No worries at all. <3 I hope you’ll forgive me for a rusty response as well.

Mine Hall / Open Breakfast Chitchat [ 21.10.2590 / 6:30 AM ] || Open
« on: November 15, 2017, 11:26:30 PM »
Things had been rough this turn, that was for sure, but Cet was tentatively hopeful that maybe the next one would be better. Between Hunter and Beach attacks, drama in the Weyr, and the lockdown that had separated him and some of their children from Ossoketissa for the better part of a month while she was trapped at the Mine Hall, so much of it had been stressful—it was a relief now to have settled into something of a stable routine, even if it was an odd one.

After the lockdown, they had ultimately made the decision to move their family to the Mine Hall. It was in keeping with a more traditional Hold lifestyle, would allow them more time together, and seemed more appealing than the Weyr after everything that had occurred:  all the bad blood springing up between riders, Weyrfolk, and Holders—not to mention the Crafters caught up in the middle of it all, pulled one way or another depending on their own backgrounds and families. But it also meant that only one of them would have to catch a ride back to the Weyr on most days, and that was a sacrifice that Cetorex was willing to make to balance family and Craft.

Ossoketissa had been summoned away by Miner business early that morning, leaving Cet alone to wolf down a quick breakfast before being ferried to the Weyr. With Hop watching over their children in their living quarters, he was content enough to retrieve some klah and food on a tray, and slide into a seat with some others he recognized as Crafters. The Brown would inform him if any of his children needed something before he left.

Tearing a breakfast roll in half, he grinned a bit and addressed those closest. “Good morning. How’s the day treating you so far?”

Spoiler for OOC:
*gasp* An open thread! I specifically mentioned Crafters, but feel free to jump in with anyone you have who might be at the Mine Hall this early for breakfast.

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