I'm in charge here.

[stratholmerogue]

[Anyone passing by the stables might notice a note tacked to one beam

Comments

[teethofneedles]

Hey, Lesty.

[Karis has leaned up against one of the support pillars.]

Nice stable. [Snicker]

[stratholmerogue]

Rissy.

[Grins at her and shuts her book. The title engraved on the front reads "Poisons and You: Because Fair Fights Are For Pussies"]

Thanks. I appropriated it m'self.

[teethofneedles]

[Eyes the book and laughs.]

Officially or just because? Oughta turn this into official Undercity territory.

[stratholmerogue]

Hmm. [Taps her chin thoughtfully, and watches a rat skitter across one of the rafters.]

I like that idea, I do.

[teethofneedles]

We can have a flag and everything.

[stratholmerogue]

[Motions for her to come closer.]

Wheah we gonna get a flag, though?

[teethofneedles]

...could make one, I guess. [She wanders over.]

[stratholmerogue]

Huh, yeah. I c'n sew one, I suppose.

[Celleste wraps an arm around Karis' waist, giving her a side-hug.]

...y'know whas goin' on yet? We really stuck heah?

[teethofneedles]

[Ruffles Celleste's hair affectionately.]

Looks like.

[stratholmerogue]

Mmgh. Well, 'least yer heah. [Nuzzles her hand.] And Ter, too. We should take this place ovah, eh.

[teethofneedles]

We should. We could cannibalize that church for parts and make this into something a bit more homey...

No pun intended.

[stratholmerogue]

Homey. I like it.