The Morning After

Quiet inquiries are being made. It isn't being advertised, not publicly anyways, but there are whispers ever since the Rescue efforts began that Plant Hwyaden has been quietly taking an interest in the crafters who have stepped up to contribute to the ship building projects and those who have been looking out for the plight of newbies.

This time, it's not just one of their representatives. Nureha opens the door, an unremarkable grey cloak pooled around her shoulders as she takes a quick look inside. She steps back, giving instructions to the party that came with her before stepping inside, looking somehow relieved when she doesn't seem to recognize anybody in the crowd. At least, not the one she's concerned about.

The Tavern is somewhat sparce, at least of adventuring types, especially in light of the circumstances around the actual taste of anything one might get here.

    Giganpor was already in the tavern. After the ship building project and hunting projects were finished, the were lion is in his human form. Long red hair braided and no sign of his crafting gear. He's wearing mostly loose, comfortable looking armor. Probably from before the whole Black Wave, too, judging by the design.

    The definite thing was that he was there, drinking a bit. The fact the drink tastes like flavored water has the resting were fang grumbling a little. "... looks like good apple juice and it tastes horrible... is it part of the program or something else?" He looks very annoyed by it.

    Otherwise, he looks in good health for someone who was vastly helping build ships with an oversized noticeable hammer.

Nureha scans the tavern again and goes to the counter, ordering something with Mead in the title and taking it to where Gigapon was sitting. She clasped with with both hands, hands tucked under the large, metal banded stein.

"It tastes better if you don't look at it." she says as she stops nearby. "Or at least, that's what I tell myself. Your.. with Grandeur, right? I heard you were the one making equipment and helping the newer players with their gear."

    Giganpor looks up at the newcomer, then nods. "I am. Giganpor is my name... Grandeur was going slow, so... well, I guess you could say that I am trying to give people as much of a chance as I can? The ship building call brought me out here."

    He eyes Nureha, "Aren't you the one from that rat cellar group?"

    He takes a sip of the drink, "... hm... not looking at it does help a little."

"I think we saw eachother there, yes." Nureha smiles and takes a sip of her mead, she makes a face, an ear twitching.

"I wanted to ask you if you'd had any luck figuring out why the system has locked everything to Common items. I thought, perhaps at first, that it was a level requirement but.. once the guilds got together and seized Tolbana, I'm starting to think that's not entirely the case."

    Giganpor sighs, "I don't know. It's frustrating, too. Enough that I'm starting to feel cramps from my fingers... we can make them twice as fast as the NPCs, but theirs comes out vastly better quality than ours."

    He glances over, raising an eyebrow at the ear twitching. "Huh... I didn't know the ears twitched now, too. That automatic or you do it?"

Nureha blinks, looking at Giganpor blankly for a moment.

"Oh." she says, surprised. "..I.. I'm not sure I've ever noticed." she lets out a small laugh, reaching up to touch them for a moment. "May I sit down?" she asks, gesturing to the seat next to him.

"I'd actually like to commission some of your work. In fact, my guild has been going around, and we think that together, we could solve the problem what what's going on with our menu systems."

    The were lion looks at her carefully, then nods, "Go ahead..."

    He looks considerate, then hums, "So you think if we work together we can figure it out? How would that work?"

    She definitely has his attention now. One of the most vexxing thing for crafters is that they could only make common items. Able to actually use the system and get better equipment out is something that won't throw people's game movements off.

"I want you to continue what you are already doing."

Nureha sits down across from him, putting one hand over the other as she regards him levelly. "I can already see the good you've done for the Rescue efforts and for those in the Town of Beginnings. My guild and I would like to patron you. Support your work. Figure out this mystery together. We have some pieces of it, but we can't be sure without the support of others. My guild is in the preparatory stages of setting up a crafting nexus of sorts. There is ample space in the City of Ash, and we'd like to invite everyone. Tailors. Woodworkers. Smiths. Scribes." She smiles at him

"All of us working together to make new things and give people a fighting chance out there, both out in the fields and out in the Tower."

    Giganpor looks considerate, then frowns. "Interesting. A crafting nexus?"

    Looking up at the ceiling for a moment, he gives a small nod, "Sure. Why not? I'm not sure how much help I will be until we figure this out, though."

    He looks considerate, "Might be better than my current Guild, too. I'm not sure if they will be as active as I would like... plus... I kinda like it here. If we can fix the menu system or figure that out, maybe we can make it livable here."

Nureha makes a long suffering face. "Oh, ye gods I hope so." she smiles in chagrin at her own outburst, saying with a little more dignity as she takes another sip. "Perhaps there is something to be said for a good night's rest and actually looking forwards to breakfast."

She pauses for a moment, then pushes herself up from her chair. "Thank you for meeting with me. Not many.. have been too willing to listen, so far." She shrugs. "I guess people can get used to anything and.. I agree, there are a lot more pressing concerns right now. But thank you anyways."

    Giganpor nods, leaning back in his seat. "It's a problem that people think skills or artes can overcome, probably. I admit we're good with them, but... best not to forget equipment is a factor as well."

    He shrugs, "And it is not a problem. Just tell me if you need any reports, advice, or anything. I plan on perhaps heading back to the Town of Beginnings or to the Ninetails Dominion now that the rescue is done. I am not sure which as of yet."

Nureha nods. "I'll have a representative find you when it's time to meet together and share what we've learned." she smiles, inclining her head towards him. She puts the stein on the table, leaving it unattended as she makes her way out of the tavern.