[SEASONAL EVENT] empty chairs at empty tables

"Everyone poops, Ronin." The alchemist quipped back with a grin. "Best you learn that lesson now, because I have a feeling it is about to get much, much worse." He added with a glance towards Aoife who, at some point, would need to be changed. As Ronin returned to a more or less put-together great-room, Remi watched with bated breath as his friend looked over the linens. Releasing the air in his lungs in a greatful woooooooosh, Remi gently squeezed Ronin's shoulder with a nod. Glancing outside and seeing that there was still enough light that it wasn't quite time yet to head towards the fields, Remi glanced around. "While I would assume that you monster-hunter types do not drink on the job, have you anything to pay your hired-help for his services? Or am I just expected to work for free, with nothing to quench my thirst with?" remi Don't pretend it's such a mystery Think about the place where you first met me