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[IamanElfCollaborator]

He nods hurriedly.
The figurines are all of kobolds in various states of working, and one of Silica making phantasmal Victorian ninjas.

[Vgray]

"That would do it. I should mention I caught the plague of undeath once. There were priests on hand though."

[Empiricist]

"Depictions (mostly) of home?"
Lucinda checks what else he needs to serve.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

He nods.
Gilbert still needs his.

He wants champagne.

[Empiricist]

"Where is home for you now anyway?"
((Do they have champagne?))

[Vgray]

Twillier summons small blocks of wood and magically shapes them into Gnomes doing various tasks.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Yes.))
"Where ever I fit, lass."

[Empiricist]

"Interesting... things that are impossible for you are possible for me and vice-versa. Even if I can transmute substances, it is far too difficult to make complex things such as wood simply appear."
Lucinda grabs a bottle and ties it to his sheathed weapon using its ribbons before hurling it across the room. His Self appears next to it and catches both before untying it and pouring a glass for Gilbert before placing the bottle next to it.
"Will that be all good sir?"

[Empiricist]

"I meant as in a house. Where have you been living this whole time?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Danke."
"Same answer. I tend not to have a permanent dwelling."

[Empiricist]

"So you've just been camping here this whole time?"
Lucinda's Self throws the weapon back to him and curtseys before fading again.
Lucinda checks if any orders remain.

[Vgray]

"Unless I focus on a specific object I know exists, summoned objects tend to vanish after a few hours."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

He nods.
Gilbert slowly drinks his champagne.

[Empiricist]

"Still, that's beyond the capacity of any magic from my world."
"Oh, isn't there an inn nearby though?"
Lucinda examines the people in the cafe.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"I'll check in there eventually."
Apart from Gilbert, there's also Gaston and several other people nearby.

Sitting next to Gaston and chatting to him is a woman with blue eyes and black hair, with a rapier at her waist, and wearing a coat with a white tunic and chainmail underneath. Like Gaston, she's wearing the symbol of House Pierrot; a pair of herons flying over mountains, signifying the mountainous terrain of Avriogne- as a brooch on her lapel.

The woman in the corner seems about Richard's age, wearing- wait, didn't I already describe Kaori?

Apart from them, just a bunch of typical Vikings laughing and feasting.