Welcome to Night Vale

Right. So since Lance is gone and building new friendships is ultimately meaningless and everyone eventually leaves the Pour Judgment could use a new bartender. Or maybe a couple. That way when someone else just up and vanishes, we won't have to drag in someone new

If anyone has any interest, just let me know.

This is fine

corazón & prudence.

Alternately, we just...shut the pub down and just stay in Necropolis-non-Sea forever and just don't try to make new friends who will ultimately abandon us any more.

That's also a thought.

Is it routine for... an entire houses to randomly appear here, or is this something that I should consider to be a trap? Because I would most certainly consider it to be a trap were I back home. Of course, if I were back home, it would be

I'd appreciate any advice people can provide.

adaine.

I went up to check out the community gardens, and you will never guess what I found next door.

I have never been patient enough for true meditation, though I've found that the yoga method of this world is better for me than anything I've found elsewhere in the universe. Does anyone have additional suggestions for how to meditate well? Luke, this question isn't for you; I've tried all of your suggestions already, you know that.

Who: Arcturus Black and Draco Malfoy
What: A first meeting
Where: Draco's apartment
When: Arcturus' first day
Notes: Mention of magical violence and conflict, more tbd

( There were other sorts of courage )

[OOC: 'Mage' here is an Incredibly Broad Term; if you think you should be able to see this, assume you can.]

It looks like we've had something of an influx of new people recently so hello, welcome to Night Vale, we are I'm Anders, and here's some things you might need to know:

- As far as we're aware, nobody has been able to willingly leave, or to communicate with their home. If you're willing to share specifics of what you've tried in that regard, we should probably start keeping some sort of communal record, but I appreciate that people may wish to play their cards close to their chest because everything is weird and confusing and you don't know me from Maferath.

- You should have found a key on your person when you arrived, which correlates to an apartment at the Last Resort. The Housing Assistants (Zelda, Wanda, Kate or Katie) are also members of The Displaced (or whatever you want to call people in our predicament) and generally a good source of useful information on things.

- Occasionally weird or confusing things will happen for no discernable reason. This could range from 'you have suddenly turned pink' through 'there's a beach where there wasn't one before' to 'carnivorous plants have taken over the Last Resort'. At least it's never dull?

- The Night Vale Clinic is run by members of The Displaced and offers both magical and mundane healing, utilise this whenever you need it. If your gifts tend towards this area, we always welcome additional staff.

- Other places you may find useful or comforting:
The Black Emporium - weird, possibly cursed curios and general magical paraphernalia
Rest & Thyme - herbs, potions, etcetera
The Paradox - tea and books
The Pour Judgement - ale, card games, sometimes bards

Anything else you need, any questions you have, please do reach out. You're not alone in this.

[Míriel's comments come to you via a handy network translator since right now she only speaks Quenya. She'll work on that.]

What strangeness there is here! What marvels in metal! I know that I am not in Tirion, nor any part of the blessed land touched by the Light. Nor is this the land of my childhood.

Tell me, what is that great light in the sky that outshines every one of our lady Varda's stars? Who wrought such a thing?

So I've noticed that we've gotten a few new arrivals, so I figured I'd just let everyone know that I've managed to clear out more plots in the community garden space around Necropolis Non Sea for people to utilize if they're interested.

In an entirely unrelated comment, I may have a few freshly cleaned skeletons just in time for spooky season that I need someone to take off of my hands. Utterly and completely unrelated. Yep. Nothing suspicious here.

I'm also potentially interested in hiring someone to come and tend the stables behind the Pour Judgment. Maybe someone who actually knows what they're doing with animals and isn't just guessing their way through it ninety percent of the time? If only Meril We're quite happy to provide room and board along with a paycheck. And I promise the house will probably not eat you.

Good afternoon.

I am Arcturus Black, son of Licorus Black. I appear to have developed a terrible habit of falling into peculiar realms of existence beyond the ordinary world. I don't quite know what to make of it all.

If I may turn to practicalities:

If anyone encounters my cousin Regulus or aunt Cassiopeia, please do tell them that I am here. Aunt Cassi especially will worry dreadfully.

I am magically protecting and reinforcing the room that I have been given. It is on the seventh floor. If anyone would like any of the muggle machines or electricks they shall be left outside the door. I have no use for them and it is rather wasteful to destroy them when there may be muggle paupers here who would appreciate them.

I would very much like to write to my father in London. Is there somewhere I can purchase magical ink and paper to do so?

Yours &c.

Arcturus C. Black

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