[H1][center][color=440e62]MORGAN[/color][/center][/h1]


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[b][i]November 18, 7:15 P.M.
West Commons, The Pale Horse[/i][/b]




Morgan finished another glass as he was talking to Baldwin,  a movement in the gambling hall catching his eye. The group of Cat-kin nodded to an unexpected face coming through the door. Morgan narrowed his eyes as he saw the emissaries companion, something he'd be sure to mention. His excitement cooled as he stood, straightening up and brushing the wrinkles from his suit. [color=662d91]"I'm afraid I must excuse myself, but enjoy the meal, make a toast for me, and if you can manage it, find a woman for the night to help you unwind,"[/color] he said with a chuckle, [color=662d91]"you seem like you use the help sleeping."[/color]

Morgan motioned for the wait staff to take care of the bar, before giving an apologetic nod to Jasper, [color=662d91]"you'll have to forgive me, the less festive side business has reared its head, but I hope you enjoy yourself,"[/color] he said to the regular as he made his way out of the bar, patting backs and shaking hands as he made his way through the crowd. His jovial manner melted away as he broke away from the crowd to a severe business manner.

     Morgan took a seat as he listened in silence, motioning for a drink from a passing waitress as  Kaja went through the list, pointedly not getting one for the Cat-kin. Morgan took it all in with little change until he finished, taking few moments to enjoy his drink before responding in a even tone,[color=662d91] "I've no complaints with building breweries, in fact you may want to advise your father to open talks to the dryads within the city, they may be open to providing supplies to such a venture," [/color]he said pausing for a moment and taking another drink, [color=662d91]" but as for the contact outside, I'd  advise lowering our order, but keep doing business with him, there are always uses to having sources away from home."[/color]

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"Pertaining the supplies, I'll have my men pick them up post haste, and I'll deal with Kree when I see him,"[/color] he said, before raising his glass in a toast, [color=662d91]"My condolences to your clan for the loss of their kinsman, may they be welcomed home by Bastet herself. " [/color]he said, finishing his glass after the customary prayer, standing and approaching the young Cat-kin, eyes hardly wavering as they locked with his.

     [color=662d91] "Now, with buisness out of the way, I fear I must make something clear,"[/color] he said as he began circling Kaja and the tiger, eyeing the creature, [color=662d91]"as fine a beast as this may be, I cannot abide you bringing in your work so callously,"[/color] he said, a curt edge to his voice. [color=662d91]" Normally I'd assume you had been raised in a barn, but I've seen you with your father, and I know he suffers no fools, so I take this as a lapse in judgement that shall not be repeated."[/color]

 Morgan allowed that to sink in, before continuing on, " Luckily I've no time to focus on this." He said, the pleasant tone returning as he went onto new business, [color=662d91]"How soon can you have say..."[/color] he paused looking back at Baldwin at the bar, noticing the aura death was around a few of the patrons that night, [color=662d91]"I believe 4 yes, 4 carts with scavenging teams ready,"[/color] he said, looking expectantly at Kaja.