[color=0054a6]"Kip Omega."[/color]  Finishing her second tankard of cider, she offered her hand to the newcomer.  [color=0054a6]"Nice to meet you, and yeah, we're new."[/color]  She really would rather be left alone right now, but that likely wouldn't be healthy.  [i]Don't spend your days mourning the dead until you join them; live for them until your time comes.[/i]  That was a saying Kip had heard somewhere.  For some reason, it had stuck in her head.  With that in mind, she accepted the mug from Bulwar and took a cautious sip.  To hell with age restrictions.  For the first time, someone she knew had died.  The law could go hang for all she cared.