[color=a36209][h2][center]Queen Celestius[/center][/h2][/color]
[sup][@AnyAlex][@Squirrel98][@Blade17][/sup]
[color=a36209]"Very good then, Captain. Missives will be sent to the Royal Boatswain at the docks, informing him to make his best materials and workmen avaliable for use, at your instruction. We will also inform our Quartermasters that you are allowed a portion of our stock of supplies-- five percent-- as well as a cut of currency to spend within the city, again, as you determine to be best,"[/color] the Queen looked over the faces of the crew almost-warmly. Almost. 

She continued,[color=a36209] "Guest rooms outside the castle within the Rose Wing will be made avaliable, should you or your crew deem it necessary to stay on castle grounds. Otherwise. You are free to come and go as you please. A guard will be assigned to escort you through the castle-- I do hope you are fond of Craigfire Pixies."[/color]

At that, a sudden flaring of lights materialized around the Queen-- the multicolored glowing auras of a multitude of Craigfire Pixies-- so named for their affinity with lava magic. They were dangerous creatures, measured between six to twelve inches in stature, and were able to disappear and reappear at a moment's notice. Several of them flitted about the crew, as if taking in their appearences, before surrounding them in a circle.

[color=a36209]"If you've nothing else for me, Captain, you may take your leave."[/color]