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[b][color=F39B05]Time:[/color][/b] Breakfast time!
[b][color=F39B05]Location:[/color][/b] River Port; Malachi’s mom’s house
[b][color=F39B05]Interactions:[/color][/b] Malachi[@princess], Jun[@JJ Doe], Enstille[@GingerBobOh], Kenia[@Tae]
[b][color=F39B05]Equipment:[/color][/b] A [url=https://i.imgur.com/Z1qXf7R.jpg]halberd[/url], (always with him) hunting knife, and half-plate armor (left in the room).
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Zion shook his head as just about every other member of his new pride gave the kindly neighbor woman the cold shoulder. While he could appreciate Jun’s rush to get to the breakfast table, at least a few words with the elf he’d run into would’ve been nice. Malachi on the other hand was just outright rude. There was just a sad flickering of his tail as he took the coins from Malachi. He kept the warm smile up for Kenia, he couldn’t imagine how disheartening it must be to show up to extend the hand of friendship to one’s neighbors only to be treated poorly. Zion knew, without a doubt, his mother would be deeply disappointed if he did not try and correct the situation. 

[color=F39B05]“Well, I think that sharing good food and neighborly intentions are the best first steps to harmony. I am sorry the others seem to have lost their manners, but I’d like to welcome you to our table. We have meat, and eggs that are surely growing cold, to share.”[/color] Zion offered up the amas Malachi had given him, on the chance that she’d rather take the coin and leave.  At the same time, he gestured towards the kitchen with his head, a room he hoped they all headed to soon. 

[color=F39B05]“Malachi is rough around the edges but carries the heart of a warrior.”[/color] He accentuated his point by slamming a fist against his chest. [color=F39B05]“The others are just a bit shy.”[/color][/color]