Looking around, everyone else seemed to be gliding through the given tasks. Except Leyfalia, whose countenance was rarely graced by a genuine expression of laidbackness. She did make funny, exasperated unglam faces whenever the brewing pot in front of her exploded on her, though.

Yes, at this point she was struggling with the brewing minigame that she had to go through, which essentially required her to stop the brewing process by stopping the slider that continuously slid from left to right with precise timing. She had to keep coming back to restock on her ingredients because this uselessly needy minigame ate them up.

She stomped loudly whenever she made the short trips to the point that perhaps had made the Head Cook glance at her a few times, but that was a rather insignificant matter to consider at this given time.

She eventually brewed 8 jugs of Dew Brew, enough and maybe with an extra to spare for the whole gathering of players in this event space. Because referring to them as a 'party' was awkward, still. It wasn't like she wanted to be friends with them anyway.

Progress: Dew Brew x8 have finished brewing.

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Ornery-Tsuchinoko got done with the second batch even faster than he was done with the first, stacking the jugs of Cloud Brew sake neatly side by side. He wasn't that impressed with the pace at which his companions were going, admittedly, but he'd also done more than his share of work. It was time for him to actively pretend he was being useful.

Which is to say, he was going to walk around and help (or, uh, "help") his fellow "yokai"!

"Yo, Itsumade! Working on turning the Snow Chims into delicious cold sake? Good, good. Lemme pulverize one for you," Ornery offered, and without waiting for input, reached over to do exactly that. With frosty gloves, he moved on forward.

"Yo, uh---oh." He was about to bother the oni-looking fellow when he sneaked just the briefest peek at one of the letters, and bit both his real-life and ingame tongues. "Oh, I see, you're busy. I'll come back later."

Thus, Ornery moved forward.

"Yo, Yuki Onna! Looks like you're doing good! Give me a shout if you need help with anything, yeah?" He really didn't have anything to stick his nose into, given Leyfalia'd been going at a more than reasonable pace. Thus, he moved on.

"Yo, No Name, Susanoo! Looks like you're doing some bat stuff! Let me know if you need a hand with your chiropterous affairs, yeah? Hye-heh." It looked like the two had it handled between the two of themselves, though, and so, yet again, Ornery moved on to find a familiar name in the same place she was the entire time.

"Yo, kid! Been some time since sightseeing Mag Civialis, yeah? If... that's you, anyway," he lamely finished, reaching over to stick his gloved hand directly in the sludge jar. He was going to help it along by just scooping out into the container. Just scoop the goop, scoop the goop, you just gotta scoop the goop.

While his username was currently displayed as "Tsuchinoko" thanks to the seal on his face, the rest of his appearance was undeniably that of Ornery the lizardman.

"Anyway, that should've made it faster, yeah?" He toothily smiled, and departed to wash his gloves. On his way to do that, he'd stuck a gooped finger into his mouth and his PC jolted as if from an electric shock, and went "ow". And again. And again.

The roaming Tsuchinoko kept jolting up and down and going "ow" the whole way to the water reservoir.

There was a list of party tasks at the corner of her UI and she observed that the group she was stuck with was mostly on track. Which was great, because the sooner they were done with this, the sooner she would get to stare at and admire her rewards that she worked so hard for. Not wasting any time, she turned to see what people were doing at this point. Ornery dropped by everyone's stations and was doing the group's administration details. Admirable, and by the time he dropped by hers she gave him the only suitable response in this given context: A scrunched up pair of eyebrows to decorate the silent treatment.

Noblesse was also about to get up and see if anyone else needed assistance.

And so, since both Tsuchinoko-Ornery and Itsumade-Noblesse were essentially really good people on top of being considerate to those who were contributing, Leyfalia felt like there was no need for her to do anything else. She did her part; she found her ingredients and brewed her sake and now was time to tap the fuck out and chill. Maybe check on some smaller-built NPCs whom she could interact with, and if she was lucky maybe she could kick them around or something. It was always fun to listen to some whining sound effects coming from creatures weaker than her.

But on her way towards establishing her dominance in the Kitchen, she saw the PC she encountered earlier staying diligently on task, writing this bullshit event's letters like they were something to be taken seriously.

"Give it." She stood next to him, looming over in an intimidating pose with her palm facing up. Waiting was never her forte - so instead of graciously accepting a 'no' for an answer, she grabbed one of the letters that had been completed and gave it a skim. An instant smug grin spread across her lips, then she looked at the letter's author. Then scanned the room looking for anyone with the word 'Mouse' attached to their names displayed on her screen. Then back at the letter's author.

Leyfalia knelt beside him, giving his shoulder a few rather daunting pats with a knowing look on her face.

"So that's why you've only written out three letters until now. Do you need help? Should I leave you alone? I don't want to though, so maybe I'll hang around here to watch you write those remaining letters."

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