"Sorry to hear about Nyx... If I'd..." Storm sighs and her words trail off as Vesta and Zukar approach.

Storm looks over at Vesta and Zukar after Vesta greets them. "Morning."

The elf looks over and smiles. "Good morning!"

Storm sighs. "Oh right. Vesta, Stella. Stella, Vesta. Stella, Tristan. Tristan, Stella."

"Actually, please call me Zukar if you wouldn't mind. My old name..."

"Attracts unwanted attention. I gotcha." Storm nods. "Sometimes you need a new name and a new start."

Stella looks to Storm. "You didn't take a new name."

"Sure I did. You think my parents named me Storm?" Storm lifts the tankard but doesn't drink, holding it still for a few seconds and then setting it back down. "Why don't you two have a seat? Join us."

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