The Three Broomsticks: Order of the Joberknoll

[veneficusvenato]

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The Three Broomsticks has closed every Thursday night since before the end of the last war. Each of the new owners has followed suit when they picked up the place. The second one said it had to do with luck and honors. And Jo Harvelle, who snuck into the place more times than any could count a decade ago, seems to be following in all their stead with an easy, unruffable grace.






The Closed sign hangs carelessly askew, like normal, and the windows are dark.

(And it will remain that way unless you have an invitation of some kind.)

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At The Door

[veneficusvenato]

The first thing you'll notice when the door opens, if the door opens for you, is a large rather guard-like man, with his hood pulled up. He's not so much checking invitations as watching the street. Behind him, not too far off is Jo Harvelle.

It's kind to greet your guests, yes?

Because that's totally all she's doing. Right? Right.

Re: At The Door

[leavsfrmthevine.livejournal.com]

The walk tonight was pleasant enough but it is still a reluctant Iroh who knocks softly on the door. He sees the wisdom of the discretion of the Order but he never has been one for cloaks and daggers.

And he could not justify putting off the meeting any longer.

Re: At The Door

[veneficusvenato]

Jo was carrying napkins, but she gave Iroh a nod when she saw him pass the man at the door. There's no judgement in the even gaze of her copper eyes, "I was wonder if you'd come."

Re: At The Door

[leavsfrmthevine.livejournal.com]

"I am sorry for forestalling your hospitality," he replies with a humble bow. When he straightens he asks, "Is there tea?"

Re: At The Door

[veneficusvenato]

"All things happen in their proper time?"
There's a hint of a smile at her mouth.


"And, yes. Not as good as yours, but we do have some. Drinks and food are over here," she waves him over, since she's dropping napkins there already. "And then the tables over there are what we'll use."

Re: At The Door

[leavsfrmthevine.livejournal.com]

He bows again and says, "Thank you," before heading towards the tables. He makes it a few steps before turning once again to ask, "Unless you need help with setting up?"

Re: At The Door

[veneficusvenato]

Jo shook her head. "There isn't much less left for setting."
"I had to pause earlier for an update from one of first people to arrive."


Those things still counted as far above taking time to put out napkins.

Re: At The Door

[atypicalwarlock.livejournal.com]

Out on the streets shadows cling to him as he makes his way to the meeting. He walks purposely, though a bit hunched in a tattered old cloak.

Once he is inside however, Aloysius removes the cloak and hangs it as if it is a dead rat. "Good evening," he says by way of greeting. "I beg you tell me there is coffee?"

Re: At The Door

[veneficusvenato]

"There is," was from Jo. After the man at the door glanced to her soundlessly. "Over on the table." There's a wave toward where the sparse, but never empty, table of refreshments are.

It's definitely one way to make an entrance.

Re: At The Door

[atypicalwarlock.livejournal.com]

Aloysius nods on his way over to the coffee but does say, "Thank you." He doesn't mean for the hint of desperation to touch his voice but it's been so long since he's had the drink.

He not here for politeness and social niceties though but if she decides she needs to talk with him, he will.

Re: At The Door

[veneficusvenato]

Jo doesn't mind. It isn't hers to mollycoddle.

She watched him for a moment, before the door chimed again.

Re: At The Door

[will_scarlett]

Will's rather out of breath when he arrives and has his hood over his head as he nods, some fresh bruises are visible where the light hits his face.

Re: At The Door

[veneficusvenato]

Jo wasn't actually near the door this time, but she caught sight of the boy on a trip between tables. "Evening, Will. There's ice behind the bar if you'd like to make a pack for your jaw."

Re: At The Door

[will_scarlett]

"Thank you, I'll do that. Practice was exciting,"

He grins at Jo and winces as it ended up hurting.

Re: At The Door

[veneficusvenato]

"Hopefully it'll be a good year for us, then."
It's rueful, but amused at the wince.


"Go on and take care of that before we start."

Re: At The Door

[will_scarlett]

"I think it will be, the team is starting to come together. I will. I was trying not to be late,"

As being punctual is important and he heads towards the counter.

Re: At The Door

[veloxepistola.livejournal.com]

Inara shows up relatively early.

In that way where she hasn't seen but one or two people go into the Three Broomsticks from her position up in the nearest oak tree down the street.





Walking up to the door: "Hello, Jo."

Re: At The Door

[veneficusvenato]

Expected and punctual. Nice.

"Evening." There's a nod.


"Cloaks can go there," she says, gesturing to things as she talks. "We have a small offering of food and drinks, and the tables beyond-" With about half a dozen people, who've appeared across the day and not just the last while. "-is where the meeting will be."

Re: At The Door

[veloxepistola.livejournal.com]

Inara's eyebrows rise fractionally when she realizes how far off she was with her estimation of attendance.

"Sounds perfect." Inara peels off her cloak - a dark green thing, simpler than her usual robes - and folds it under her arm.




"Thank you." For being hospitable, if nothing else just yet.

Re: At The Door

[veneficusvenato]

"Of course. I'm glad to see you made it."

Jo gave her a polite enough smile.
Nothing forced, or offered.

Re: At The Door

[reincarnshaman.livejournal.com]

The cat stares at the guard and gives a loud yowl of indignation.

Re: At The Door

[veneficusvenato]

The guard watches the cat through the window in the door.


But the only animagus listed is already inside the room.
And strays and pets aren't handed invitations, so it stays closed.



He does catch the attention of the woman not far from him with a signal.

Re: At The Door

[reincarnshaman.livejournal.com]

She sits and yowls.

And yowls.

And yowls.

"Shut up."

She shuts up.

Trever scowls down at her. She gives him an innocent look and licks her paw.

Re: At The Door

[veneficusvenato]

Jo moved at the summons.



Taking the door, she opened it only enough.
"Professor Delvar." There's a respectful nod.

Before her gaze stole to the noise maker.

"I believe you only have one invitation."

Re: At The Door

[reincarnshaman.livejournal.com]

"And there's only one of me. Kale sends his apologies. Something came up back home," he says.

Honestly, the idea that Veena counts as two doesn't occur to him. She appears on his shoulder and drapes herself like a living stole.