I feel like eating meals under the rune here would be a weird experience, especially for some people more than others. Like sometimes people would remember eating dinners the kitchen swears it never prepared. Others won’t eat at any other table because their blood ox stew only comes out rare enough if they eat at this one. No one will play poker with Frank anymore because when he sits in his lucky chair he wins every round, and Captain Eva only eats in the hallway now because she’s tired of being told to pass the salt by voices no one else can hear.
Guard 1: Watch yourself up there! Nobody’s repaired the balcony yet. If those supports break, I might not be able to catch your heavy ass. Guard 2: I’m counting on you ma'am! *jumps up and down on weak balcony* It might be romantic! Guard 1: Alright 😏