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<blockquote data-quote="Don Incognito" data-source="post: 4656744" data-attributes="member: 81448"><p><span style="color: Green">"Down to brass tacks, I suppose. Although I have never been blessed with any children (that i know of)," <span style="color: White">the eladrin adds with a wink at Les, </span></span><span style="color: Green">"I am something of a godparent, as it were. A close friend of mine gave birth to a beautiful baby girl some years ago, and I was named the child's de facto guardian should anything happen to the parents."</span></p><p><span style="color: Green"></span></p><p><span style="color: Green">"Sadly, this is exactly what happened but a few years ago. Both her mother and father were taken by a plague, and the girl was left homeless. Naturally, I took her in and cared for her as if she were my own, but there was a..."</span></p><p><span style="color: Green"></span></p><p><span style="color: Green"><span style="color: White">Borius pauses, waving his hand in the air as he racks his brain for the right word.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: Green"><span style="color: White"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Green"><span style="color: White"></span></span><span style="color: Green">"A...a...disconnect, I think is the word I should use. She was nearly of age by the time she came into my care, and she had a rebellious streak. Must have picked it up from her mother, I suppose. Anyway, Rebekkah (Did I not mention her name? It was Rebekkah), she had her heart set on being an artist. Not just an artist, mind you, but an ARTIST; that is, she glamorized the entire lifestyle: living on the streets, surviving commission to commission, attending dingy little art shows with her friends at run-down galleries in shady parts of town. You get the idea, I'm sure. Naturally, she and I did not have a lot of pleasant conversations. We tended to clash more often than not; I import silks for a living, and did not want to see her living below her station. Eventually, when it came time for her to strike out on her own, I had secured her a place to live amongst the higher eschelons of Dauntonian society. She was to be a courtier to the city's nobles; she was certainly suited to it, as she was quite comely and quick-witted. However, she wanted none of it; her dreams of artistry had clouded her better judgement. I even offered to give her a studio to practice her craft, but she refused. Told me that she 'wanted to live the authentic lifestyle', which meant squatting in the dirt as she eked out a living selling baubles to commoners. Finally, I gave in to her demands, allowing her to strike out on her own, but with one stipulation: every weekend, we would meet for lunch."</span></p><p><span style="color: Green"></span></p><p><span style="color: Green">"Six weeks ago, our meetings stopped. I don't know what's become of her, as it is unlike her to go with long without contacting me. I don't know where to begin looking for her, and the city guard is of no help; they are uninterested in 'street trash'. I'm offering 45 gold per head for you to find her, and if need be, return her to safety. As a noble, I wouldn't even know who to ask, let alone what questions would lead me to her. As adventurers, I'm sure you are more...*ahem*...well-versed in the art of dealing with...er...the poor folk."</span></p><p><span style="color: Green"></span></p><p><span style="color: Green">"So what say you? Do we have a deal?"</span></p><p><span style="color: Green"></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Don Incognito, post: 4656744, member: 81448"] [COLOR=Green]"Down to brass tacks, I suppose. Although I have never been blessed with any children (that i know of)," [COLOR=White]the eladrin adds with a wink at Les, [/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=Green]"I am something of a godparent, as it were. A close friend of mine gave birth to a beautiful baby girl some years ago, and I was named the child's de facto guardian should anything happen to the parents." "Sadly, this is exactly what happened but a few years ago. Both her mother and father were taken by a plague, and the girl was left homeless. Naturally, I took her in and cared for her as if she were my own, but there was a..." [COLOR=White]Borius pauses, waving his hand in the air as he racks his brain for the right word. [/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=Green]"A...a...disconnect, I think is the word I should use. She was nearly of age by the time she came into my care, and she had a rebellious streak. Must have picked it up from her mother, I suppose. Anyway, Rebekkah (Did I not mention her name? It was Rebekkah), she had her heart set on being an artist. Not just an artist, mind you, but an ARTIST; that is, she glamorized the entire lifestyle: living on the streets, surviving commission to commission, attending dingy little art shows with her friends at run-down galleries in shady parts of town. You get the idea, I'm sure. Naturally, she and I did not have a lot of pleasant conversations. We tended to clash more often than not; I import silks for a living, and did not want to see her living below her station. Eventually, when it came time for her to strike out on her own, I had secured her a place to live amongst the higher eschelons of Dauntonian society. She was to be a courtier to the city's nobles; she was certainly suited to it, as she was quite comely and quick-witted. However, she wanted none of it; her dreams of artistry had clouded her better judgement. I even offered to give her a studio to practice her craft, but she refused. Told me that she 'wanted to live the authentic lifestyle', which meant squatting in the dirt as she eked out a living selling baubles to commoners. Finally, I gave in to her demands, allowing her to strike out on her own, but with one stipulation: every weekend, we would meet for lunch." "Six weeks ago, our meetings stopped. I don't know what's become of her, as it is unlike her to go with long without contacting me. I don't know where to begin looking for her, and the city guard is of no help; they are uninterested in 'street trash'. I'm offering 45 gold per head for you to find her, and if need be, return her to safety. As a noble, I wouldn't even know who to ask, let alone what questions would lead me to her. As adventurers, I'm sure you are more...*ahem*...well-versed in the art of dealing with...er...the poor folk." "So what say you? Do we have a deal?" [/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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