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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 2550876" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Cast Upon Tides of Weal and Woe - Part 7c: Dancing Along the Yardarm</strong></p><p></p><p>Dinner was a sumptuous affair, though Thralen decried it as a simple meal, not quite up to the standards of the household. </p><p></p><p>They all dug into the first course. Cal continued to gulp down marinated green and black olives, which he apparently had never tasted before until stepping foot in the val’Ossan home. </p><p></p><p>The second course caused their eyes to light up. Bijoux enjoyed the cold smoked salmon. Ilmarė tasted the six-grain bread with honey butter. Everyone else ate the spinach salad and hard-boiled eggs. Except for Beldin.</p><p></p><p>Five bight yellow strips were placed before the dwarf on a small plate. He took a fork and speared one.</p><p></p><p>Cal sniffed at him from across the table. “Fish?”</p><p></p><p>“No,” said Beldin. “Sea urchin.”</p><p></p><p>“What are you doing?” asked Vlad as he watched the dwarf savor the first bite. “That looks like little yellow tongues.”</p><p></p><p>“Getting revenge,” he replied with a satisfied smile. The taste was sweet and fresh—almost floral, with the aroma of rose petals. </p><p></p><p>The third course brought more smoked herring for Bijoux, traditional Skohiir rye flatbread for Ilmarė, and sausages cooked in ale for everyone else. Cal sampled everything, although he was a bit more restrained. Kham mostly just drank wine.</p><p></p><p>“My agents are out searching for Emric now,” said Thralen. “I am hopeful to have some news before the morning as to where they might be keeping him. We must get to him before Captain Blax discovers he is not Camring.”</p><p></p><p>“Agreed,” said Vlad. </p><p></p><p>After dinner they adjourned to a tastefully decorated salon with windows overlooking the house gardens and the jungles of A’val beyond. Thralen listened in awe to Kham’s exploits during the Saturnalia ex Mille Basiare. He in turn regaled them all with his own youthful exploits and stories featuring some of his famous and infamous ancestors. Eventually, Thralen excused himself and went to bed.</p><p></p><p>Sebastian ducked back into Thralen’s office. There was a book within that he found interesting. </p><p></p><p>The office had a distinct nautical theme. The walls were hung with navigational charts, signaling pennants, and wooden carvings of sea animals. Several comfortable chairs were drawn up before a large and impressive oak desk. The desk was littered with ledges, manifests, quills, an ink pot and small box of sand, a worn and salt-stained leather-bound routier, a traverse board with dividers, a tarnished brass astrolabe, a heavy threaded lead weight, and the tome Sebastian sought. It was titled, “Insulae di Mare-Pallidus.”</p><p></p><p>With the book under his arm, Sebastian retired to bed. And yet, Emric was always on his mind.</p><p></p><p>A chill wind swept through his room. Sebastian paused to look out at the dark jungle beyond. </p><p></p><p>“Where is your mother, I wonder?” he asked.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 2550876, member: 3285"] [b]Cast Upon Tides of Weal and Woe - Part 7c: Dancing Along the Yardarm[/b] Dinner was a sumptuous affair, though Thralen decried it as a simple meal, not quite up to the standards of the household. They all dug into the first course. Cal continued to gulp down marinated green and black olives, which he apparently had never tasted before until stepping foot in the val’Ossan home. The second course caused their eyes to light up. Bijoux enjoyed the cold smoked salmon. Ilmarė tasted the six-grain bread with honey butter. Everyone else ate the spinach salad and hard-boiled eggs. Except for Beldin. Five bight yellow strips were placed before the dwarf on a small plate. He took a fork and speared one. Cal sniffed at him from across the table. “Fish?” “No,” said Beldin. “Sea urchin.” “What are you doing?” asked Vlad as he watched the dwarf savor the first bite. “That looks like little yellow tongues.” “Getting revenge,” he replied with a satisfied smile. The taste was sweet and fresh—almost floral, with the aroma of rose petals. The third course brought more smoked herring for Bijoux, traditional Skohiir rye flatbread for Ilmarė, and sausages cooked in ale for everyone else. Cal sampled everything, although he was a bit more restrained. Kham mostly just drank wine. “My agents are out searching for Emric now,” said Thralen. “I am hopeful to have some news before the morning as to where they might be keeping him. We must get to him before Captain Blax discovers he is not Camring.” “Agreed,” said Vlad. After dinner they adjourned to a tastefully decorated salon with windows overlooking the house gardens and the jungles of A’val beyond. Thralen listened in awe to Kham’s exploits during the Saturnalia ex Mille Basiare. He in turn regaled them all with his own youthful exploits and stories featuring some of his famous and infamous ancestors. Eventually, Thralen excused himself and went to bed. Sebastian ducked back into Thralen’s office. There was a book within that he found interesting. The office had a distinct nautical theme. The walls were hung with navigational charts, signaling pennants, and wooden carvings of sea animals. Several comfortable chairs were drawn up before a large and impressive oak desk. The desk was littered with ledges, manifests, quills, an ink pot and small box of sand, a worn and salt-stained leather-bound routier, a traverse board with dividers, a tarnished brass astrolabe, a heavy threaded lead weight, and the tome Sebastian sought. It was titled, “Insulae di Mare-Pallidus.” With the book under his arm, Sebastian retired to bed. And yet, Emric was always on his mind. A chill wind swept through his room. Sebastian paused to look out at the dark jungle beyond. “Where is your mother, I wonder?” he asked. [/QUOTE]
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