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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 3735938" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>As Gray and Cold as Stone - Part 3: Meeting With Elandre</strong></p><p></p><p>“I didn’t know you were invited,” asked Quintus. They were standing in Elandre’s parlor.</p><p></p><p>“Call me Katticus Maximus Val’Abebi,” whispered Kham, “I’m just another guest. A shame about Gaius though.”</p><p></p><p>“I see you’ve heard,” said Ilmarė.</p><p></p><p>“Yeah,” said Kham. “Very…abrupt.”</p><p></p><p>The far door opened and Lady Elandre emerged. She was a tall and beautiful young woman with long, golden hair and fair skin. She wore the gold striped toga of Coryani nobility. </p><p></p><p>Elandre looked around the room and smiled at each of them in turn before seating herself on a comfortable divan. She motioned for them to be seated as well. Elandre looked at both doors to ensure that they were closed.</p><p></p><p>“Thank you for coming,” she said, her voice sweet and melodious. “I am sorry that my letters were rather vague, but I assure you that I have my reasons.”</p><p></p><p>“Don’t we all,” said Kham, reclining on his own divan. He had already managed to find a wine bottle. It was half empty.</p><p></p><p>“I…I need your help,” said Elandre. She looked down at the carpet for a moment to gather her thoughts. “At the celebration this evening, my father is going to announce my betrothal to Roderick val’Tensen. He is the son of Adolphos val’Tensen, the Duke of Moratavia in Milandir.”</p><p></p><p>“Another lout,” said Ilmarė.</p><p></p><p>Elandre blushed. “I am sure that the Duke and his son are good men, but I have no desire to live in Milandir. I have no idea why my father would agree to such a marriage.”</p><p></p><p>“Acastus is a reasonable man,” said Quintus. “Have you spoken to him about this?” </p><p></p><p>“I have asked him about it, but he has been unwilling to answer any of my questions and that is very unlike him. I almost feel as though he doesn’t want me to marry the Duke’s son either, but for some reason he’s insisting that I go through with it.” She looked up again. “I would like you to find out why my father wants me to marry Roderick val’Tensen. I cannot defy my father’s wishes, but if you can find a socially acceptable reason for the marriage to be called off, I would be profoundly grateful.”</p><p></p><p>Kham hopped up off of his divan. “Let me get this straight. You want us to stop a wedding, but without using force? How exactly are we supposed to do that?”</p><p></p><p>“I’m sure my father’s been exchanging letters with Duke Adolphos about the betrothal. My father keeps his study locked whenever he’s not there, but he’ll be busy entertaining guests once the party starts. If you could get into his study, that might provide some clues.”</p><p></p><p>Quintus looked perturbed. “You want us to break into your father’s study? That doesn’t seem very appropriate.”</p><p></p><p>Elandre blushed again and looked down at the ground. “I know that, and I had hoped it wouldn’t be necessary. But you must understand…I’m worried that something is very wrong with him. He is not himself lately. I think he needs help, but he’s too proud to ask for it. I don’t want anyone to do anything illegal or dishonorable, but if that’s what it takes to help my father, it’s a chance I’m willing to take.”</p><p></p><p>“Well then I’m your man,” said Kham with a broad smile. He jabbed a thumb over his shoulder in Quintus’ direction. “The legionnaire here isn’t good at this sort of thing, but I’m sure we can work something out.” </p><p></p><p>“You might be able to overhear something during the party itself,” she said, addressing Quintus. The legionnaire crossed his arms in disapproval. Quintus didn’t like what he was hearing. “You’ll need to be careful though, since no one knows about the betrothal yet except my father, Adolphos, Roderick, myself, and now you.”</p><p></p><p>“How much?” interrupted Ilmarė.</p><p></p><p>“I can offer you 200 Imperials each to find out the reason for the betrothal.”</p><p></p><p>Ilmarė turned to Quintus. Quintus’ nostrils flared. He stared sideways at a wall. Then he nodded.</p><p></p><p>“We’re in,” said Ilmarė. </p><p></p><p>“Me too,” said Kham.</p><p></p><p>“Thank you very much for your assistance,” said Elandre. “Remember, no one else knows the real reason you are here.”</p><p></p><p>“They’re not the only ones,” muttered Ilmarė. </p><p></p><p>“Please try not to attract too much attention to yourselves.” Elandre looked Quintus up and down. “I’m sure you’re accustomed to carrying weapons and wearing armor, but that would be very inappropriate at a party such as this.”</p><p></p><p>Quintus’ brow furrowed. “I know how to conduct myself. I’m a legionnaire, not a mercenary.” </p><p></p><p>“Of course,” said Elandre. “I will be at the party, at least for awhile, but I will be busy acting as hostess. I will probably not have much time to talk. If you find anything out, try to get my attention and I will meet you when I can.”</p><p></p><p>With that, Elandre exited through the same doors she came in. </p><p></p><p>“Sorry ladies,” said Kham, speaking to the pistols concealed beneath his overcoat. “Looks like you’re going to rest this one out.”</p><p></p><p>“Still got Fleshripper?” asked Ilmarė.</p><p></p><p>Kham patted a wrapped up tube on his back. “Like an old friend, he never leaves my side. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to freshen up for the party.”</p><p></p><p>After he left, Quintus shot Ilmarė a worried look. “Since when did Kham start referring to his sword as a ‘he’?”</p><p></p><p>“The man refers to his pistols as ‘ladies’,” said Ilmarė. “Stupid human.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 3735938, member: 3285"] [b]As Gray and Cold as Stone - Part 3: Meeting With Elandre[/b] “I didn’t know you were invited,” asked Quintus. They were standing in Elandre’s parlor. “Call me Katticus Maximus Val’Abebi,” whispered Kham, “I’m just another guest. A shame about Gaius though.” “I see you’ve heard,” said Ilmarė. “Yeah,” said Kham. “Very…abrupt.” The far door opened and Lady Elandre emerged. She was a tall and beautiful young woman with long, golden hair and fair skin. She wore the gold striped toga of Coryani nobility. Elandre looked around the room and smiled at each of them in turn before seating herself on a comfortable divan. She motioned for them to be seated as well. Elandre looked at both doors to ensure that they were closed. “Thank you for coming,” she said, her voice sweet and melodious. “I am sorry that my letters were rather vague, but I assure you that I have my reasons.” “Don’t we all,” said Kham, reclining on his own divan. He had already managed to find a wine bottle. It was half empty. “I…I need your help,” said Elandre. She looked down at the carpet for a moment to gather her thoughts. “At the celebration this evening, my father is going to announce my betrothal to Roderick val’Tensen. He is the son of Adolphos val’Tensen, the Duke of Moratavia in Milandir.” “Another lout,” said Ilmarė. Elandre blushed. “I am sure that the Duke and his son are good men, but I have no desire to live in Milandir. I have no idea why my father would agree to such a marriage.” “Acastus is a reasonable man,” said Quintus. “Have you spoken to him about this?” “I have asked him about it, but he has been unwilling to answer any of my questions and that is very unlike him. I almost feel as though he doesn’t want me to marry the Duke’s son either, but for some reason he’s insisting that I go through with it.” She looked up again. “I would like you to find out why my father wants me to marry Roderick val’Tensen. I cannot defy my father’s wishes, but if you can find a socially acceptable reason for the marriage to be called off, I would be profoundly grateful.” Kham hopped up off of his divan. “Let me get this straight. You want us to stop a wedding, but without using force? How exactly are we supposed to do that?” “I’m sure my father’s been exchanging letters with Duke Adolphos about the betrothal. My father keeps his study locked whenever he’s not there, but he’ll be busy entertaining guests once the party starts. If you could get into his study, that might provide some clues.” Quintus looked perturbed. “You want us to break into your father’s study? That doesn’t seem very appropriate.” Elandre blushed again and looked down at the ground. “I know that, and I had hoped it wouldn’t be necessary. But you must understand…I’m worried that something is very wrong with him. He is not himself lately. I think he needs help, but he’s too proud to ask for it. I don’t want anyone to do anything illegal or dishonorable, but if that’s what it takes to help my father, it’s a chance I’m willing to take.” “Well then I’m your man,” said Kham with a broad smile. He jabbed a thumb over his shoulder in Quintus’ direction. “The legionnaire here isn’t good at this sort of thing, but I’m sure we can work something out.” “You might be able to overhear something during the party itself,” she said, addressing Quintus. The legionnaire crossed his arms in disapproval. Quintus didn’t like what he was hearing. “You’ll need to be careful though, since no one knows about the betrothal yet except my father, Adolphos, Roderick, myself, and now you.” “How much?” interrupted Ilmarė. “I can offer you 200 Imperials each to find out the reason for the betrothal.” Ilmarė turned to Quintus. Quintus’ nostrils flared. He stared sideways at a wall. Then he nodded. “We’re in,” said Ilmarė. “Me too,” said Kham. “Thank you very much for your assistance,” said Elandre. “Remember, no one else knows the real reason you are here.” “They’re not the only ones,” muttered Ilmarė. “Please try not to attract too much attention to yourselves.” Elandre looked Quintus up and down. “I’m sure you’re accustomed to carrying weapons and wearing armor, but that would be very inappropriate at a party such as this.” Quintus’ brow furrowed. “I know how to conduct myself. I’m a legionnaire, not a mercenary.” “Of course,” said Elandre. “I will be at the party, at least for awhile, but I will be busy acting as hostess. I will probably not have much time to talk. If you find anything out, try to get my attention and I will meet you when I can.” With that, Elandre exited through the same doors she came in. “Sorry ladies,” said Kham, speaking to the pistols concealed beneath his overcoat. “Looks like you’re going to rest this one out.” “Still got Fleshripper?” asked Ilmarė. Kham patted a wrapped up tube on his back. “Like an old friend, he never leaves my side. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to freshen up for the party.” After he left, Quintus shot Ilmarė a worried look. “Since when did Kham start referring to his sword as a ‘he’?” “The man refers to his pistols as ‘ladies’,” said Ilmarė. “Stupid human.” [/QUOTE]
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