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<blockquote data-quote="Knightfall" data-source="post: 366527" data-attributes="member: 2012"><p><span style="color: DarkOrange"><strong>Interlude #5</strong></span></p><p></p><p><em><strong>Tigerstorm House:</strong></em></p><p>Carl paced back and forth in the larger room known as the Storm Hall, wondering what he would tell her. He was an old man set in his ways and wasn’t sure if she would accept the truth. He cared more than he was willing to admit to anyone even his own family. The old soldier in him, told him that he had better things to do than entertain such a guest.</p><p></p><p>“Grandfather,” Carl had failed to notice his granddaughter entering the dining hall of Tigerstorm House. “What is the matter? I’ve never seen you like this. It’s just dinner with an old friend, right?”</p><p></p><p>“I wish it was that simple.” Carl stopped in mid stride. He looked at his granddaughter with pride. She was the best of both her parents, strong-willed like her father and passionate like her mother. “How are you finding your room here? Do you have everything you need?”</p><p></p><p>“Yes, grandfather.” Crystal had been curious after Carl had announced that they would have guests for the evening. Tigerstorm House was not a place where dinner parties happened, ever. Even though she’d only become part of this family recently, she already understood her grandfather’s moods and habits. He was not a socialite.</p><p></p><p>“Good, good,” Carl hoped that one of the 'other' guests would arrive first, so that he didn’t have to go through the awkwardness he was about to endue, alone.</p><p></p><p>“Master,” Pademont entered the hall with his usual civility. “You’re first guests have arrived, Sir Walas and his daughter, Willamette.”</p><p></p><p>“Thank you Pademont. Please escort them to the Stand Chamber. We will be there shortly. And make sure the cook and his assistant go through this room again. I want to make sure everything is perfect.”</p><p></p><p>“Yes sir, I will see to it.” Pademont turned to Crystal. “Do you have any instructions regarding the décor, Mistress?”</p><p></p><p>“No,” Crystal found it discomforting to be called by such a title. “I really do wish you would just call me Crystal, Pademont.”</p><p></p><p>“Unfortunately Mistress, that would not be proper. You are the woman of Tigerstorm House. However, I could refer to you by a different honorific, if you would prefer?”</p><p></p><p>“Um, let me think on that.” Crystal was not use to be anyone’s Mistress.</p><p></p><p>“Very well, Mistress.” Pademont bowed regally to them both before departing.</p><p></p><p>“You will never convince him to be more informal with you, my dear. It is his way. He was born a Highborn’s slave and not even after I purchased, freed, and hired him has he changed. At most, he might simply refer to you as my lady.”</p><p></p><p>“Ugh, I’m not a Highborn and I’m definitely not a lady.” Crystal wished she was wearing something more revealing, as it was the style of dress she was most comfortable in. Yet, she knew it made the more reserved members of Thallin’s society cringe. The neck high dress she now wore hung down to near her ankles. It was a muted blue color, puffed up over her shoulders down to where it snapped tightly around her wrists.</p><p></p><p>“I take it that you couldn’t find anything that suited your tastes.” Carl noticed her fidgeting and soon forgot his nerves.</p><p></p><p>“No offense, grandfather, but everything that has been put in my wardrobe is terrible. I feel like I’m going to suffocate under all this heavy cotton.” Crystal tried not to squirm, failing miserably.</p><p></p><p>“Well, perhaps you will meet someone tonight who can guide you through the horror that is Thallin society.” Carl hoped she would like Gwen.</p><p></p><p>“You better not mean some dandy from a respected noble house.” Crystal had made it clear to her grandfather that she preferred her studies in wizardry to the idea of finding a suitable husband. “This had better not be some horrible matchmaking party or I will leave you to suffer alone.”</p><p></p><p>“I assure you that is not what I mean.” Carl smiled.</p><p></p><p>“I don’t trust you,” Crystal’s stare was like that of an annoyed alley cat.</p><p></p><p>“It’s good to have another Tigerstorm around to spar with,” Carl laughed.</p><p></p><p>Crystal laughed in spite of her discomfort. She knew that Carl had something planned for the evening but hadn’t been able to pry anything out of the servants. Her chambermaids normally would have told her everything but they had simply said that Carl had sworn every member of the staff to secrecy and that jobs would be lost if his granddaughter had learned the truth. It didn’t help that Tigerstorm House was magically protected from scrying and its residents from enchantment.</p><p></p><p>Of course, Crystal would never have gone that far.</p><p></p><p>“Well, we shouldn’t keep our guests waiting.” Carl sighed in his own discomfort and his nerves were frayed by the time he and Crystal walked into the Stand Chamber. Carl looked around noting that several others had arrived. There was no sigh of Gwen, however.</p><p></p><p>“Late as usual,” Carl hoped his 'old friend' would leave her damn cat at home, this time.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Knightfall, post: 366527, member: 2012"] [COLOR=DarkOrange][B]Interlude #5[/B][/COLOR] [I][B]Tigerstorm House:[/B][/I] Carl paced back and forth in the larger room known as the Storm Hall, wondering what he would tell her. He was an old man set in his ways and wasn’t sure if she would accept the truth. He cared more than he was willing to admit to anyone even his own family. The old soldier in him, told him that he had better things to do than entertain such a guest. “Grandfather,” Carl had failed to notice his granddaughter entering the dining hall of Tigerstorm House. “What is the matter? I’ve never seen you like this. It’s just dinner with an old friend, right?” “I wish it was that simple.” Carl stopped in mid stride. He looked at his granddaughter with pride. She was the best of both her parents, strong-willed like her father and passionate like her mother. “How are you finding your room here? Do you have everything you need?” “Yes, grandfather.” Crystal had been curious after Carl had announced that they would have guests for the evening. Tigerstorm House was not a place where dinner parties happened, ever. Even though she’d only become part of this family recently, she already understood her grandfather’s moods and habits. He was not a socialite. “Good, good,” Carl hoped that one of the 'other' guests would arrive first, so that he didn’t have to go through the awkwardness he was about to endue, alone. “Master,” Pademont entered the hall with his usual civility. “You’re first guests have arrived, Sir Walas and his daughter, Willamette.” “Thank you Pademont. Please escort them to the Stand Chamber. We will be there shortly. And make sure the cook and his assistant go through this room again. I want to make sure everything is perfect.” “Yes sir, I will see to it.” Pademont turned to Crystal. “Do you have any instructions regarding the décor, Mistress?” “No,” Crystal found it discomforting to be called by such a title. “I really do wish you would just call me Crystal, Pademont.” “Unfortunately Mistress, that would not be proper. You are the woman of Tigerstorm House. However, I could refer to you by a different honorific, if you would prefer?” “Um, let me think on that.” Crystal was not use to be anyone’s Mistress. “Very well, Mistress.” Pademont bowed regally to them both before departing. “You will never convince him to be more informal with you, my dear. It is his way. He was born a Highborn’s slave and not even after I purchased, freed, and hired him has he changed. At most, he might simply refer to you as my lady.” “Ugh, I’m not a Highborn and I’m definitely not a lady.” Crystal wished she was wearing something more revealing, as it was the style of dress she was most comfortable in. Yet, she knew it made the more reserved members of Thallin’s society cringe. The neck high dress she now wore hung down to near her ankles. It was a muted blue color, puffed up over her shoulders down to where it snapped tightly around her wrists. “I take it that you couldn’t find anything that suited your tastes.” Carl noticed her fidgeting and soon forgot his nerves. “No offense, grandfather, but everything that has been put in my wardrobe is terrible. I feel like I’m going to suffocate under all this heavy cotton.” Crystal tried not to squirm, failing miserably. “Well, perhaps you will meet someone tonight who can guide you through the horror that is Thallin society.” Carl hoped she would like Gwen. “You better not mean some dandy from a respected noble house.” Crystal had made it clear to her grandfather that she preferred her studies in wizardry to the idea of finding a suitable husband. “This had better not be some horrible matchmaking party or I will leave you to suffer alone.” “I assure you that is not what I mean.” Carl smiled. “I don’t trust you,” Crystal’s stare was like that of an annoyed alley cat. “It’s good to have another Tigerstorm around to spar with,” Carl laughed. Crystal laughed in spite of her discomfort. She knew that Carl had something planned for the evening but hadn’t been able to pry anything out of the servants. Her chambermaids normally would have told her everything but they had simply said that Carl had sworn every member of the staff to secrecy and that jobs would be lost if his granddaughter had learned the truth. It didn’t help that Tigerstorm House was magically protected from scrying and its residents from enchantment. Of course, Crystal would never have gone that far. “Well, we shouldn’t keep our guests waiting.” Carl sighed in his own discomfort and his nerves were frayed by the time he and Crystal walked into the Stand Chamber. Carl looked around noting that several others had arrived. There was no sigh of Gwen, however. “Late as usual,” Carl hoped his 'old friend' would leave her damn cat at home, this time. [/QUOTE]
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