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<blockquote data-quote="CanadienneBacon" data-source="post: 4984115" data-attributes="member: 11146">Sandstone skirts the outstretched hand of the desk clerk and sits adjacent to the door while everyone enters Sir Jasper Korvaski's office, which consists of little other than a small cubicle of a space--most of which is taken up by an oversized desk and one guest chair.&nbsp; With multiple guests in his office, the office door won't close, so the clerk ushers everyone in then resumes duties at the counter.&nbsp; Sandstone may miss an odd word or two but otherwise has no trouble overhearing the conversation.&nbsp; While listening in, the young dragon has the opportunity to observe the clerk prepare title paperwork.&nbsp; No customers come to the Land and Title counter, but the clerk seems to have plenty of work to do nonetheless--a mountain of ill-ordered paperwork waiting to be stamped and processed threatens to topple to the left off the desk and onto the floorboards.&nbsp; Inside the office, Sir Korvaski puts down his pen and stands, straightening his tabbard.&nbsp; Caught off guard by the bevy of guests, the former knight of Abadar extends a greeting then cautiously inquires, &quot;What might I do for you this fine morning?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="CanadienneBacon, post: 4984115, member: 11146"] Sandstone skirts the outstretched hand of the desk clerk and sits adjacent to the door while everyone enters Sir Jasper Korvaski's office, which consists of little other than a small cubicle of a space--most of which is taken up by an oversized desk and one guest chair. With multiple guests in his office, the office door won't close, so the clerk ushers everyone in then resumes duties at the counter. Sandstone may miss an odd word or two but otherwise has no trouble overhearing the conversation. While listening in, the young dragon has the opportunity to observe the clerk prepare title paperwork. No customers come to the Land and Title counter, but the clerk seems to have plenty of work to do nonetheless--a mountain of ill-ordered paperwork waiting to be stamped and processed threatens to topple to the left off the desk and onto the floorboards. Inside the office, Sir Korvaski puts down his pen and stands, straightening his tabbard. Caught off guard by the bevy of guests, the former knight of Abadar extends a greeting then cautiously inquires, [COLOR="SandyBrown"]"What might I do for you this fine morning?"[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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