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Drasus, Svexyn
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Raja: Lays his hands on the table in a gesture of frankness. "Normally that would be true, but the Shiekh recently ordered the borders closed. Only the Chiefs have the authority to permit foreigners in now. Certainly you can understand I have no business asking the chiefs to vouch for you."
Drumir: Purses his lips and tugs at his beard with frustration. "This is totally unacceptable. I will not be kicked off the doorstep like some mangy cur!" He says balling his fist on the table for emphasis.
Raja: Sighs and leans back. "I could bring your goods in for you Drumir? There would be no shame in it under the circumstances."
Drumir: Huffs. "That's not the point!" He says hitting his fist atop the table for emphasis. "You damned Quresh are too paranoid."
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Just then Tylia appears on the stairwell with a cup of Barossan rum and a plate of sweet dates.
Tylia: "Svexyn wanted to be sure you got your favorite drink Drasus." She says taking a sip before she places the cup before him. "The dates are on the house." She adds also placing them on the table and turns to go.
Drasus: Grabs a date at random off the plate and lifts his finger. "Wait!"
Tylia: Pauses, and turns again apologetically. "Of course, I almost forgot..." She says taking the date from his fingers and swallowing it.
Drasus: Smiles and pulls two gold pieces from his purse. "Very good Tylia." He says slipping the coins into her apron, letting his fingertips linger a moment longer than necessary at her waist.
Tylia looks angered by the forwardness of Drasus, but holds her tongue.
[Svexyn: What do you do?]
Other Conversation_______________________________
Raja: Lays his hands on the table in a gesture of frankness. "Normally that would be true, but the Shiekh recently ordered the borders closed. Only the Chiefs have the authority to permit foreigners in now. Certainly you can understand I have no business asking the chiefs to vouch for you."
Drumir: Purses his lips and tugs at his beard with frustration. "This is totally unacceptable. I will not be kicked off the doorstep like some mangy cur!" He says balling his fist on the table for emphasis.
Raja: Sighs and leans back. "I could bring your goods in for you Drumir? There would be no shame in it under the circumstances."
Drumir: Huffs. "That's not the point!" He says hitting his fist atop the table for emphasis. "You damned Quresh are too paranoid."
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Just then Tylia appears on the stairwell with a cup of Barossan rum and a plate of sweet dates.
Tylia: "Svexyn wanted to be sure you got your favorite drink Drasus." She says taking a sip before she places the cup before him. "The dates are on the house." She adds also placing them on the table and turns to go.
Drasus: Grabs a date at random off the plate and lifts his finger. "Wait!"
Tylia: Pauses, and turns again apologetically. "Of course, I almost forgot..." She says taking the date from his fingers and swallowing it.
Drasus: Smiles and pulls two gold pieces from his purse. "Very good Tylia." He says slipping the coins into her apron, letting his fingertips linger a moment longer than necessary at her waist.
Tylia looks angered by the forwardness of Drasus, but holds her tongue.
[Svexyn: What do you do?]