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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ralts Bloodthorne" data-source="post: 6286993" data-attributes="member: 6390">FrellaThe palace walls are a study in debauchery and heathen ways. Artwork depicting Lagoo and heathen men and women involved in things better left in private as Lord God intended, gold and silver inlay on the black wood paneling, and rich carpets (obviously taken by pirates) on the floor. Glass lamps line the walls, casting a soft light in the hallway as Frella walks down the passage. He can hear two sets of footsteps behind him, quiet and demure, and chooses to ignore the gasp of shock from the girl who stays behind him as Juvenna moves in front of Frella to show him the way.Frella's quarters are on the third floor, and when he steps through the doorway (ignoring the bare hinges giving mute testiment as to why the door is empty) he can see that the room is richly appointed. His private altar is set up on the north wall, as is proper, the wardrobes are open to show that his servants have properly put away his clothing and rainments, and his personal little knicknacks he gathered during the Great Third Crusade are tastefully placed about the suite. On the right is small room that obviously acts as an office (and has a door connecting to the hallway) due to the desk and the fact that Frella's servants have set his scribing materials in the proper places. On the left is a full bathroom, seen through the open doorway, with a steaming steam bath with two pools of water within.When Frella enters his servants all prostrate themselves on the floor, awaiting the commands of the Bishop.Smythe"We were with the Fourth Imperial Marine Expeditionary Force aboard The Empress's Piety, Scout Captain." The one eared one tells you. Smythe remembers that The Empress's Piety went down during a storm and rumor had it that only a few men managed to survive the stormy seas. "I'm Force Sergeant Grathant," He nods toward the marine who kept avoiding bloodshed. "That is Squad Master Hravak. The rest of the squad I'll introduce if you wish as we head for the gate."Before Smythe can ask why they aren't wearing any insignia, or any sashes Hravak speaks. "I took the liberty of having the men remove all rank markings and anything else that might distinguish them in case any pirate sappers are hiding.""Plus our kits and lockers went down the The Petey." One of the men says, grinning.When Smythe steps out of the 'tavern', he sees one of his personal servants, Klortha, kneeling properly beside the door, his personal insignia (cast in silver taken from caravans he had helped liberate during the Third Great Crusade, as was befitting a man of his skills and reputation) gleaming in the sunlight to prevent anyone from trying to abscond with her or have her done some chore that might divert her from her owner's instruction. Seeing the insignia on Smythe's boot she moves her hands from her knees and presses them against the ground."Your quarters have been selected and are being cleaned." The Lagoo woman says. Unlike most of the slaves she wears a elaborate gold choker, encrusted with small gems and semi-precious stones, of Lagoo make around her neck instead of the iron or leather slave collars. Her clothing is finer than most slaves as well as clean and well tended. She is also smiling, her tusks are polished and have small silver caps on them. "Your armor and weapons await."</blockquote>

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