Diplomatic Immunity: Funeral Procession

[Erekose13]

"Interesting, you wouldn't happen to remember at approximately what time they went riding do you?" asks Mythweaver.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Nosir. Lord Thyestes and Lady Kurai were probably in the morning or early afternoon like usual though. Why, do you think they killed him, sir? I don't think so. They were always very kind to the horses. Not like Lord Orin. He always spurred them to faster speeds and rode them ragged."

 

[Erekose13]

"No, we are establishing time lines so that we can figure out where people were at all times tomorrow. When was Lord Orin out riding, if you can recall?"

 

[Rystil Arden]

"It was last evening before the Bachelor Party. He took two horses, one for him and one for...what was her name--I'm so bad with names and faces. Maybe it was Kat? I should know them because everybody knows me, but I usually just smile and wave when they say my name because I can't remember theirs."

 

[Erekose13]

"Hmm, okay thank you. Tiberius did you have anything else you had wanted to ask?"

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

*Happy Mythweaver has handled most of the questioning, Tiberius nods and smiles as he turns to the stablehand.*

“Yes, just a few things if you’ll indulge me miss, as I know you said you didn’t know Aesthus well. Do you know if Aesthus was trained with weapons? Was he unhappy or displeased with anything here at the stables? And finally, do you know if he was married or seeing anyone?”

 

[Rystil Arden]

"I don't know. I never saw him with weapons. Displeased? I dunno. It's always hard to tell with people. Horses always make their feelings clear, that's why I love horses. He definitely wasn't married. I think he liked to have trysts with different women, maybe? That could have been someone else. It's so hard to keep track of all the different people and who does what."

 

[Erekose13]

Mythweaver nods a small smile crossing his lips, *I know what you mean* he thinks as the dramatis personae in this little play have continued to grow.

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

*Tiberius nods.*

“Yes it is, especially when almost everyone is someone you’ve just met. Well that should be all I think, unless Mythweaver has thought of something else in the interim...”

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Okay," she zones them out and turns her attention back to the horse.