Diplomatic Immunity: Funeral Procession

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

“No implication is intended Plydek, but we would be negligent if we didn’t ask such a question, no matter whether we think it likely or not. So, when was the last time you saw Ammon, as we are trying to get a sense of his movements yesterday as well?” Tiberius asks, looking Plydek in the eyes.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"I didn't see him yesterday, so I can't be of any help with that," Plydek replies flatly.

 

[Erekose13]

Mythweaver thanks Plydek and apologizes for disturbing his prayers. Apparently being direct when someone asks you to be direct is not always the best approach. he thinks to himself.

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

“Yes, thank you for your time, though there is just one last thing, before we let you get back to your prayers. Where were you training and with what?” Tiberius asks.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"I was training at the sword and martial arts. There's a room with training dummies, quintains, etc."

 

[Erekose13]

Mythweaver has nothing to add. Having offended Plydek, he prefers to let Tiberius finish with his questions and move on, though where to is a question he does not have an answer for.

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

“Hmm, yes, I suppose I should have guessed there’d be a training room somewhere here. Well, thank you again Plydek. We’ll find you again if we think of anything else, and if you think of something, please feel free to come find any of us,” Tiberius replies.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Yes, very well. I shall be here for a while."

 

[unleashed]

OOC: Approximate time of day?

 

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: They went to see Thyestes just after dawn, but what with transit back and forth, assuming a fairly non-hectic pace of movement with discussion and introspection rather than running, we're looking just a bit before midday)