Diplomatic Immunity: Funeral Procession

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: Okay then--go right ahead )

 

[unleashed]

OOC: Tiberius will wait for Mythweaver to knock on their door then.

 

[Erekose13]

*knock knock* raps Mythweaver upon Tiberius' door.

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

“I wonder who that could be at such an early hour...”

*Slipping slowly from the warmth of the bed and Claudia’s embrace, Tiberius quickly wraps a robe around himself and grabs his shortsword on his way to the door. Opening the door, Tiberius holds his shortsword ready to strike should the situation change from a harmless rapping to something more dangerous...*

 

[Erekose13]

Mythweaver calmly observes the sword pointed at his gut then looking at Tiberius in the eye says, "I thought we might get an early start today, yesterday was a bit of a waste and we haven't had a chance to talk about the events of the wake."

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

Tipping the sword point down when it’s obvious that it’s Mythweaver, Tiberius replies, “Sorry about that, can’t be too careful. Okay, we’ll be with you shortly, say half an hour or so, as I have a few spells to prepare first if you’d like some more thought sensing magic at hand for interviews.”

 

[Erekose13]

"I'll return then." replies Mythweaver simply. He'll set out to find the others next.

ooc: is anyone else left?

 

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: That's all two of the PCs, plus Claudia )

 

[Erekose13]

(ooc: then he'll find a quiet place to contemplate before returning at exactly 30 minutes later)

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Mythweaver contemplates quietly and returns exactly thirty minutes later, probably hoping he doesn't get a sword in his face again.*