Diplomatic Immunity: Wedding Bells a'Ringing

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

“No, of course we didn’t kill him, he’s been dead for a while by the look of things...the security detail or whoever you think is appropriate to bring, now please,” Tiberius says with command in his voice.

OOC: Why the reference to Valsians when he’s talking to a Praetor? Seems a rather strange leap, after questioning whether he'd killed Ammon.
 

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(OOC: Tiberius went in with Vasha, who is apparently a Valsian who they didn't recognise. 'You' was directed to the whole group, not specifically Tiberius)

*The servant blanches and heads off, muttering something to the effect of '...killed Master Ammon' as he goes.*
 

OOC: I don’t recall Tiberius finding Ammon with Vasha, at least it wasn’t posted that way...she just magically seems to pop in or hear everything no matter where she is. ;) :p :lol:
 

(OOC: Well, she hadn't posted doing anything contrary, and in fact, I didn't specifically say the person who found Ammon first was Tiberius, either--it could have been Mythweaver, or even Vasha if she was also opening doors ;))
 

Rystil Arden said:
*Tiberius and Mythweaver open doors, and eventually they reach a cozy and beautiful bedroom...*
OOC: No, you didn't I suppose, though you did imply only Mythweaver and Tiberius were opening doors and searching. :p I guess it's a continuity issue more than anything else, which comes about by fast forwarding before people who are likely to post are allowed to do so. ;)
 

(OOC: Right, but it saves time. I figure unless Tiberius was standing there at the door taking AoOs with his spear against everyone trying to enter that whoever wanted to also be there could do so ;))
 


Rystil Arden said:
(OOC: Tiberius went in with Vasha, who is apparently a Valsian who they didn't recognise. 'You' was directed to the whole group, not specifically Tiberius)

*The servant blanches and heads off, muttering something to the effect of '...killed Master Ammon' as he goes.*
"No! Wait!," The Valsian says, as her hair suddently becomes a brilliant blond. She pulls something out of her eyes and puts it in a back, her eyes becoming a bright blue. She runs after the servant, "There are no Valsians here, just me."
 



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