Domhani Bairdéir 03


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Gavril

"I am sorry to see you go Athelstan. You add much to the team and I'm am proud to call you friend, but I do understand. The events of the Wickshire weigh upon us all." At the fey's comment Gavril chuckles. "I fear you have more to learn about human anatomy my friend. If Dilis is a child of the queen then she is the daughter rather than the son. But I think you are a bit off the mark..."

OOC: [sblock=For the DM]What is the queen's proper name? Is there a familial resemblance between Dilis and the queen that Gavril has been able to determine. Given his appreciation of the female form it seems likely that he has studied both women in some detail.[/sblock]
 

Duh

OCC - Duh, that was stupid and I'm an idiot and tired. Obviously Skath would know the difference between and male and female. I need to keep better track as a gamer. Sorry.
 

OOC:

Not a problem - it's hard to keep track, especially with all these crazy Irish words/names I'm using. Actually, that 'a' should have had an accent mark, but I couldn't remember which 'a' needed it and was too lazy to look it up - my goof, not yours.

For Scott:
[sblock]The Queen's proper name is Máthair. I got lazy and didn't look to see if the accent was over the first or second 'a' and goofed. That post's been fixed now.[/sblock]
 

OOC:

I'm guessing since everyone's been looking and no one's posted, that y'all are ready to meet with the Queen again. I'll try to get a post up for that this afternoon/evening - got some prep work to do for home visits today.
 

OOC: Sorry, having an unusually busy week. You've no doubt discovered that my own game isn't getting attention either. I'll try to get back up to speed today. I'm ready to move on to the queen. Though Gavril is still curious about Dilis' almost-use of the queen's first name.
 

What Shall We Do Today?

Having had a late night snack and discussed the ins and outs of service to the Queen to the wee hours, the party of would be Bairdéir finally retire for the night. As these are the most comfortable beds they've been in since the Wickshine (and that night's rest was cut woefully short) everyone sleeps soundly and wakes at whatever time is usual for them.

Once everyone is up and about and has performed whatever morning ablutions appeal to them, the question becomes where to find breakfast.

For Mike L. Only:
[sblock]Mike -

If you were inclined to clue the others in on your time spent here on the royal grounds, you could help the party find their way around and could guide them through some of the standard proceedures here. Or you could find alternate explanations for your 'inside knowledge' ("Many and Mysterious are the ways of the Daoine deBith, and we are not wont to explain ourselves to mere humans!") Most importantly, you could guide them to the mess hall![/sblock]
 
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Gavril

Diddious, having had a day to work over Gavril's tattered wardrobe, dresses his master in the style for which he has longed since this sordid business began. Looking polished and dapper, Gavril is in very good spirits as the group contemplates breakfast. "Now that we are all bathed, it should be a simple matter to follow our noses to the mess hall. I do hope our status will qualify us for a proper officer's mess."
 

Breakfast and the New Day

Irial appears shortly after the last of the party is awake and presentable, and leads the group to the mess hall. The mess is shared by any Bairdéir in town who wish to eat there - there is no separate officer's mess (there are no real 'officers' in the Bairdéir, though there are certainly those who by long standing service have more unofficial status than their peers).

The fare is simple but very tasty, and filling. The mess is not crowded, and the few others present nod companionably if one of the party happens to catch their eye, but they are also content to give the group their privacy. Several of them talk amiably over their breakfast, others eat alone.

Irial remains in the mess during breakfast, close enough to the group to answer their needs, but far enough away that you can talk with privacy.

When everyone's finished their repast, Irial approaches.

"What is your desire this day, sers? The Queen has asked that I place myself at your disposal."

The lad is plainly proud of the fact that he's been assigned such an important duty.
 

Skath

OCC - Sorry, busy week, no days off.

The party members notice Skath seems to know his way around the grounds but will not comment unless asked directly. It would be up to the curiosity of the other members if they were inclined to ask, Skath will not volunteer.

IC - During breakfast Skath takes in the surrounds, not having seen the mess hall, I'm sure. He is still mulling over what his answer to the Queen will be, he will most likely stick with the party but he also doesn't want to end his life.
 

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