Feint Whispers Chapter #6: A Modest Proposal

[KaintheSeeker]

Whitney speaks though the door. "I appreciate your thougths Jericho, but I must obey the dictates of my king and my father.. however odorous they might be." a deep sigh is heard through the door. "Perhaps my.. bethrothed will balk at the idea of wedding the illegititmate daughter of the Gellen line. In which case I am back to where I started."

Whitney sits back and sighs. -Fat chance of that.. turn down the hand of the daughter of one of the five most powerful nobles in the land? Not likely to happen.-

"I'll be packed and ready to leave in the morrow."

 

[Tokiwong]

Whitney speaks though the door. "I appreciate your thougths Jericho, but I must obey the dictates of my king and my father.. however odorous they might be." a deep sigh is heard through the door. "Perhaps my.. bethrothed will balk at the idea of wedding the illegititmate daughter of the Gellen line. In which case I am back to where I started."

Whitney sits back and sighs. -Fat chance of that.. turn down the hand of the daughter of one of the five most powerful nobles in the land? Not likely to happen.-

"I'll be packed and ready to leave in the morrow."

Jericho growls, and punches the door, "There is nothing worse then weakness, you not some king or your father should live your life. It is your least attractive trait, milady," he turns and returns to the foyer.

"She will be ready, if there is nothing else, then I suggest we disperse, and meet here in the morn," Jericho finishes.

 

[Krug]

I'm away for business until the 12th or so, so please autopilot Bhartus until then.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Originally posted by Tokiwong
"She will be ready, if there is nothing else, then I suggest we disperse, and meet here in the morn," Jericho finishes.

Norri nods and finishes his drink.

I wonder if I could cook up an ingenious plan to save Whitney from her fate at the hands of boredom, better think quick.

"Sleep well all," he says, and heads back to his room to try to do some thinking.

 

[jasamcarl]

OOC: Jeez...I'm sorry guys. I will post later this week. The game is still on, I promise. LSATs on saturday, so wish me luck if you don't hate me.

 

[Mirth]

OOC: Jeez...I'm sorry guys. I will post later this week. The game is still on, I promise. LSATs on saturday, so wish me luck if you don't hate me.

OOC: No prob, Carl Luck and all that, brotha.

 

[Mirth]

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[KaintheSeeker]

Whitney sits on her bed, her feet up as she looks through her journals and spell books, a lap desk in her lap. Several different outfits lie on the chairs nearby and Mist lies beside her as she looks over the last few letters in her pile.

-Well mother, it seems that you were right. Father would finally see me as another asset to use. I wonder if my future husband will let me continue my studies.-

 

[Mirth]

OOC: Just a friendly BUMP to keep this thread on the front page

Ditto BTW, hope you did well on the LSATs Carl.

 

[jasamcarl]

The morning's light creeps through the wooden, planked walls of buildings as the Fists stand next to the wagon team and restless Saladin, ready to depart. Little activity has arisen in the town in this early hour, and only the movement of small patrols of guards can be seen in the market square. The Lady Ebonblade sits atop her own light warhorse, covered in her black cloak, a devious smile perpetually on her face.

The Sheriff, fully armored, hands a parchment to Tarowyn, "This should get you through the hills; a good descicion by the lot of you, as Aporos scouts are rarely seen that far north. But don't expect the three day journey to be easy; while there are few of the short, swarthy southerners, giant-kin are rife through the higher terrain along with wolves and every other manner of savage beast. Yet you can be sure that I am still regretful of my inability to see the Pass' magical mistress wed." He turns to Whitney and gives a deep bow, "My Lady."

He then stands back to allow the party to depart.


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