Nephtys
First Post
James Heard said:"I'm sorry I'm late, many apologies to you sir Dean. There was an overturned cart that held up my coachman, so I had to walk some blocks the rest of the way."
The man who enters is incredibly handsome in an exotic sort of way, wearing a dashing cut of stylish charcoal black with a distinctively Velan-blue cravat pin holding that kerchief close to his neck. His eyes pass over the group with an open, friendly manner smiling and nodding at everyone in turn. Though his hair is as blonde as anyone native to Farnese, the almond hue of his perfect skin and the slight tilt of his eyes betrays a more complex lineage.
"I'm here to represent House Vela, and good day to each of you. My name is Urgas, Urgas Alem, but I don't stand much upon formalities really. What is this order of business we're squabbling about already?" he asks with an amused-looking smile.
He sweeps off his hat and uses it to knock some of the dust from the road off of his fine linens and listens to the answers, nodding thoughtfully.
"Oh, a spokesman. Yes, of course. We shall need something like, shouldn't we?"
"If it's all the same to you all that have had more time to meet with each other already, I'd like to have some consideration for the position if there's some sort of disagreement. We Velans are well known for things other than our coin after all, and I've spent no mean amount of time in front of people representing them like a poorly paid barrister myself. Or not - Like I've mentioned, you all seem to have formed opinions of each other if I read yea aright. If there's some trustworthy champion already announced then I'll simply offer my services to them?"
"Despite our different backgrounds I can already tell that we're all going to be the best of allies," he concludes, nodding sincerely.
Alessa looks at the new arrival, momentarily stunned by his beautiful appearance and oily manners. Inwardly shaking herself she's reminded why she's there. Oh, this one is dangerous. I if those looks could kill I'm sure the death would be exquisit. I could drown in those eyes, gasping of pleasure as I'm gasping for breath. Pity I cannot afford to indulge myself.
"I am sure you would be competent," She replies in a perfectly polite and polished tone, "Confident at the very least. And though you are late the issue is still undecided. You should be aware, though, that the person we are currently selecting will only lead for a short time, until our first assignment has been completed. After that we will hold another election for a permanent leader of the committe."