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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Quickleaf" data-source="post: 7017182" data-attributes="member: 20323">[SECTION][align=left]http://i.imgur.com/pZnDT9i.jpg[/align]The gnome didn't want to be transported, didn't want the edges of his eyes to water or his bulbous nose to flush, but then one didn't always get what one wanted in The City. My only hope. It was a timeless illusion, that the bardess was singing to him. Of course, Fitz knew that wasn't the truth, but he couldn't snap himself out from under the spell until the song had ended, his fingers twitching over the rag-wrapped bundle he carried. His look of wonderment led to him mumbling to himself and looking down at his lap in a slouched posture. "Well, that wasn't wasn't awful, was it? " He intoned in a nasal voice, though whether it was meant for himself or for Teryn was hard to tell. His eyes darted once more over to Lorelei, but the gnome's haunted past with her make it hard for him to start a proper conversation. Certainly, he could talk about last week's doorman falling for Fitz's little prank, or about the recent developments at the Velvet Rose with the man picked up by the authorities, or about any number of trivial thing which filled the awkward silence of his guilt.Instead, he caught a boy (  [MENTION=4936]Shayuri[/MENTION] ) who he'd seen before, the one with the eyes wise beyond his years. Clicking his tongue at the boy – a common gnomish means of expressing approval, derision, or simply to get someone's attention, depending on the moment – Fitz, raised his bushy grey brows. "You there, lad, come hither," he whispered so Lorelei couldn't hear. "I've a parcel for you to deliver. To yonder lady," he nodded in Lorelei's direction, oblivious to the ridiculous fact that she's just down the bar. "It's very important business of the house, you see. If you're swift about it, and don't look in the bundle, I'll pay you this iron bolt," Fitz held up a strangely coiled iron bolt with a geomantic symbol on the bolt head, "taken from an iron golem forged at the City's founding. You'll be the talk of the local boys, eh? What do you say?"For all of Fitz's 67 years, he was but a child compared to the boy called Grandfather.[/SECTION][OOC]The bundle contains a small lacquered rosewood music box operated by two brass cranks one on either end. If the left crank is turned forward the top opens up and a female folk dancer emerges from the opening box to sing soprano "if I had a swan, I'd kiss my prince so merry." If the right crank is turned forward a bear wearing a fez emerges to sing bass "if I had a swan, I'd sup like kings of faerie." If either crank is turned backwards, however, a swan emerges to sing in a lilting falsetto voice "away, away, I to my swan aerie, far from dancers and from bears, the one is far too hairy."[/OOC]</blockquote>

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