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House Medani Detection Office:The Lady in Blue (Updated 12-03-05)
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<blockquote data-quote="Express" data-source="post: 1631832" data-attributes="member: 19166"><p><strong>Rainy Day Doldrums (Continued)</strong></p><p></p><p>Now when I was put to sleep, the last thing I remember seeing was her face from hours before. She was like an angel. She wore a dark hooded cloak to protect her from the rain, but when she took it off, she revealed a dark blue dress of silk. Her skin was fair and she had a sapphire ring on her right hand. She couldnt have been older than 30. And her blue eyes...</p><p></p><p>But I'm getting a little ahead of myself. For several akward moments I was just standing there, dumbfounded. Anvil noticed the woman and my state, so he rose to meet our guest.</p><p></p><p>Now Anvil has a deep voice and he speaks usually rather slow. In fact he probably sounds like your grandfather. It always strikes me as funny-he sounds like a member of Parliament sometimes. "Good Morning my Lady" he said, "I am Anvil, how may the House Medani serve you today?"</p><p></p><p>The woman smiled at Anvil and looked to me. I snapped out of my reverie and introduced myself. I offered her a seat. From the back Bynara and Dorbo had heard our customer and stopped squabbling. Out of the corner of my eye I could see them peeking into the room. I introduced them to our guest.</p><p></p><p>"My name is Honora Onaan. I have traveled from New Cyre to seek some word of my stepbrother of whom I have had no communication for many months. I have entreated with the authorities with little result, so now I seek your professional advice. The innkeeper at the Blackstone Towers directed me to one of your other offices, but it was closed, so I made my way here, with directions."</p><p></p><p><em>Blackstone Towers</em> I thought. <em>Only one of the most expensive hostelries in town.</em> </p><p></p><p>Bynara and Dorbo took seats nearby. Dorbo, the ever-prepared gnome had taken ink to paper and was taking notes. Byanra and I exchanged a knowing glance and a joint vision of avarice and riches passed between us.</p><p></p><p>Honora continued, "The authorities have found no trace at his lodgings or at Morgrave University where has been working. My brother I should tell you is a sorcerer, greatly intrigued with the mystic side of magic and with ancient lore.Of this I am not ashamed." </p><p></p><p>I nodded in silent agreement. I should have been studying her to guage her intent, motive etc...but found concentrating hard to do.</p><p></p><p>She continued despite my quiet difficulties. "He has been from home for many years but always stays in touch or finds time to visit. But for six months I have had no word. I am at my wits end, I fear."</p><p></p><p>Anvil spoke up in his parliamentain grandfather voice, professional as ever "Do you have reason to fear for his safety? As unpleasant as this is to ask, does he have enemies? Do you know what he has been doing at the University?"</p><p></p><p>"I fear I know little of my brothers recent life," Honora replied , "he is a most private person, which I have always respected. You see, my stepbrother served in the War for Breland- it greatly affected him. In the past few years he adapted a most fatalistic air toward life."</p><p></p><p>Honora produced a parchment."I have here the addresss of his lodgings and the name of those he knew at the University. They have not been very helpful at Morgrave, so I hope you may have success." </p><p></p><p>I inquired if she had a picture of her brother, trying not to stare. She did, a well done miniature one, expensive looking. It portrayed a young male half elf in light armor and velvet robes holding a short spear. He was handsome with a jaunty determined look on his face, as if he was about to spring out of the frame.</p><p></p><p>Questions and Answers followed. How old was the portrait? It is a decade old portrait Honora explained but he has been little changed since its commission. His name? Hennet.They looked very much alike I thought.</p><p></p><p>Bynara began to broach the subject of money, whereupon our customer produced a small leather purse and placed it on the desk. It jinged and thudded with a most satisfying heaviness.</p><p></p><p>"Here is 750 gold pieces as retainer." she said in the most bland manner. "I am sure you will bill me for expenses and other cost. Money is no object. War and peace have made me a widow and a wealthy one at that." The young woman paused as tears welled in her eyes, but she held them back with great composure. "Hennet is the only family I have in the world. Please find him."</p><p></p><p>That was the end of the interview. After a few more pleasentries she refused an escort to her inn, exited, and boarded a sky coach that we had failed to notice near the balcony . </p><p></p><p>And we were alone with the gold.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Express, post: 1631832, member: 19166"] [b]Rainy Day Doldrums (Continued)[/b] Now when I was put to sleep, the last thing I remember seeing was her face from hours before. She was like an angel. She wore a dark hooded cloak to protect her from the rain, but when she took it off, she revealed a dark blue dress of silk. Her skin was fair and she had a sapphire ring on her right hand. She couldnt have been older than 30. And her blue eyes... But I'm getting a little ahead of myself. For several akward moments I was just standing there, dumbfounded. Anvil noticed the woman and my state, so he rose to meet our guest. Now Anvil has a deep voice and he speaks usually rather slow. In fact he probably sounds like your grandfather. It always strikes me as funny-he sounds like a member of Parliament sometimes. "Good Morning my Lady" he said, "I am Anvil, how may the House Medani serve you today?" The woman smiled at Anvil and looked to me. I snapped out of my reverie and introduced myself. I offered her a seat. From the back Bynara and Dorbo had heard our customer and stopped squabbling. Out of the corner of my eye I could see them peeking into the room. I introduced them to our guest. "My name is Honora Onaan. I have traveled from New Cyre to seek some word of my stepbrother of whom I have had no communication for many months. I have entreated with the authorities with little result, so now I seek your professional advice. The innkeeper at the Blackstone Towers directed me to one of your other offices, but it was closed, so I made my way here, with directions." [I]Blackstone Towers[/I] I thought. [I]Only one of the most expensive hostelries in town.[/I] Bynara and Dorbo took seats nearby. Dorbo, the ever-prepared gnome had taken ink to paper and was taking notes. Byanra and I exchanged a knowing glance and a joint vision of avarice and riches passed between us. Honora continued, "The authorities have found no trace at his lodgings or at Morgrave University where has been working. My brother I should tell you is a sorcerer, greatly intrigued with the mystic side of magic and with ancient lore.Of this I am not ashamed." I nodded in silent agreement. I should have been studying her to guage her intent, motive etc...but found concentrating hard to do. She continued despite my quiet difficulties. "He has been from home for many years but always stays in touch or finds time to visit. But for six months I have had no word. I am at my wits end, I fear." Anvil spoke up in his parliamentain grandfather voice, professional as ever "Do you have reason to fear for his safety? As unpleasant as this is to ask, does he have enemies? Do you know what he has been doing at the University?" "I fear I know little of my brothers recent life," Honora replied , "he is a most private person, which I have always respected. You see, my stepbrother served in the War for Breland- it greatly affected him. In the past few years he adapted a most fatalistic air toward life." Honora produced a parchment."I have here the addresss of his lodgings and the name of those he knew at the University. They have not been very helpful at Morgrave, so I hope you may have success." I inquired if she had a picture of her brother, trying not to stare. She did, a well done miniature one, expensive looking. It portrayed a young male half elf in light armor and velvet robes holding a short spear. He was handsome with a jaunty determined look on his face, as if he was about to spring out of the frame. Questions and Answers followed. How old was the portrait? It is a decade old portrait Honora explained but he has been little changed since its commission. His name? Hennet.They looked very much alike I thought. Bynara began to broach the subject of money, whereupon our customer produced a small leather purse and placed it on the desk. It jinged and thudded with a most satisfying heaviness. "Here is 750 gold pieces as retainer." she said in the most bland manner. "I am sure you will bill me for expenses and other cost. Money is no object. War and peace have made me a widow and a wealthy one at that." The young woman paused as tears welled in her eyes, but she held them back with great composure. "Hennet is the only family I have in the world. Please find him." That was the end of the interview. After a few more pleasentries she refused an escort to her inn, exited, and boarded a sky coach that we had failed to notice near the balcony . And we were alone with the gold. [/QUOTE]
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