Reply to thread

Message: <blockquote data-quote="FitzTheRuke" data-source="post: 7247977" data-attributes="member: 59816">EnsembleThe guests began to arrive at the townhouse of Sir Isteval, knight of Cormyr. In spite of his seeming wealth, his advancing age, and his old injuries, the knight usually kept no servants. His landlady, an old widow, lived in the basement, and provided him with light meals. But she did not participate in affairs such as this. No, instead he had "borrowed" servants from one of his guests (and hired the Hardcheese family for serving staff).The door was answered by a finely dressed elf, in servant's attire. The elf was gracious, but spoke very little, a simple greeting then he led the arrivals upstairs to a room with a long table and pulled a chair, indicating that the arrival should sit.Dandin had secured an estimate for the repair of the captured riverboat. At two-hundred gold, it seemed like a small fortune, but he had discovered that the boat was worth five thousand gold, so it seemed worth it. He hoped he could bring up the subject at some  point during the dinner.Titus was happy to have a few new spells in his ritual-book. His friend Jekk, the dwarf who had managed his bout at the Drill Field, was a friend of Sir Isteval's and had arrived early for the dinner. The two of them were speaking of the details of the battle. Jekk was sorry he had missed it.Tommi had managed to find a few riverfolk at one of the bars and had started his evening drinking on other people's coin. He was well besotted by the time he had arrived, and was doing his best to behave, having never been to so fancy a dinner in his life.Lionel was watching out for his friend. His mother had gasped when she heard that he really was invited to the party, and she had found someone to cover for him at the Cow. She was proud of him, he could tell, but she showed it by complaining about how much work she would have to do herself, now that her boy was such an important person.Enseth had arrived at precisely the appointed time. The stairs creaked under his weight, and the elf at the door arched an eyebrow at his arrival. At the table, he tried hard to make friends with everyone. Too hard, but it was endearing in it's way.Angis sat on Jekk's left. The elf had sat the dwarves together, presumably expecting some sort of kinship, but Jekk was speaking to Titus, and Angis sat alone, sipping the wine that came with the cheese plate that was on the table when he had arrived. It was good, sure, but it wasn't really what Angis would prefer. The chair on his left was empty, presumably for Drui, but the cleric had not arrived.Snake had popped out of his chair only moments after being seated. Wine and cheese would not suit him at all, and he sat on a skin rug in the corner of the room next to the fireplace. A small fire was going for warmth, and snake preferred that spot over a hard wooden chair.[ooc]Feel free to have a little conversation before your host comes in.[/ooc]</blockquote>

Verification