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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Knightfall" data-source="post: 9134559" data-attributes="member: 2012">"You're probably right," Amphion says. "About not being able to just stand by..." the half-satyr adjusts his spectacles and smirks at Vitus. "I'm sure you did the empire proud, but the praefectus may not see it that way. Don't forget that he can be stern when displeased.""I'm not his puer," Amphion replies without looking up. "He didn't send me to keep an eye on Mr. Falen."Vitus waits for Praefectus Casca for hours. His lord doesn't return until just before Midnight. The young cleric knows he's going to be late getting back to Stormgrove. While he hadn't seen Falen since they greeted each other near Candle Street, he knows the man will likely be back at the manor by now. In fact, one of the servants at the manor had told Vitus that Commander Oakfirst had asked them to come see him earlier in the evening. It was for Exemplars, and he wasn't one of of them... yet.Is that what he truly wants to be, an adventurer, an Exemplar?When Lord Casca finally strides through the front doors of the embassy, he sounds tired... weary. Vitus waits for him in an adjacent room, but the door is open and he can hear the man clearly. "Well, that was a waste of time," he says to Amphion. "The nobles of this damn city are so tight lipped.""Yes, praefectus," the half-satyr replies."And they clutch their purse strings more be-lovedly than their children," Casca adds."Yes, praefectus, they are so-.""Don't patronize, Amphion. I know you well enough to know your mind about this city." Casca sighs."I'm sorry, sir," the half-satyr says. "You are right. I care little for what goes on beyond these walls. But, it is important to you, to the empire, so I must try to put my own feelings aside." Amphion stands from his desk. "Your young puer has returned. he is waiting for you in there.""Is he now," Casca says. Vitus can hear the annoyance in his lord's voice. "Well, let's hear what he has to say about Mr. Falen.""That's the least he has to tell you, I think," Amphion says knowingly."Oh... really?" Casca ponders. "Hmm, this should be an interesting conversation."Casca pushes open the double doors into the sitting room where Vitus is waiting. He is dressed in his finest attire. The man wear's his uniform well and can be an imposing, striking figure when he chooses to impress allies and rivals alike. He looks right at Vitus. He isn't glaring. Just staring. He closes the doors behind him.He moves to take off his sash and cat and tosses them on a low seat before moving to the fireplace to warm his hands. "This city can get so cold." He waits for Vitus to gather up his garments and hang them properly on a small rack near the doors. Once Vitus finishes, Casca sits down and waits for Vitus to sit down across from him. He continues to stare at the young puer for several minutes."So, tell me," he says finally. "Why did you let that Falen fellow give you the slip? Was I not clear you were to remain closer to him than his own shadow?"</blockquote>

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