Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter VIII

[Majin]

Dunstand's knock on the door is answered after a few moments but a man, tall and tanned with black hair. Icy blue eyes stare down at the rogue. "Yes? What can I do for you?" he asks, taking in the large group waiting at his door.

 

[Mimic]

Broddy wonders if he should say anything but after a moment or two decides against it. He was not the one to broach this subject, there were far more diplomatic people in the party.

 

[Wilphe]

"I apologise for the intrusion at what I am sure must be a difficult time for your family. My companions have also recently suffered the loss of ones dear to them, not to far from here. May the lady and I beg a few moments of your time?"

 

[Velmont]

Sielwoodan listen to Laurent. He decide to let him go with the questioning. A nice chance for him to proove his worth.

 

[kirinke]

Teleri keeps her silence, knowing that her mouth often gets her into the most trouble and besides, Laurete needs to earn his keep as it were. At least that is what she tells herself.

 

[Dhes]

Dunstand looks the big man up and down, not expecting the farmer to be a man of this size. Before the rogue can respond to the man’s query, the parties dandy bard steps in and thankfully takes that task of his hands.

Amused at the bards mannerisms, ”The rest of the us would like some of your time to. But we will be happy to take anything that “Master” Laurent and “his lady” leave for us.”

 

[Majin]

The big man looks behind him, making contact with a woman, about his age, who's sitting across the room. When he returns his gaze towards the party it looks grim. "Yes... thank you," he answers, ushering everyone into the house. He closes the door behind you, and takes everyone in once more before speaking up. "Can I do anything for you, or did you just come by to pay your condolences?"

 

[Dhes]

Feeling the severity of the situation, Dunstand holds his peace and solemnly enters the small cottage.

 

[hippocrachus]

Calenthang wears a wry grin as he sheaths his sword and watches the others file into the cottage. He enters last and positions himself close to Dunstand in an unconscious display of favoritism; the rogue's witticism earned him that much.

 

[kirinke]

Teleri grinned a little at Dunstand's quip, not knowing whether or not he means her or Laurete's love of the 'flair' as it were.