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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Binder Fred" data-source="post: 6121581" data-attributes="member: 63746">It is Antares' turn to smile in disbelief: "And you believe that I am?" That is, to him, obviously a fairly ridiculous notion. "None here are more suited, believe me in this." Which is more than he can say for himself... Although the knowledge, the mysteries, the frightened beatings of his heart as the creature of slime burned... "Just think of the adventure down below, and how differently you felt this day than in any of the days before, travelling in your sire's footsteps?" Who was a guard of caravans, granted, but if the stories he told Stellan's mother are to be believed... "It is just that we two were exposed to the dread influence of the runes much longer than any of the others, friend Stellan -- down there in the temple cave while I scribbled for one, and then here while that parchment foolishly lay open and visible to all while we three discussed unawares. Muzdin and Bo only came in at the last, if you recall? One should not - Shuld not be held responsible for thieves in the night, be they pilfering coins or thoughts!" A dram or two of his previous fear and panic returned, though this time in the form of an outrage he did not know he held until that last, unexpectedly forceful sentence... But, in truth, how dare that star do this to one of his friends, to *Stellan* in particular? To the point of having him doubt his true path?<Response Stellan?>  Politeness (and honesty) oblige though, and so Antares lingers yet a few heartbeats longer, even with Muzdin leaving once more, squaring himself and presenting a respectful bow of the head: "Thank you officer Gregof. Having you here, to welcome us; to offer cool counsel," not to mention all the business with the runes, which could have turned very ugly indeed with even one slightly less reasonable head in the room -- very ugly... "I - that is - the Behenian Company truly appreciates all that you have done for us." Truly. A short pause, but speaking of things done and to be done, "Will you -ah- be seeing to arrangements for poor Former-Anna then?" It seems a fair assumption, seeing as he has not mentioned it and she yet lies across the very desk he is set to employ?<Response Gregof?>Outside Prompting a small, relieved if somewhat jealous smile from Antares behind him. All that his well-meaning arguments could not accomplish, all those words, a simple hug from the right person trumps ten times over. It makes... so much sense when one thinks about it.A shame Brother Myst is not here: words of this kind are more his specialty, words that comfort and inspire, thank and reward at the same time... As that worthy is absent, and Muzdin can in no circumstance be allowed to answer if they which to keep her good feelings intact, Antares quickly gives it a try nonetheless, trying not to lie too much: "It was -ah- a thing that needed the doing, I believe, Goodwife of happy returns? And in so doing a threat to the town was discovered, that might otherwise have gone un-noticed until too late?" Certainly that is something to be grateful for? "If not for your own perseverance..." A blush comes to his cheeks: why is he so bad at this sort of thing? "We thank you for your generous gift. It will go to a good cause," he finishes somewhat lamely, trying hard not to put a question mark at the end of that last sentence. That would likely be ill received indeed. (Ah! Should have let Bo handle it! Charming women - if usually of a somewhat younger age - was *his* avowed specialty, now that he takes the time to think about it!)[OOC]How much does that 600gp represent for a family of Onarie's apparent standing, Gambler? Will they be reduced to poverty because of it?[/OOC]</blockquote>

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