Once Upon a Rheim (Erekose13 Judging)

[Bront]

Nicol knocks on the door and is let in by a servant man, who seesm suprised to see him. Nicol says "I need to see Lord Valdor immediately."

The servent responds "Lord Valdor just sat down to dinner, I'll show you to him immediately."

Lord Valdor is sitting down to dinner with a few others, who don't seem to be of noble stature, when everyone comes in. Lord Valdor smiles when he sees Oirhandir, but then becomes worried when he sees Nicol, "Nicol, what happened? Why are you here?"

"We were attacked sir. I'd still be laying on the road if it weren't for these men."

 

[El Jefe]

"We were attacked sir. I'd still be laying on the road if it weren't for these men."

Oirhandir nodded. "This man speaks true. My companions were escorting me to a visit with Scarlet when we saw a glow in the night sky. It was your caravan, still burning. All were dead save this one, who was nearly so." The elf bowed his head. "Would that we had met again under happier circumstances."

 

[Bront]

"Halina help us," Valdor says, "Come, please, sit and join us for dinner. Violet, please, fetch the rest of the roast."

And elf that reminds Oirhandir a little bit of Scarlet rises from the table and heads out to another room.

"Oirhandir, who are your friends? I don't believe I recognize any of them."

 

[Someone]

"It's indeed the first time I've been here" says Nodis. "I'm Nodis Thea."

 

[buzzard]

Lupic feels about as in place as a turd in a punchbowl. He's keeping his yap shut until he has no other choice.

buzzard

 

[El Jefe]

Noting that some of the others seemed a little shy, Oirhandir awkwardly started another round of introductions. ...Uh, and this here is Lupic, a little more taciturn than Fang, but don't let appearances deceive you. And..." He paused, waiting for someone else to introduce themselves instead of leaving that task to him.

 

[Bront]

Lord Valdor nods to Nodis and Lupic, "Welcome, I wish it were under bettere circumstances."

 

[El Jefe]

Lord Valdor nods to Nodis and Lupic, "Welcome, I wish it were under bettere circumstances."

"...and this is Aiken and Kali", finished the elf. "Indeed, I wish it were under better circumstances myself. But still, it gives me pleasure to dine under your roof, and I hope I can be of some assistance in this matter, beyond that of simply returning your man to you."

 

[Bront]

"Well, this is the second such attack on my wagons. The damage that does to me financialy is devistating, and I fear that I may be forced to sell what assets I have soon if it does not come to an end, though I will fight to not be forced to sell the Harewinds and their plantation." Valdor says.

[sblock=Oirhandir]Harewind was Scarlet's last name (I don't recall giving her one in Festival)[/sblock]

 

[El Jefe]

"Well, this is the second such attack on my wagons."

"Once is an accident, twice is a coincidence", thought the elf as the man explained. Then he heard something that gave him a shock.

"The damage that does to me financialy is devistating, and I fear that I may be forced to sell what assets I have soon if it does not come to an end, though I will fight to not be forced to sell the Harewinds and their plantation."

Oirhandir stared, his eyes bulging in horror. "No! Not...her family?" The question died on his lips. The gentle, irrepressible elf who had sailed an ocean was in deep, deeper than he'd been in that dragon's lair. This must not come to pass! He'd hoped that maybe Scarlet would leave her family's "plantation" to be with him, but to be forced off? With or without his new companions, he'd die before letting that happen. As he recovered from the shock of Valdor's words, his resolve became as steel cooling from the crucible. Not the hot rage of a dwarf, or the bestial anger of an orc. No, Oirhandir was an elf, and that meant cool, calculated anger. It meant cunning and patience, and a lasting doom for whoever was responsible. He must know! But there was no sense acting like a fool in front of any of his friends, his old friend or his new ones.

"Forgive me", he began, "but I find that thought most distressing. As I was thinking, to have such misfortune fall twice is no fortune at all, but a plot. It pains me to think that someone would single you out, but that seems the case. What enemies have you, that would do such a dastardly thing? Tell me, and I swear they will see low justice or high, but justice swift and sure." The elf's strange, golden eyes pleaded for an answer, the fire of anger giving them vigor, and the yawning abyss of dread stealing it away.

He had to be strong for Scarlet, yet the thought of her being reduced to begging made him weak. He closed his eyes for a moment, and the world folded in upon itself. No, he must see this thing through. When the elf opened his eyes again, despair had been banished to some far corner...for now.