Paths of Legend: Lord Noran's War (IC)
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Yttermayn
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Voda Vosa said:
Ahote rolls his eyes and looks meaningfully at Phai, his expression saying 'Uh-oh, he's gonna get it!' Ahote shakes Phai's massive hand and winks, taking a sidelong glance at the dwarf. "I am called Ahote." he states. "I am wondering how the only human here, Lord Noran is going to take that?" he finishes more quietly.
Lynx_The_one
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Kae'ari smiles at keefe's comment "Why use a horse when you've got a perfectly good pair of feet? " she retorts.
shadowmask
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Lynx_The_one said:
At the angel's quick wit, Nyrazha stifles a giggle. She glances toward the floor in an effort to regain her composure. When she looks up again, she looks at Keefe, again with her brow raised, then at Kae'ari. "Perhaps, it is because he is accustomed to having others do things for him." She glances in Keefe's direction again, eyes dancing.
Let him take some of his own brand of courtesy...or lack thereof.
ethandrew
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A broad smile cracks Keefe's handsome face. "Touché, ladies, touché." He shifts his weight and claps his hands, rubbing them together and looking at Varace, "Well, it looks like this will be a fun trip after all. Good ol' me, making friends everywhere I go." He turns to address Nyrazha and Kae'ari, "Ladies, after you," Keefe states, proffering his hands toward the door.
crazy_monkey1956
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Frontier City of Delagund, Duchy of Vedlund
Lord Noran clears his throat and eyes the new arrival, "I was not aware that an elven delegation was arriving. That you are in this room speaks to the sorry state of affairs of my security. To you all, my main concern, as should be evident, is defense. Of myself, of this keep and of this town. Ahote is it? Since you are here, I may as well make use of you."
He closes his eyes and rubs his temples before continuing, "Each of you is an outsider...strange to the common folk. I don't trust my own people as I don't know which of them may be a spy for the King. I need you to be my defense. My eyes and ears," as he looks at the dwarf, "my sword arm," as he looks at the half-ogre, "and my magical defense," as he looks at the half-elf. Looking to the elf, "What skill do you bring to the table?"
The Capital City of Azgund, the King's Palace
Nyrazha's father says in Aquan to Nyrazha, "You forget your place. The King's nephew is rumored to be adept at...distasteful activities. Having an outsider attend to such matters at home leaves our hands clean. Go with them, fetch the winged one a horse and convince this Lord Noran to do as Varace demands. Then we will attend to our own matters."
Varace speaks, "Prince Keefe, a moment of your time before you go." Pulling Keefe aside, out of earshot of the others, "The King bids you to use whatever means may be necessary to...convince Lord Noran of the error of his ways. If that means that a new Lord must be appointed, then so be it." Varace's face is expressionless. "As always, discretion is of the utmost importance. But the King strongly desires the Healing Light's support. This angel is key to that...either as a unifying leader...or as a martyr. And, last of all, assess the diplomatic skill of the Emiran girl. She may find herself being the new ambassador upon her return and a marriage to the King's nephew would cement our alliance. Consider it." Varace bows to Keefe, then to the ambassador and the angel, then takes his leave.
Left alone for the moment, Kae'Ari sees the other ministers slowly filing out of the room, speaking in whispers amongst themselves. Meeting the eyes of one them, she hears a voice in her mind, "Are you the one? The one whose spirit belongs to Shadow? We will see." The man turns back to his fellows as if nothing had happened and exits the room.
Lord Noran clears his throat and eyes the new arrival, "I was not aware that an elven delegation was arriving. That you are in this room speaks to the sorry state of affairs of my security. To you all, my main concern, as should be evident, is defense. Of myself, of this keep and of this town. Ahote is it? Since you are here, I may as well make use of you."
He closes his eyes and rubs his temples before continuing, "Each of you is an outsider...strange to the common folk. I don't trust my own people as I don't know which of them may be a spy for the King. I need you to be my defense. My eyes and ears," as he looks at the dwarf, "my sword arm," as he looks at the half-ogre, "and my magical defense," as he looks at the half-elf. Looking to the elf, "What skill do you bring to the table?"
The Capital City of Azgund, the King's Palace
Nyrazha's father says in Aquan to Nyrazha, "You forget your place. The King's nephew is rumored to be adept at...distasteful activities. Having an outsider attend to such matters at home leaves our hands clean. Go with them, fetch the winged one a horse and convince this Lord Noran to do as Varace demands. Then we will attend to our own matters."
Varace speaks, "Prince Keefe, a moment of your time before you go." Pulling Keefe aside, out of earshot of the others, "The King bids you to use whatever means may be necessary to...convince Lord Noran of the error of his ways. If that means that a new Lord must be appointed, then so be it." Varace's face is expressionless. "As always, discretion is of the utmost importance. But the King strongly desires the Healing Light's support. This angel is key to that...either as a unifying leader...or as a martyr. And, last of all, assess the diplomatic skill of the Emiran girl. She may find herself being the new ambassador upon her return and a marriage to the King's nephew would cement our alliance. Consider it." Varace bows to Keefe, then to the ambassador and the angel, then takes his leave.
Left alone for the moment, Kae'Ari sees the other ministers slowly filing out of the room, speaking in whispers amongst themselves. Meeting the eyes of one them, she hears a voice in her mind, "Are you the one? The one whose spirit belongs to Shadow? We will see." The man turns back to his fellows as if nothing had happened and exits the room.
shadowmask
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crazy_monkey1956 said:
As Nyrazha turns toward her father to gain permission to take her leave, his outburst visibly rocks her back onto her heels. Bowing, keeping her eyes strictly on the floor in front of her toes, she says, "Of course, Father. I meant no disrespect." She joins Kae'ari hurriedly. She then waits impatiently for Keefe to join them, lost in her thoughts.
*frantically* Why would we need an outsider adept at distasteful activities? Why does my father not insist on my brother coming along, as he always does? What will I have to do to convince this Lord Noran...and how far should I go?
She glances in her father's direction briefly before turning away. To Kae'ari Nyrazha says, "Have you ridden before? If not, I would recommend a mild-mannered horse. If so, what kind of spirit to you prefer your horse to have?"
ethandrew
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Keefe's mind swam at Varace's words. While outwardly he maintained his composure, inwardly he was a dizzying mess, plots and subplots aplenty. No words uttered, he nods his head once Varace has finished and taken his leave. He follows the rest out with his eyes before moving toward Emiran ambassador, bowing in their custom and addressing him in Emiran, "My lord, I humbly wish you grace in your endeavors and promise you that your daughter will be well cared for, by my honor as a Lyantaclis." Keefe bows once more before heading off with the two women, a subtle sense of being overwhelmed etching his handsome face.
Yttermayn
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Voda Vosa said:
OOC: Oh, gotcha... You may want to give some contextual clues as well, like: [example]"Blah blah blah!" he thought.[/example] Some other posters like Ethandrew, for instance, use italics to indicate spoken dialog, while I use them for emphasis on certain words. I'm not saying your doing anything wrong, it's just a suggestion to make it more obvious to unobservant oafs such as myself.
Anyways, disregard my resulting dialog then folks!
