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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tilmamir" data-source="post: 2525729" data-attributes="member: 31628">InweThe older man Inwe has foused her attention on obviously like bragging about his new vicarious  status he believes he gained through some young relative's engagement. Obviously, the other men at the table think he is all puffed up about nothing and are trying to keep him quiet. When all attemps to change the subject fail, everyone leaves the table and heads for the door.In an 'unfortunate' coincidence, Inwe happened to trip and fall right into the shoulder of the very man she was hoping to speak to. After a brief appology, she whispers..."Did I really hear you talking about a Youngstrom marrying into your family?""Well... yes actually." He looks to his companions, who obviously will have no more of him tonight, and back to the mysterious elf before him. As they go to a quieter corner of the room, he says "My niece is marrying the heir to the family in fact! That makes me part of the family, too.""Really? How great to be so blessed. You must be able to do all sorts of noble things now...""Well, actually, I only call her my niece. My mother's sister's second husband has a niece, oh what a pretty thing, and she is the lucky one. I am like an Eli-Father to her [Godfather] at the family meetings, you know.""Interesting - you must adore her...""Oh certainly! Believe it or not, I actually do.  Her parents are a mean pair, and she not much appreciated. I have tried to befriend her and mentor her. When she told me she was seeing a boy, I never imagined it was young master Youngstrom. Good for her! That family is not much fond of her, but she is kind and really does love him. At least they are allowing the wedding to go on. ""how noble of them.""You know, I have always been noble. My friends think I am silly, but truely I was born to be one of the elect in the city. Now everyone will know me." He pauses a minute, then sighs. "Actually, this will not change anything. I am still an old dottard who dreams of nobility but was born a pawn in the greater game. Oh - don't tell anyone I said that, pretty lady.""I was invited, you know, to the wedding! But my buddies think I made that up. Day after tomorrow, they will know better, when I get admitted through those golden gates and they do not. Ha""So do you have a companion going with you?""You know what, I forgot about that. My wife's been gone some time, and my chldren think I am looney. How about you? Are you free? Imagine, and old fool showing up with a young beautiful elven girl. That would turn a few heads."Inwe whispers into his ear "I am one hundred twenty four years old. That would make a few of them jealous, too."He smiles, "My name is Coleman Fairweather" and extends his hand."Inwe Galanodel" she says as she takes his hand - he kisses it politely."How about it, Inwe? Are you interested in seeing a royal-style wedding?"</blockquote>

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