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Message: <blockquote data-quote="SeaPainter" data-source="post: 4688402" data-attributes="member: 79349">Reggie is visibly shaken by Vashik’s rough departure.  “I… I… I apologize for my hesitation, but… I… I’d said…” his shoulders sag & his head drops down, “I’ve never had to do this sort of thing before.”  He looks up at the remaining party members with defeat visible in his eyes, “these details have always been handled for me, but I can’t let… I, uhh… I mean… I mean that… that I have to do this myself.  That’s all.”   As he looks pleadingly to the assembled group, the youth of his face is exaggerated.  He flips back his designer cloak, and pulls a sheaf of documents from his satchel.  With another flash of his ruby, signet ring & a beaten flick of his wrist, he tosses the collection of parchments onto the tabletop.  Visible at the top of the sheaf is an 8x10 charcoal-drawing of a beautiful, young human woman.  Reggie’s eyes catch sight of her eyes in the rendering, and he quickly looks away with a resigned sigh… “I commissioned that portrait on the day of our engagement,” he begins to explain.  “I had been thinking about proposing to Gwendolyn for a month.  We were strolling through ‘The Commons’… it was a beautiful day...  truly beautiful.  The sort of day the bards sing of.  We passed a street artist along the waterfront… charcoal renderings for two silver… an excellent likeness… he was really quite skilled… quite skilled…” he begins to drift off in reverie. The sound of a tray being dropped in the tavern’s common area pulls Reggie back to the present.  He looks up at everyone again before continuing, “as I watched him capture her likeness on parchment… so beautiful… so beautiful… as I watched, I decided that she should, indeed, be my wife.  I dropped down on bended knee before this portrait was even completed… yes… I like to think that that extra sparkle in her eye is… is… it is no matter.”  He looks down at the picture, and shakes his head with sadness. “Her name is… was… is… I called her Gwendolyn…  F. Gwendolyn Winthrop is her name… family out of ‘The Isles’, I believe she said.  She departed to tell them about our engagement, and now I have neither seen nor heard from her for a fortnight.” He looks up, squaring his shoulders & making eye contact with a visible, physical effort.   He taps the ring depicted on the woman’s left finger, “I need that ring back.” [sblock=Morvannon]As Reggie tosses the packet onto the table you get a good look at the heraldry depicted on his signet ring.  It is the VonGravin family crest.[/sblock]   </blockquote>

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