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Message: <blockquote data-quote="doghead" data-source="post: 1998778" data-attributes="member: 8243">Xavier breathes a sigh of releif when Jt'trialaila leaves. He carefully closes the door and leans against it for a moment to gather his wits. After a moment he straightens up and looks around the room.I should get out of this gear. He holds out his arms and considers the intricate needlework. It is magnificant ... but the only one I've got. For a moment he wonders what it would be like to be as rich as that merchant he met that morning. Nice, he concludes, but he wouldn't swap places with the man for the world. I am a Roces!Eventually he decides to wear his fine outfit for the rest of the day, then get it cleaned while he is away in Pruman. He considers putting on his breastplate, but ultimately decides against that too. Instead he settles on washing his face and hands in the bowl of chilly water beside the bed, and adding his longsword to his belt.While he waits for Jt'trialaila to return, he roots around the room until he finds a sheet of paper and a pen. Upon it he makes some simple notes. He doesn't write down anything he wouldn't want anyone else to see, just the names of the people he has met and promised to try and visit so far. Once he's done, he tucks the sheet away in a pocket and spends the rest of the time enjoying the view from the window.He decides that on his way out of the castle he will stop by the stables to check on Sanfraneadal, and collect Oa.</blockquote>

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