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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Jan 27, 2021 1:49:46 GMT
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Post by Diocles on Jan 27, 2021 1:54:31 GMT
There is no unobtrusively entering the common room, and several heads turn to admire you. You even hear two men whispering as they watch you take your seat at an empty table. The wench comes over to your table and asks with a big smile what you would like. "Far from home, aren't you? Don't recognize your kind."
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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Jan 27, 2021 1:58:35 GMT
In what language is she addressing me?
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Post by Diocles on Jan 27, 2021 2:00:04 GMT
She tries both trade languages until she gets the right one. Which one do you speak, Jarad or Grorekathi? She tries Jarad first, since she doesn't recognize your race.
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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Jan 27, 2021 2:04:44 GMT
I speak Jarad. I don’t smile back but nor am I cold. “I am far from home. Ale please.”
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Post by Diocles on Jan 27, 2021 2:07:03 GMT
She brings you your ale. It's a foreign beverage with a foreign taste, but it's of good quality. She leaves you be unless you order food. This place seems to be doing well, despite the eternal night. Despite all the death, terror, and starvation across the continent. The Elunian you saw some in finishes his song and sits with a blond-haired warrior, and they drink together.
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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Jan 27, 2021 2:11:39 GMT
I order a modest meal and take in the atmosphere. Do I know anything of those I’m seeking? Their number, or anything that might help me identify them other than “some Elunians”?
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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Jan 27, 2021 2:13:06 GMT
Strange to see this normalcy in the face of what’s happening. I keep my eyes open for any signs of oppression of people or the land.
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Post by Diocles on Jan 27, 2021 2:13:52 GMT
You were told it was a trio of Elunians who drew attention wherever they went. Just as this Elunian drew the attention of the room. You are known for your beauty, but this redhead sitting over there is even more striking than you! This is a first for you, for until today, you were the most lovely person you knew.
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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Jan 27, 2021 2:22:22 GMT
In my opinion I still am. He’s too pale by far. it’s probably too much of a coincidence to see such a handsome Elunian but I’ll keep watch for two more while I enjoy a roof and warmth.
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Post by Diocles on Jan 27, 2021 2:26:14 GMT
Minutes pass into an hour, and still no sign of any other Elunians. And then just as you're thinking about doing something else, you see a beautiful Elunian maid descend the stairs and go with a smile to sit with her companions, that Elunian lutist and his Skenje companion.
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Post by Diocles on Jan 27, 2021 2:28:17 GMT
Aethyl (observation check). Someone tell Dan to check this thread lol
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Post by Sir Roland Desprez on Jan 27, 2021 2:35:12 GMT
Now I’m interested. Am I close enough to hear their conversation?
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Post by Storyteller on Jan 27, 2021 2:37:05 GMT
I sit at the table with Cousin Aethyl and Drusinicus.
"Cousin?" I ask. The scent of ale is heavy on the Skenje, I assume, but I search my cousin's face for signs of drunkenness. "I would like to speak to you when I can..."
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Post by Diocles on Jan 27, 2021 3:06:21 GMT
You are close enough to hear, Rajit, but the female Elunian is speaking to her fellow Elunian in a foreign tongue. (I assume you don't speak Elunian.)
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