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Post by whatever on Dec 17, 2009 16:00:19 GMT -5
Lysaer nodded, looking closely at the two bravos, trying to see if he recognized them from anywhere. He followed the two men to where ever they were taking him, hoping that he wouldn't end up on the bottom of one of the canals.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 17, 2009 16:03:19 GMT -5
he is grabbed by the elbow, and is promptly tossed into the cloak room, and slam the door behind him.
"Who the fuck are you? and what is this about?" Antaryon says.
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Post by whatever on Dec 17, 2009 16:07:17 GMT -5
Lysaer bowed deeply, and didn't keep eye-contact with the lord for a long time.
"My name is Lysaer, I am noone important. I asked to speak to you in hopes of learning what relationship Jurok and your daughter has, since I know that he is engaged to a healer's daughter here in city. I hoped to be able to talk to you in private so that he would not bring shame to your house, my lord."
[Noteworthy Charm]
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 17, 2009 16:10:44 GMT -5
"Who the fuck is Jurok?" Antaryon says still angry, but apparently not as angry at Lysaer, as simply irritated in general.
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Post by whatever on Dec 17, 2009 16:17:56 GMT -5
Lysaer looked up for a few seconds. He had suspected that Jurok and the daughter hadn't been open about their affair, but now he got it comfirmed.
"I followed Jurok yesterday evening, as I owe the father of his fiancee a favor, and I followed him to your home, where I saw him and your daughter embrace each other and kiss." he looked down in the ground as he had said it.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 17, 2009 16:30:34 GMT -5
"Stay here." The man replies, before striding out of the cloakroom, and slamming the door behind him.
He returns several minutes later holding the daughter by the hand.
"Whose Jurok?" He snapped. The girl's face spoke volumes.
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Post by whatever on Dec 17, 2009 16:42:35 GMT -5
Lysaer stood quiet, feeling a bit akward being there for this, but he had given his word to the healer and that was more important than anything.
He stood quiet and waited for him to be asked to speak.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 17, 2009 16:45:12 GMT -5
The girl cried and begged her father, but the man's face was expressionless.
"Thank you... Lysaer, whoever you are." the man gestured and one of the bravos pressed a gold coin into his hand.
"I don't want to hear about this from anyone... you understand? No go away." Antaryon turned back and began yelling at the daughter again.
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Post by whatever on Dec 17, 2009 16:55:00 GMT -5
Lysaer looked at the gold coin with big eyes, it was a long time since he had seen a coin of gold. He was used to seeing coppers and silvers in his line of work, the only times one saw gold coins were at feast of the nobles and he had not been to one for at least three years.
He bowed and nodded.
"Yes, Lord Antaryon. I will keep my mouth shut about this." he said and exited the room.
He headed back to the crowd and walked toward the healer's daughter and her father.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 17, 2009 16:56:38 GMT -5
The healer saw Lysaer again and nodded.
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Post by whatever on Dec 17, 2009 17:01:49 GMT -5
Instead of just responding to the nod, he walked over to them and bowed slightly and smiled at the daughter.
"Lady Nialla, I thought that was you. Is this the fiance you were talking about?" he said and looked at her father.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 17, 2009 17:08:04 GMT -5
The father looked dumbfounded, while the girl simply giggles, "No, this is my father silly."
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Post by whatever on Dec 17, 2009 17:12:16 GMT -5
"Oh, I am so sorry. I do see the resemblance now." Lysaer said and bowed once again. "I didn't mean to interupt your service, I just couldn't help myself when I saw you, I have been thinking about you since I left the rose market yesterday."
[Noteworthy Charm]
He looked over at the healer.
"I hope I do not anger you by talking to your daughter, my good man."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 17, 2009 17:17:52 GMT -5
The healer looked at the bard like he was a mad man, "I think this quite inappropriate considering the setting. Perhaps you should call again another time."
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Post by whatever on Dec 17, 2009 17:22:40 GMT -5
"I would like that, if the Lady Nialla approves of course." Lysaer said with a nod and a smile.
"Where do you live so I might come and call on you and your daughter when you think it's a good time."
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