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Post by whatever on Dec 18, 2009 17:10:08 GMT -5
"I am sure that I could do that, though it'll be a hard task getting into the party, but I am sure that I'll be able to think of some way to do it. You nobles normally don't invite just anybody to these things, and getting to play at such a place is only reserved for a selected few bards, which holds a higher reputation than I do, but like I said I will find a way."
Lysaer said, and drank another sip of wine.
"May I have something to eat before I leave as well, since I am sure that I will have much to do before the party and not have time to eat then."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 18, 2009 17:14:15 GMT -5
Antaryon waved, "Here, eat, for gods sake, its there for you,"
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Post by whatever on Dec 18, 2009 17:20:55 GMT -5
Lysaer nodded and smiled.
"I thank you, I have never seen so much food I think." he said and began to take a little bit of everything and placed it on his plate and began to eat.
He stood and bowed deeply after he had finished his meal.
"I thank you for your hospitality and for your trust in letting me find out something this important for your house. I beg of leave to start working on getting into Lord Delinal's party."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 18, 2009 17:26:00 GMT -5
"Good luck, return when you know more."
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Post by whatever on Dec 21, 2009 14:29:56 GMT -5
A man wearing a maroon dress, with a veil across his face walks up to the guards of the Manse.
"I am here to see Lord Antaryon, it's urgent business. Tell him that Lysaer is here. He will want to meet me, I am certain."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 21, 2009 14:31:23 GMT -5
"Fuck off!" The Bravo at the front gate says, putting his hand on his sword.
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Post by whatever on Dec 21, 2009 14:40:42 GMT -5
Lysaer took a step back, and removed the veil, hoping that the bravo would recognize him.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 21, 2009 14:45:59 GMT -5
"I don't know what this is about you pervert, but bugger off, before I give you the back of my hand," The bravo says, raising his fist.
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Post by whatever on Dec 21, 2009 14:48:21 GMT -5
Lysaer sighed and shook his head, and rushed back the way he came to go back and retrieve his belongings and return later.
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Lysaer returned after about an hour, this time dressed in his normal clothes, his blue cape hanging on his shoulders. He had his lute and pack of things across one of the shoulders.
"I would like to see Lord Antaryon, my good ser."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 21, 2009 15:31:05 GMT -5
"Alright, go inside, Lord Antaryon is in his office."
A short jaunt later, Lysaer indeed finds Antaryon in his office, looking over some documents.
"Ah... my friend the bard, how are things?"
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Post by whatever on Dec 21, 2009 15:34:55 GMT -5
Lysaer bowed slightly to Lord Antaryon.
"I am good now that I am out of my disguise, my lord." he said truthfully "I have some letters that I accquiered at the feast of Lord Delinal last night, as well as a three names of guests there."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 21, 2009 16:07:19 GMT -5
"Go ahead and make your report, I am listening."
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Post by whatever on Dec 21, 2009 16:17:09 GMT -5
"I managed to get inside the party, and while there I came across four men though I only have the names of three. I saw Lord
Lord Dutovan there, though I never got a chance to speak to him. There was also Captain Durman Nysar, who seemed to be friendly with Lord Dutovan and spoke to him in hushed voices. I also came across two men, one by the name of Florian Dygyon, who wondered if I was a part of a blackmail plan of Lord Delinal's making."
Lysaer took the liberty to sit down in a chair.
"I went up to the room of Lord Dutovan after everyone was asleep, and there I found a couple of letters that seems to be plans for something, though what I can not say." Lysaer said, and handed the letters to Lord Antaryon. All but one had a broken seal.
"I left one intact in case you would recognize the sigil, my lord."
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 21, 2009 16:20:08 GMT -5
"It's Dutovan's seal," Antaryon explained, reading the letters, "And this clearly a plot for a coup, I would say... given the amounts of money involved." he says gesturing to the last letter which Lysaer had read.
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Post by whatever on Dec 21, 2009 16:27:51 GMT -5
"Against who, my Lord? Lord Tregario or Lord Selunai?" Lysaer said, since those were the only two names that he could think of at the moment.
He leaned back in the chair and rubbed his temples, he had not slept all night and he wasn't used to this kind of intrigue.
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Hope you all are well and happy.