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Post by Alecton Jasin Natael on Oct 30, 2005 21:58:35 GMT -5
A man, suited in the same garb and armor as the ArchSeraphim was found wandering the halls near the clergy office, his armor was bloodstained, though faded much. But his expression was one of duty, and bore not the wearyness of war.. not anymore anyway.
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Post by Hallie on Oct 31, 2005 20:31:46 GMT -5
Hallie had been back and forth running errands and cleaning, as was what kept her busy most days. She didn' mind... But, today her chores were cut short as she saw a wanderer in her hall. She recognized his armor and halted a moment before stepping out into the hallway so speak.
"Greetings, Milord... May I assist you in some way?"
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Post by Alecton Jasin Natael on Oct 31, 2005 20:45:01 GMT -5
HE LOOKED to her and gave a low inclinatino of his head...
"Good day, my Lady" Not know who she was.. "I hail from the far north, I am on a mission as emissary to here.. so naturally I'm new. I was hoping you could point me to a place I could book lodging and perhaps purchase a meal, then maybe pass onto me the name of the highest of rank herein? Queen, King, Regent or Priest or whatnot?"
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Post by Hallie on Nov 9, 2005 8:28:11 GMT -5
She bowed graciously to the man and smiled the kind of smile that brought dimples to her cheeks. She was aware that she'd not given her name as of yet, so didn't hold his informality against him, thought found his informality rather odd.
Standing a bit straighter and wiping potting soil from her hands onto a cloth, she looked down to keep from giggling as she answered him.
"From the North... What land might lie in the North of which you speak, Milord? And I shall not accommodate one whose name I know not."
She looked back up at him again, a twinkle in her gray eyes as she spoke with a bit more of the dignity of her station.
"As we are on the subject of introductions, I suppose my own shall be in order. I am Hallie, High Priestess and sole Monarch of The Floating Gardens."
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Post by Alecton Jasin Natael on Nov 13, 2005 23:23:20 GMT -5
HIS EYES widened at hearing the introduction.. he stiffened and stood straight, bowing low
"Forgive me, my Lady. Allow me to return the introduction...
I am Alecton Jasin Natael, Ambassador General of Airuza, sent by Lord Aaron von Gaurdia of Airuza under the suggestion of lo'Daranael al'Angranus de Tylmerande, his advisor.
My Apologies once more, High Priestess.."
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Post by Hallie on Nov 15, 2005 21:45:21 GMT -5
She smiled at his quick turnabout in manner and nodded her head in reply. The advisor's name made the smile disappear from her features, however and she straightened.
"Ah, Lord Natael... please, forgiveness has been dealt already. But for now, please, do report on Lord de Tylmerande's well being, if you will... whilst we walk to the kitchen, aye?"
Her soft voice was crisp as the sea, but held a somber note. Darian had been away far too long, and she had only the right to worry.
As she looked him over, she finished wiping the remnants of the potting soil on her towel and gently laid the towel with her potting tools and the bag of loose soil. She'd been replanting some of the rootbound plants about the temple so that their growth would not be stunted. The work she enjoyed, almost as much as she loved the sea.
Turning, she reached down for a bucket of water and rinsed the smudges from her hands and wrists and chuckled softly as she dried them on a clean towel.
"Follow me, please."
With that, she began walking down the corridor at a pace he would surely be able to follow, eagerly awaiting the beginning of his report.
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Post by Alecton Jasin Natael on Nov 16, 2005 0:36:49 GMT -5
*NOW BEING a master in something, meant that you knew damn near everything about it, and when that was the case.. you knew EXACTLY when not to use that thing you were a master of. And he was a master of swords, blades and such.. hence.. knowing exactly when not to use swords made one start learnin magic.
So, to be polite, he floated as not to dirty the floor until he could clean or get cleaned his boots.*
"Lord de Tylmerande, fare's well truly. You need to fear, he is a master of the mystics, as well as a Juggernaught in battle, him and his Isolenova.. " *he coughed after realising he was rambling about fighting again. .still pretty new to this diplomacy scene* "He sent me ahead to create diplomatic ties between Airuza and Floating Gardens. He says he will return soon, but must be there to lend support as they end the last battles.."
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Post by Hallie on Dec 1, 2005 22:41:14 GMT -5
Having heard no footsteps behind her to herald his advancement, she turned to look over her shoulder at the soldier. His lofty appearance made her smile brighten almost as much as his news had. As he spoke, she simply nodded and turned towards a door that led out of the temple and into town.
"Follow me, Milord Natael. We shall visit the Bird of Paradise Tavern for your meal and further discuss this matter there.. The Snapdragon Inn is right next door. Your room and board shall be taken care of, and I shall personally see to it that you have whatever you may need while in my keep..."
Her words trailed off as she exited the door, moving towards the Tavern.
((Continued here: floatinggardens.proboards30.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=tavern&thread=1133494814))
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