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Post by Aelyx Caltarys on Dec 9, 2018 20:42:28 GMT
“You want to start growing grapes to make your own wine?” She summonsed, “I’ll think about helping you, it’s not as if I am leaving tomorrow.”
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 9, 2018 20:47:47 GMT
“Give it some thought,” Jonarth agreed. “It might help you see some of the local area anyway, get used to the rides. This place isn’t like anywhere else, I promise you that. How long have you been here anyway? I’m surprised I haven’t heard of you.”
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Post by Aelyx Caltarys on Dec 9, 2018 20:54:03 GMT
“About thirty minutes” Aelyx said, smiling and getting up then, “I’ll think on it, perhaps my brother is interested in helping also.” She commented, “thanks for the advice.”
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 9, 2018 20:55:33 GMT
“Of course,” Jonarth said, rising and politely kissing her hand. “It has been a rare pleasure,” he said. “Come back anytime you need a good meal and a real drink.”
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Post by Aelyx Caltarys on Dec 9, 2018 20:57:06 GMT
“I will do, “ thank you for the company,” She motioned to Caleb and the others that they were heading out, “oh, what direction is the society.”
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 9, 2018 20:58:35 GMT
Jonarth walked to the entrance and pointed down the road. “Towards the Valyrian house’s, you can’t miss it,” he said. “Only a five or so minute walk.”
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Post by Aelyx Caltarys on Dec 9, 2018 20:59:29 GMT
“Thank you, until next time” she sad, waving over her shoulder at him and leaving.
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Post by Lord Valerion Maegyr on Dec 11, 2018 1:31:16 GMT
Lord Valerion Maegyr, accompanied by two of his heavily armed henchmen entered. The three men took a seat at a vacant bench near a wall, with Valerion careful to lean his back against the wall where he kept a watchful eye on the other patrons.
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 11, 2018 2:03:04 GMT
The Pearl always has at least one, but usually two, of Jonarth’s men on guard, the burly fighters armed with short thick swords and serrated daggers. A server comes to take their order, and the tavern keeper approaches after they get their drinks. “Lord Maegyr,” he said politely, not knowing the newer arrival particularly well, “it’s good to see you again. I promise no one here will threaten your safety. How does the evening find you?”
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Post by Lord Valerion Maegyr on Dec 11, 2018 2:14:47 GMT
"It finds me well." said Valerion politely taking a sip from his drink. It may have been his military background and his natural cameraderie with his own men who fought with him in the field, but Valerion was rarely one to talk down to his inferiors.
"Business is good?" he asked.
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 11, 2018 3:36:12 GMT
“Ramping up,” Jonarth confirmed. “The festival and the arrival of the new colonists should really be a blessing. Not that business is ever slow, people have to eat somewhere.” He looked to the two burly soldiers a moment then his gaze shifted back. “Lots of people looking to explore south,” he added. “It is like the old days when the Society was strong.”
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Post by Lord Valerion Maegyr on Dec 11, 2018 10:29:34 GMT
Valerion leaned forward, his interest piqued, but tried not to let it show.
"To what purpose?" he asked. "Are they actively seeking new ways to die?"
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 11, 2018 15:16:10 GMT
“That’s my interpretation,” Jon said. “Although, as always, everyone will have their own interests. Salt wasn’t the reason we came here originally, after all. The exotic lumber and wildlife, and gold and silver in the mountains, I think that had more to do with it.” He shook his head. “But they all failed.” He rolled his neck. “Now it’s just a few old men and a couple of newcomers who haven’t learned what Sothoryos is yet.”
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Post by Lord Valerion Maegyr on Dec 11, 2018 19:53:24 GMT
"Sothyros is dark and full of terrors." quipped Valerion. He drank and was silent briefly.
"Is the Society leading this new found desire to explore south?" he finally asked.
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 11, 2018 20:48:06 GMT
Jonarth shrugged a little. “Among others,” he said. “The Society doesn’t have the resources to lead anything right now, but they are looking for those who can help them in one last effort to make this damned continent useful for anything except salt and badly mannered slaves.”
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