Tyrus Sephiran
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Jul 21, 2015 21:41:40 GMT -8
"Well of course! I'll make sure these get to those with expertise." Tyrus checks inside the sack for a second then back up at Godfrey, "...What sort of nasty things?"
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: May 4, 2024 18:01:45 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2015 10:41:03 GMT -8
"Nothing your mages can't defend against. Just put some wards up against spirits and they should be fine."
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[Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 221
Physical Description: Zaltos stands roughly 6'2" and weighs around 220 pounds. He is currently using a young male for his vessel that is around 17-20 in age. Since this side of his Red Phoenix has never been present long, it is as juvenile as the new Zaltos, allowing him to be open to learning new magic besides his fire. His build is that of a well trained martial artists and his skin in a moderate tan color. His eyes flash an icy blue and his hair is silver and shoulder length.
Clothes and Equipment: His garb changes, as does his armor. He no longer uses the Phoenix Blade in a broadsword form. This sword is a dual blade sword that is highly magic. These blades are covered in a magical sheath that turns to fire when Zaltos takes hold of it. This sword is rumored to posses the first Phoenix ever. He currently has no shield but his fire. He does carry small items that can be used in combat, but these items vary from time to time and will never be the same at any point.
Registered: Dec 23, 2014 18:25:01 GMT -8
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Post by [Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo on Jul 22, 2015 17:57:51 GMT -8
Zaltos waited for Godfrey. He was in no rush to go anywhere. He knew it would only be a couple of hours before they'd have to set up camp and rest. He just wanted to let his food settle down before they left.
"Godfrey, they'll be fine. Ildesias will know exactly what to do with them. Whenever you're ready, we can go."
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: May 4, 2024 18:01:45 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jul 23, 2015 13:37:58 GMT -8
Godfrey nodded to Zaltos and walked his way. He retrieved his swords and was ready to leave whenever Xaltos was ready.
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Jul 25, 2015 15:27:47 GMT -8
Ildesias returned to the hall the next morning as the cleaners finished their work. He greeted them, but declined any offers of breakfast or tea. "Have our guests left?" He asked one man, who seemed to nod. "I see. In that case, we should continue as usual."
"Tell anyone who seeks me that I will be in the plains, directing patrols. I won't be too difficult to find."
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Minister Akai'a
Committed
Roleplay posts: 66
Age: 21
Physical Description: A female Volkrim, of white fur and purple eyes. Strong and fit from her years of brutal train at the hands of her now deceased father. Her years of travel have done well to keep her in shape.
Clothes and Equipment: She wears black leather battle coat over an off-white tunic. her clothes are cotton, soft and tailored just for her. the thighs and shins of her pants have thick leather sewn into them. She wears no gloves or shoes.
An Isran Sword sits in a scabbard on her belt.
Registered: Jul 10, 2015 17:10:29 GMT -8
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Post by Minister Akai'a on Jul 25, 2015 18:04:51 GMT -8
Akai'a woke up, sleeping on the floor in the small room she was a bit tender. She had stripped her armor and was now only in a padded white shirt and pants. She had used her silver chestpiece as a pillow. She was expecting someone to haul her off to a dungeon or something not leave here in a sitting room with a lone guard all night. She yawned and thought aloud, "I guess whoever is going to question me wants to do it in comfort."
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Tyrus Sephiran
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Jul 25, 2015 18:28:33 GMT -8
Tyrus came down in the morning after the feast, it was a fun event he thought, everyone seemed to have had a good time. He had come into possession of some magical artifacts which he would hold onto until he could find time to give them to Ildesias or Andraste. "You guys... we have a dungeon for prisoners, we're wasting it. I guess with all the excitement you forgot that. Let's see them." Tyrus is heard talking as he comes to where Akai'a was kept, accompanied by guardsmen. He eyed the odd prisoner and sighed, "This won't do. Get up, I'll have you escorted to a proper holding arrangement." <Exit to The Dungeons> Once Akai'a was up she would be escorted by some burly dudes, her armor is temporarily confiscated until further notice.
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Minister Akai'a
Committed
Roleplay posts: 66
Age: 21
Physical Description: A female Volkrim, of white fur and purple eyes. Strong and fit from her years of brutal train at the hands of her now deceased father. Her years of travel have done well to keep her in shape.
Clothes and Equipment: She wears black leather battle coat over an off-white tunic. her clothes are cotton, soft and tailored just for her. the thighs and shins of her pants have thick leather sewn into them. She wears no gloves or shoes.
An Isran Sword sits in a scabbard on her belt.
Registered: Jul 10, 2015 17:10:29 GMT -8
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Post by Minister Akai'a on Jul 25, 2015 18:31:20 GMT -8
She nods and does as Tyrus asks.
<Exit to Dungeon>
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[Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 221
Physical Description: Zaltos stands roughly 6'2" and weighs around 220 pounds. He is currently using a young male for his vessel that is around 17-20 in age. Since this side of his Red Phoenix has never been present long, it is as juvenile as the new Zaltos, allowing him to be open to learning new magic besides his fire. His build is that of a well trained martial artists and his skin in a moderate tan color. His eyes flash an icy blue and his hair is silver and shoulder length.
Clothes and Equipment: His garb changes, as does his armor. He no longer uses the Phoenix Blade in a broadsword form. This sword is a dual blade sword that is highly magic. These blades are covered in a magical sheath that turns to fire when Zaltos takes hold of it. This sword is rumored to posses the first Phoenix ever. He currently has no shield but his fire. He does carry small items that can be used in combat, but these items vary from time to time and will never be the same at any point.
Registered: Dec 23, 2014 18:25:01 GMT -8
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Post by [Phoenix] Zaltos Kiraxo on Jul 26, 2015 17:25:46 GMT -8
Exit to Free Plains>
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: May 4, 2024 18:01:45 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2015 20:57:46 GMT -8
<exit to Free Plains>
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Jul 30, 2015 13:06:14 GMT -8
Ildesias entered the hall and led Ellie and her companions towards one of the tables, where he bade them sit down and rest. He himself continued standing, his arm still in his sling as he peered down at the new visitors one by one. Each of them, no doubt, would have small tells in their expressions; little things that would aid him in figuring out whether or not they could be trusted.
"Someone seek Minister Tyrus, please, we will require his presence," he told a guard.
"Now then, how many do you bring and what do you require?"
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Tyrus Sephiran
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Jul 30, 2015 14:51:45 GMT -8
<Enter from The Dungeons> Tyrus would return to Akai'a later, right now he had duties. Word had reached him that he was needed, so he would go look for Ildesias. "Greetings, my lord. Hope your injuries are recovering well." Tyrus approached, "Was dealing with the prisoner of war, from what she says she may be a defector now. But anyway, I am needed?" The middle aged man looked over at the new people that had arrived.
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Ellie Kendall
New
Roleplay posts: 6
Age: 20
Physical Description: Eloise 'Ellie' Kendall has soft red-brown hair, it hangs in straight choppy lengths down to just below her shoulders. She has a long fringe, which isn't so surprising when she doesn't want to risk taking a blade that close to her face. Ellie's eyebrows are a shade or two darker than her hair, twin curves resting above expressive eyes. Her eyes are an odd green-yellow, almost intimidating if one has never seen such a shade.
Her face is oval in shape with high cheekbones, giving her a slightly haunted expression in certain lights. Her mouth is slightly too small for her face and a pretty petal pink, but the imperfect cupids bow looks best when she smiles. Ellie's nose is fine boned and a little crooked from a scrap with her half-sister when they were younger. Her chin is rounded, evening out her high cheekbones just enough. Her ears are not pierced however she has a metal cuff that she slips onto the outer edge of her left ear when it suits her. There is a small light brown freckle on her right earlobe.
Her hands are of average size but her fingers are longer, allowing her to grip the handle of her short sword or even a cutlass. Callouses cover parts of her hands, which she hides with leather gloves. Her feet are small to medium size for her height of 5 feet 9 inches tall. Her weight of 145 pounds is distributed well enough over her body however her muscles are used to long days of walking and carrying items for her Ladyship. Ellie is often compared to a willow tree or gazelle, though she pays no mind as she can never tell if people are jesting. She thinks of herself as tall and slightly round, a little too round in places sometimes to fit into her chain mail properly.
Her skin colour is a pale tan with a smattering of freckles over her arms and the bridge of her nose. The skin of her back is scarred due to many a punishment from her mother's husband, long silvery stripes echoing a spider web stretch over her back. However the rest of her complexion is relatively smooth as she went through puberty some years ago. Eloise was brought up to live as a human but is half elf and half human by blood. She has a small tattoo of a flower on her left hip that no one has ever seen except for the artist and herself. Ellie has a birthmark on her left knee, a light brown spot the size of a coin..the same mark as Lady Morgan Huxley.
Clothes and Equipment: 1 x Dark grey woolen cloak
1 x secondhand steel armour
1 x chainmail
2 x pale green day dresses
1 x dark blue riding dress
2 x hand me down cotton chemise
1 x leather gloves
1 x short sword
((Will update more at a later date))
Player's online availability : Most days
Registered: Jul 27, 2015 17:17:10 GMT -8
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Post by Ellie Kendall on Jul 31, 2015 8:31:09 GMT -8
Ellie let out a deep breath as she sat down, studying the Elf Lord as he studied her and her companions in turn. His fresh battle wound made her press her lips together, saying she was sorry for the loss of his men would mean little to him. Any battle in which an injury like that was sustained, must have had heavy casualties. She placed her helm on the table and leaned forward, clasping her hands together on top of it as Lord Ildesias called for another before addressing her party.
"We bring five hundred and three in total, two hundred and fifty two of this number is made up of soldiers or partially trained men. The rest are women and children. My men wish to volunteer their services to you and my Ladyship wishes a small household to run. I myself wish to be stationed somewhere outside of my half-sister's sight, however if I can be of service to you then please let me know." Eloise said slowly, her brain tripping over itself to offer all relevant information. Ordinarily she would have risen from her seat at the appearance of the Minister, however she was too sore from riding. "Greetings Minister..." She offered in a polite tone, rubbing a hand over her face moments later. However a thought cropped up in her head that was almost insanity...would marriage or courtship between a bastard and an ordinary person be allowed? She would have to ask once she could feasibly ask about the laws of the city state. Though her curiosity could be getting the best of her, it couldn't hurt to ask...could it?
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Jul 31, 2015 13:12:50 GMT -8
"Hmm. This can be done. In fact, I think I might have a way to immediately put both yourself and your trained soldiers to use, if you would be interested," Ildesias explained, tapping a finger on his free hand down against the table multiple times as he spoke.
"We are constructing a series of fortified camps, joined together by manned trenches, towards the western edge of the plains. If at all possible, I would immediately order you to command them to join the garrison there. They will remain under your control and you will work with the local ranking officer."
He peered towards Tyrus. "I hope you can help the settlers find a place to.. Settle. To deal with the organization and so on, yes?"
"As for your sister, lady knight, she will be afforded whatever household she can build. She will not have one built for her - at least not one made by the state."
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Tyrus Sephiran
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Jul 31, 2015 13:51:02 GMT -8
"Of course I can help with this task." Tyrus replies. "I also have some things to talk to you about later, whenever you're free to do so."
He would then greet Ellie, "Well met, my lady, I am Tyrus. I'll make sure the settlers find their place here, where do you all hail from?"
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Ellie Kendall
New
Roleplay posts: 6
Age: 20
Physical Description: Eloise 'Ellie' Kendall has soft red-brown hair, it hangs in straight choppy lengths down to just below her shoulders. She has a long fringe, which isn't so surprising when she doesn't want to risk taking a blade that close to her face. Ellie's eyebrows are a shade or two darker than her hair, twin curves resting above expressive eyes. Her eyes are an odd green-yellow, almost intimidating if one has never seen such a shade.
Her face is oval in shape with high cheekbones, giving her a slightly haunted expression in certain lights. Her mouth is slightly too small for her face and a pretty petal pink, but the imperfect cupids bow looks best when she smiles. Ellie's nose is fine boned and a little crooked from a scrap with her half-sister when they were younger. Her chin is rounded, evening out her high cheekbones just enough. Her ears are not pierced however she has a metal cuff that she slips onto the outer edge of her left ear when it suits her. There is a small light brown freckle on her right earlobe.
Her hands are of average size but her fingers are longer, allowing her to grip the handle of her short sword or even a cutlass. Callouses cover parts of her hands, which she hides with leather gloves. Her feet are small to medium size for her height of 5 feet 9 inches tall. Her weight of 145 pounds is distributed well enough over her body however her muscles are used to long days of walking and carrying items for her Ladyship. Ellie is often compared to a willow tree or gazelle, though she pays no mind as she can never tell if people are jesting. She thinks of herself as tall and slightly round, a little too round in places sometimes to fit into her chain mail properly.
Her skin colour is a pale tan with a smattering of freckles over her arms and the bridge of her nose. The skin of her back is scarred due to many a punishment from her mother's husband, long silvery stripes echoing a spider web stretch over her back. However the rest of her complexion is relatively smooth as she went through puberty some years ago. Eloise was brought up to live as a human but is half elf and half human by blood. She has a small tattoo of a flower on her left hip that no one has ever seen except for the artist and herself. Ellie has a birthmark on her left knee, a light brown spot the size of a coin..the same mark as Lady Morgan Huxley.
Clothes and Equipment: 1 x Dark grey woolen cloak
1 x secondhand steel armour
1 x chainmail
2 x pale green day dresses
1 x dark blue riding dress
2 x hand me down cotton chemise
1 x leather gloves
1 x short sword
((Will update more at a later date))
Player's online availability : Most days
Registered: Jul 27, 2015 17:17:10 GMT -8
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Post by Ellie Kendall on Aug 2, 2015 3:55:39 GMT -8
The young woman quirked an eyebrow as Ilesdias tapped his finger against the table. The auburn knight had a feeling that this suggestion wouldn't allow her much rest. However her face betrayed her only slightly, the left corner of her mouth twitching as she heard his suggestion. "Out of curiosity...how many men protect this city? Would it be better to split my men and send half to the construction site, whilst the rest stay here to replenish any losses we may suffer? Might I also suggest letting my men rest for two days before journeying out, if all are sent to the construction of the camps." She offered this alternative, unsure how heavy his losses had been so far. Or even if he had lost enough men to take her suggestion into account.
"I fear I am only an interim commander as my father died of his injuries whilst traveling with us. I have made many errors and it may be more prudent to place them under a stronger leader until I can serve them faithfully with my judgement." She admitted as she rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly before turning her attention to his information for her sister. A half smile tugging at her lips as she imagined Morgan's outrage. "It would do my sister well to build her own house, but I hope you have a thick skin or something with which to block your ears once she hears of this revelation. She is not the type to do any work that she deems beneath her. It seems she will have to learn." Ellie said, humour bringing a slight warmth to her tones.
"That does bring about my sister's next question in a round about way, are there laws in place concerning marriage or the status of people such as myself? She makes it her business to keep me without prospects of any kind...I fear I have revealed more of my sister's negative aspects than necessary, forgive me." She always detested asking this question, it was as though Morgan enjoyed denying her even the possibility of continuing her own family line.
"Greetings Tyrus, my name is Eloise Kendall...most call me Ellie nowadays. My men, my sister and I came from a small island off the coast, drought and fire has made the land no longer able to sustain even the most basic of life. Our father was burned trying to save the last of our food stores, the wounds became infected and we lost him almost halfway through the journey. My own mother died long ago and Morgan's mother was lost to madness after she threw herself off a cliff." She explained solemnly, her expression going slightly distant for the briefest of moments before she returned to the discussion at hand.
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Tyrus Sephiran
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Aug 2, 2015 11:21:47 GMT -8
"Hmm, tragic." Tyrus looks to Ildesias for confirmation, "I haven't heard the assembly make any specific laws on marriage to my knowledge? We don't have nobility, there are government officials like myself and our elected leader, but other than that we are all common men."
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Aug 2, 2015 15:04:15 GMT -8
"They will need an officer of some kind. We are short-supplied on officers as it is and according to our military doctrine, you are bringing with you nearly three companies of men. We don't have the logistics in place yet to spare three of our own to lead them and since you are already something of an interim commander, we have no choice but to make you their captain if you plan to dedicate yourself to the armed forces," Ildesias spoke, resuming the beat of his fingertips.
"Your men can rest for the evening though, if they wish. Still, I would like them to move out to the camp as soon as possible. We are, after all, at war, and there's no telling at what point our enemy might strike out at us. We don't need your soldiers here in the citadel though, since we have several thousand men in reserve here who act as both law enforcers, refugee aid and the citadel defence force."
"Another issue is housing. We are quickly running out of space with which to house such a number of extra mouths, so moving them to the front-line is the most sensible strategy right now. Over time, your men will be supplied and replenished with numbers of recruits from other areas. The camp itself is not far and eventually it will serve as part of the outer walls of the city itself. You surely noticed the thousands of homes and other construction sites on your way in?"
He let Tyrus explain marriage, since there wasn't much more to say on the subject.
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Tyrus Sephiran
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 142
Age: 42
Physical Description: Blonde, wavy, medium-length hair which is usually tied back in a ponytail with a blue ribbon.
Light blue eyes
6'1"
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a dark blue jacket with shoulder pads over a white dress shirt, black pants, brown leather boots, black gloves, pendant around his neck
Carries a rapier with him along with a defender dagger
6 golden orbs of elven origin with swirls etched into them, given to him by an adventurer years ago that wanted to sell them. At the start of each swirl was a large gem, each orb having its own color. Red, blue, black, green, white, and orange.
Player's online availability : Every Day, noon to 2am eastern us time
Registered: Jun 1, 2015 12:16:03 GMT -8
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Post by Tyrus Sephiran on Aug 5, 2015 17:11:25 GMT -8
"Right, so there shouldn't be a problem with you finding someone to marry, Miss Kendall. Just have to find that someone." Tyrus smiles then mentions to Ildesias another matter that he was here for, "Lord Ildesias, what shall we do with the prisoner in the dungeon? They seem willing to offer us information, she cannot return home according to her."
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Post by Ildesias Xen Torsal on Aug 5, 2015 19:10:44 GMT -8
"Ah yes, I was meaning to speak to the prisoner," he told Tyrus, before standing and bowing slightly to Eloise. "I apologize, but I have other matters to attend to. I hope my answers have been sufficiently helpful, but if not, Tyrus here should be able to aid you with other matters of administration. Make sure they get a meal, friend. I'm sure the road was harsh."
With that said and done, Ildesias turned and left for the citadel dungeon.
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