Mar 21, 2014
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Korgul inclined his head slightly, setting his tankard down.
"Amaranthea. As always, a pleasure to see you."
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ladyamaranthea started following you
Korgul inclined his head slightly, setting his tankard down.
"Amaranthea. As always, a pleasure to see you."
An Unexpected Visitor [Gelebor|Amaranthea]
Where did one even begin to explain that a final goodbye was not so final, after all? The ancient Knight-Paladin furrowed his brow contemplatively as he strode towards the address he had been given, the lined features of age heavily accentuated by his discontentment. Much troubled him, still, regarding that which had occurred, though he remained determined to do what was just. If Auri-El had been compassionate enough to grant him the chance to correct the transgressions of his involuntarily executed wrongs in person, then certainly, that precious gift would not go to waste. Despite knowing that, it still felt so very foreign, wrong, even, to be located so far from that which he had sworn to protect with his life. He shook his head. He should not doubt, so. The Wayshrines lay in the safe and capable hands of his Paladins and his patron Aedra. All would be well, so long as the bounds of his faith remained resolute. After a brief conversational exchange, Gelebor gave an amiable nod towards the guards of the establishment as he entered the premises. His head remained submissively bowed as he glanced about, pale blue irises glinting with a vitreous tint of worry. The cards had been dealt, and this was how they had fallen for him; simply, all he could do was make the best of what he had been given. Cradling an elegant and meticulously put together posy of softly luminescent Gleamblossom within the crook of his arm, the aging Snow Elf could only hope that forgiveness might yet present itself to him, when Amaranthea chose to show her hand.
ladyamaranthea:
Is something the matter...?
Merely trivial matters that pale in the light of such sublime company, dear Ama. You need not concern yourself.
ladyamaranthea replied to your post: Gelebor… what is this I am hearing about?
If it involves you holding something to secrecy, I believe I have every right to be concerned…
I am, by trade, a priest. It is by my title that I must be able to keep personal matters confidential.That includes matters of my own doing, especially when they are to do with Chantry affairs. Perhaps it would have been better had I not mentioned it at all.
A Close Shave and a Haircut [Amaranthea|Shey]
Breaking into the Bordello was very difficult. Which, hats off to Soindaale, it was supposed to be, but that didn't make the Imperial any more pleased. It was at least a bonus that Sontaire had difficulty communicating 'was good, now bad' to the guard dogs without Shey actually being present. Not that they liked her very much as it was.
So, scaling the outside seemed like the best option (it was always the best option). For some reason, those in the bordello tended to keep their windows unlocked. Amaranthea was among them.
She had not expected, however, the unfamiliar dog. "Ama! Hi! Help!" Shey was perched precariously on the windowsill while the dog barked and snarled at her, fur raised. She'd never seen this one before and that was a problem. "Please?"
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Hello, there, beautiful lady. I believe you are just the womer I was looking for.
I'm in the business of getting my friends drunk so they'll tell me things they never would otherwise.
ladyamaranthea started following you
Oh! I-- Hello there! You're quite... tall. I--
...Can I help you?