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Local Lord ID: aHqtZFrw/qst/6256761#6276814
7/19/2025, 4:59:10 AM
>>6276260
Wise choice messire, it is always better not to appear dangerous.

>>6276568
Nice roll good sir, it is a critical roll I guess.

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You decided to answer cleverly, telling the brave count.

-I am not learned enough into Indian culture to recognize all of this, but I must admit that it looks impressive. I would be curious to see what these old elven residences are your excellency.

He looked at you and your innocent face, and smiled while shaking his head subtly.

-Hah, you are clever as a fox lord de Villeroi. Wise as an old oak. But if you like elven architecture so much, you should visit my mansion in the hills.

-Is it ancient ?

-No, nothing in this city is, it is a shallow parody of elven and human life. A disgusting hybrid. People here try to build impressively to compensate for the lack of history.

-Like some burghers and merchants so.

-Burghers ? Merchants ? I was thinking dwarves, but yes, we can agree on that. New money has poor taste. My family's home deep in the coast of the Imperial Corelands is something out of legends, but here, no, it is a small country house, with all that is needed, balconies, ballustrade, a magical fountain, even an aviary to keep my sweet sister's giant eagle. The beast has the appetite of a true griffon and the number of feathers that it leaves is absurd, but seeing the smile on my sister's face when she flies on it can warm even my drunken heart.

You turned towards him, surprised.

-Pardon me, your excellency, but have you just said, flying on it ? Not flying it ?

-On it of course. It is a giant eagle, not the simple beast. It is an intelligent beast, she had to convince him to live with her when she is here, she owns a necklace of animal talking.

-She can talk to animals ?

-Because of the enchanted necklace yes. I could, or you could too if you put it on.

You imagined a conversation with your wise Pâquerette, your palfrey, and shook your head at the absurdity of it. You wondered about what the old beast would complain. You then were taken by the nostalgy, not of beasts, but of sisters and asked.

-Is your sister the eldest ?

-Her ? No... She is my youngest, we have more or less three millennia of difference. A romantical evening of our parents, and some spiced wine had them behaving like young lovebirds again for a few decades, and she was born. She is a kind heart and she helped me many times, you have some siblings too.

-Many, and among them a little sister. Even if we do not have the same age gap than you and yours, and that she prefers falconry to riding the falcon, if I may say.