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Karl had continued to listen as the women spoke of her own nation, getting a clearer picture of why Karl hadn't heard of the place to begin with. It was a slight surprise when the women decided to seek out his brother, though Karl didn't do much to stop her. As Azlat departed, Karl gave a...

“Lord Nicolin Gifford, of House Gifford.” A voice interjected into the conversation, causing Karl and Zufar to turn their heads at the source. “That was a course of action that I distinctly advised against, considering there were other, less hazardous options for creating a big distraction.”...

"Perhaps." Perhaps that just highlighted the differences in priority for the two. On one hand, the Head of the Bochanan, thinking much of the beauty of this world, of stars and the moon. On the other, Otto of the Confederation, thinking too much of the potential assassins and ambushes perhaps...

"Thank you..." The Count nodded, as he took the glass into his hand, before raising it to his nose to take a sniff. Any casual observer might have thought he was simply taking a whiff at the goods on offer, but for the likes of Otto...it was more habit then indulgence, a necessary step to test...

"Plain is just fine..." Otto said, not even looking up at the servant, instead moving his hand up to, resting his face between his thumb and index finger. It was only when the servant had given him the tea, did he glance up for a moment, speaking a quiet yet somehow stern "...thank you." The...

"Funny...I thought laughter was the best medicine of the soul..." Rather odd advice coming from the Count and his stiffed faced expression. The truth of the matter was, most people within the realm had realized that their sovereign didn't seem to exhibit the ability to smile...

"There is no need for compensation; I have more then enough to be content with..." The Arch-Count didn't see much point in the compensation, he was one sovereign teaching another...not that he cared, but it might have sent the wrong message in some circles. And the truth of the matter would have...

An eyebrow raised, the Count watched as the secound women hurried to exit the scene. He must of interrupted somthing important, a conversation about children? Perhaps it was about their children, somthing that wasn't lost on him when he had last spoken to the head of the household. Something...

"Whatever it is...it has been working to the advantage of whomever is behind this..." The Arch-Count grunted, shifting in the saddle of his stead, even as the black-maned mount himself gave an equally indifferent nigh. "...we've seen weather transformation before in our lands...a few months...

“Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.” ― C.S. Lewis The secound night of the Bochanan social gather...it could be said to be quite troublesome for a man such as the Count. Having to be away from his realm at all meant that there could be more work being piled onto...

The Count simple grunted at the question, nodding his head even if his expression remained stone cold, maintaining his riding posture as he quietly looked ahead. They would have a moment to have this conversation when they arrived at the city prescient. Otto would continue to listen to the...

"You ready for this?" "..." "Heh, I'm going to take that as a yes....I must say, it's been quite the long time since I've been to a formal get-together. I hear these Easterners don't quite hold up in the party department when compared to how we do it in the West." "Trust when I say your not...

"You have permission to collect whatever is relevant to this investigation..." Otto said, as he turned to face the Arch-Mage, looking at her with the same gaze as he gave his soldiers. "...just make sure it is documented properly with one of my aides...for court proceedings, or future...

The two men glanced at each other, before the nodding to the Arch-Mage One of them would excused himself momentarily, as he peered into the hallway to whisper a few words to the Captain. Some shuffling outside seemed to indicate movement, as before long Conrad himself poked his head into the...

"Very well then, ..." The Count said, retrieving his quill and parchments from the two individuals. It might have not meant as much to some, but it certainly would have meant somthing to a legal preceding...insurance, you never truly know." "Before you leave, there will be one more thing you...