|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 7:31 pm
Giles opened the door to find a strange lady. She look as though she could have been from the south in the nation of Spain or in the area around that. "May I inquire what purpose you have here?"
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 7:35 pm
She had a very slight accent as she spoke "I have come inquiring after the owners of this estate, as I am curious and most unfortunatly am not able to leave a mark or a card behind after myself. Are they in? Or do you know of a more convient time that I could call?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 7:39 pm
He looked her over, "The Master is home. Would you like me to give word to him of your visit?"
While Giles talked with her Fortune had already gone to the library, lightly rapping on the door, "M'lord, you have a guest." "Who is it?" a voice echoed from inside. "I know not, someone new, but from the looks of it she is from the southern regions." Opening the door Quin put on his best face, he had gained all composure and was starting to feel back to his usual self, "Well then, perhaps we shall have to see her in then."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 7:46 pm
After being showed in, she took a quiet moment to admire how everything looked. She should have done as he had, brought her servants and trappings with her, but her fierce streak of independence had rejected her family's influence to the point of stupidity on her part. Chantico waited.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 7:49 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 7:55 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 7:58 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 8:01 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 8:04 pm
((To keep this simple, I'll continue in english for the sake of others.)) "A traveler, most interesting, so you just decided to walk up to my home. Where do you come from and what is your name young one." He paced across the room, motioning for her to sit. Sitting in a chair across from a couch he looked to where she was, another factor to consider.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 8:08 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 8:10 pm
"Oh, then how old are you M'lady? Please sit." Calling for some wine he pour two glasses. "As to who I am," he took a drink," I would be Quintilius de Montreve, de Marquis Montreve. If you would like to know more you need but ask, I just may answer."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 8:13 pm
"Exactly two decades, good sir." Montreve...Montreve....Montreve...."Ah, I remeber there was small talk about your family and even yourself in our court. Impressive considering it was two different kingdoms." She took the wine.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 8:16 pm
"Ahh, my failed venture must have carried word far because bad news carries farther then good and is worth twice as much to the right people. As to your age, think not we are same, I hold years over you in four to be exact." Sipping his drink, "You still haven't said where you come from."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 8:21 pm
"Barcellona, Spain," she told him once more "Four years, yes, that's world's apart I see. We heard not so much of your failed venture- it is common enough these days, or at least when I was there." Chantico did not want to appear unseemly and did not press it
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 8:25 pm
"I can not profess to have any great knowlege of your nation, so please except my apology." The fact that she had heard of him and not of his failure piked his interest, "Then what pray tell have you heard of the Montreve's?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
