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"Lord Hanuvh! Oh no. My parents don't know I'm here. They think I'm out with this girl I'm trying to woo... well... she's upstairs." He blushed. "So I'm not lying, really."

Jay's words about the swan caused his eyes to widen. He leaned on the banister, his attention completely on the ranger.

"Really? You've... you've heard a swan song? It's real? They really do sing? Wow..." He took a breath. "I was younger. Didn't think that strangling it would kind of defeat the purpose. Bruised my legs up though with its wings trying to get away. I had nightmares for months about that. Maybe that's why I'm here, I-"

His chatter is cut short by a voice booming from the lit room.

"QUIT YOUR TALKING AND GET IN HERE, BOY!"

And the youth turned white and bolted for the meeting room.

-Upon hearing the knock on the door Roman slowly slinked as he sat properly in his chair as he picked up a book off the table to play read it as he carefully watched Micheal with a slight grin as to his night might not be so boring now.-

"It is just me," Volpone answered calmly as he waited on the other side of the door, back a few feet, still dressed in cloak and hat at the door which signified he must have just gotten back from escorting RJ instead of stopping by his own room.

"Not at all," the man replied smoothly.

He was older, his hair gray and thinning, but his posture and mannerisms were immpecable. He wore fine clothing, as did the other three - two women, one man, that sat near him. The room was well lit and covered in warm reds and other colors that spoke of passion and emotion. It, out of all the rooms, had been kept well. A little to the side was a small knot of youths, all around the same age as Jay's greeter, six in all. It was a very obvious divide. The rich and powerful controlled the group and their budding recruits were the commoners, who wouldn't have any better opportunity to advance socially than this. They regarded the ranger with curiosity while the four nobles seemed devoid of expression.

"Please, come in and sit. You have the look of one that has traveled far - and this close to the night when the bonds of the world are loosed? Perhaps you are a messenger from another sect... tell us your name, my lady."

The female ranger shook her head with a polite smile. "Traveler would be correct, though it has been some time since I've forgone being addressed a lady. Galanmion would be the name," she said as she swept her hand around her front and took a bow before the gentleman addressing her. "Lady Isley sends her greetings and a gift."

After straightening, she tucked her hand into a belt pouch and held out what looked to be a white handkerchief folded in her palm, its uneven surface hinted that at something tiny beneath the lacy wrapping.

-Roman just turned the page again in his book-
"Well isn't that cute."
-Romand said with a smirk pretending he is actually reading the book but instead actuality mocking Volpone.-

To Roman, the ranger mentor only nodded, acknowledging his presence before addressing Micheal. "Thank you, but no, De'Court. I'll be fine. Unless you hear otherwise, from here it's just a waiting game."

He brushed off his hat before setting on a nearby table, his hand still resting on top of it as he continued. "As thought, we parted a ways before her actual destination. I have an idea of what part of town she headed to on foot from there, but I'm afraid you'll be the only one to know the specific location beforehand."

Lord Hanuvh's nodded at the newcomer, momentarily neglecting the ranger.

"Traveling is difficult this time of year," he replied mildly, seemingly undisturbed by the sudden arrival of two new people, "Please. Make yourself at home. I hope you heard our newcomer's introduction... Galanmion from Lady Isley. Quite a surprise."

His voice remained mild throughout, but at the mention of Lady Isley one of the women at his side almost lept from her chair, stretching out her hand.

"Oh, give it here!" she said, "It's been too long!"

Lord Hanuvh merely smiled and gave the ranger a slight nod to allow the woman to take the token.