16 May 2004 - Tales for the Telling (original) (raw)

lillian_waters @ 01:48 pm: Forgive my eagerness, Lady Nycteris. I'm afraid I'm not very wise. My brother Jonovan often says I'm a castle with lots of pretty windows, but there's no one home inside. That is why I left home, infact. He and my father were discussing border negotiations they were having with a nearby noble. I asked if I could a look at the paper work to offer my opinion about the matters. My father laughed at me and told me to go mind the roses in the garden. I collect a journal, my cape, and my horse, and told them I was leaving to go on an adventure. They continued to laugh at me as I rode out the castle portcullis. I'm certain they thought I would be home in a day to reclaim my canopy bed. I have traveled for six weeks, however, but I have yet to discover any adventure. My apologies, Lady Nycteris, I do not wish to lay my cares upon your sholders. It seems you have enough troubles of your own. I would be quite happy to stay at your inn. It is the only inn I have come across not full of drunkard farmers making comments about my rear as I pass. How much gold for a room, My
Lady?"

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