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Maximillian	Jul 25 2008, 03:45 PM
Grand Duke of Nautilla Posts: 200 Group: Co-Admin Member #8 Joined: June 8, 2008	((ooc: i've read it carefully... i merely added a few literary gambles and license... max's drunk.. sorry though, was typing through cell phone last night)) "Oh tis would seem then that I have imbibed too much drink, if a saddle upon your steed my eyes hath seen," Maximillian taking another silver flask from his coat and opening it released a small whiff of a much stronger alcohol. He poured a healthy amount unto the Apprahead's mug and his. "After all I know not much of horses, much as I know about gears and wheels. Also, I think mine eyes, are fleeting with images of which I would have imagined, after all I just regained my consciousness. So I ask upon thee and thine steed, a most abject of apologies." Maximillian was a well traveled man and even the simplest things did not evade his senses. There was a lot you can learn from gestures, clothing and even smell. Even the skin color and customs oft escape from the most adamant of people. This girl, this woman who now joined the merry little campfire even though she wished she was invisible, hinted her origins in the most smallest of ways. Take for example the clothes she wore, Ethrean weave consisted of three to four threads as opposed to the Istrian six threads and the Nautillian ten. A trained eye of a traveler Maximillian has honed over the years and even a stronger nose. The herbs were from the south. Even a lowly conjurer with a little knowledge of herb lore could guess the herbs and plants whose scent mingled so lightly in the air. One only need listen to the whisper, smell the air and view the situation - while acting the part of a fool. T'was also a good thing to keep timepieces. "I'm sorry, I presumed wrong then. I was inquiring for he is but an old acquaintance and a good friend to keep. You see my friend here Master Giggles are going on a trip myself, isn't that right young Master? And I thought that you were from Ethreas, perhaps we can get news of the Archmagi's well being. Maybe even introduce my young friend here to the ruddy bastard." continued the Nautillian appearing even more drunk and bespirited as a few words slurred through the night air, "Even simple folks I reckon would know of the Archmage's well being, seeing that his fame precedes his reputation. That's what the bastard deserves to... good God what fun we had back in our days of youth. That was of course when he was well traveled as I am, but he has chosen to grow roots instead of not gathering fanglefern moss."


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