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Maximillian	Jul 28 2008, 03:34 PM
Grand Duke of Nautilla Posts: 200 Group: Co-Admin Member #8 Joined: June 8, 2008	"I would verily doubt that Master Giggles," Maximillian turning his attention towards the Apprahead. "Not on my ship, she's as steady as the four winds herself even through a dark dense lightning storm she handles like a beauty. You can ask my crew that. We adventurers oft do not care for race, creed or color. Why two of your kindred, Appraheads like yourself, work in the ship, so that largely gives you a rough estimate of the ship. Well, its not exactly a ship, you see - she's more of a fortress or a castle on the air. And I wager if you get sick with her, I pay for your travel expenses." Maximillian punctuated the last words with a small laughter which made him look even more drunk. Acting drunk and getting drunk, were after all two things. That he learned ever so closely when he was still a robust lad of 13 when he was schooled by one of his uncles - a thespian traveler. Then he turned his drunken attention towards the woman. "Politics is best left to bureaucrats. Personally I dislike politics. It gets me bored so quickly as watching the grass grow in my garden. Politics, schmolitics... I dare say its rather a barbaric recourse of all creatures to resort to native imperturbability. Its long, its tedious and its damn well boring. Politics is for children." "Tea? Good heavens has he gone mad! A thousand summers and ten years ago he would not dare touch a drop, even if I offered it in a gilded cup. This is grave news indeed if the Archmagi now has resorted to tea! Many times I chided him and urged him to take a cup in our youth but he refused, and this news you bring of tea drinking is very grave indeed!" Maximillian shockingly blurted out at the lady's mention of the words Archmagi and tea. He took out a timepiece, this time it was a silver timepiece much smaller that he had taken moments ago. The timepiece however did not possess a face nor symbols, but in its place was just a blank black face which to most people who have seen it would say it was just a wisp of cloud trapped in a small vessel. Which was true of course. Maximillian turned a few knobs and looked at the timepiece. Odd. There are four of them here tonight, five including the horse - but the clock shows a sixth. It was in that time, that Maximillian knew he must get the watch fixed. "Tea! By Jove." "I would surmise that my crew is taking things a little slow tonight. Oh well they should be here in a quite the record time for slowness." Maximillian mumbled as he pocketed the timepiece.


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