(( Closed RP, ask by PM if you can join ( if you want too ). And, the RP was restarted because some posts made it FUBAR. ))
Liam sits in his armchair by the fireplace in the Seahorse with a bunch of papers in the chair next to him.. His eyes reads trough the lines of what seems like endless writing. He looks behind him to the door with a longing look in his eyes, almost as if he wished that someone would come and rescue him from his torture. With a deep sigh he puts down the documents on the other ones, and slowly walks to the little table on which a bottle of wine and a few glasses stands. He fills up a glass for himself, takes it and walks to the window still limping from the accident with the Lich. He looks out and sees if he can recognize any contours in the dark night...
As he gazes at the glass, looking has his vague reflection he mumbles to himself "If it only was more easy.. I am sure I want it... but how am I supposed to presuade Julius? .. Perhabs.... mh..." and he turns towards the chain again looking at the papers waiting for him. He nods once to himself, and walks over to the table where the bottles of wine stand and takes his cane. he glances to the papers again, but shrugs a little and walks out into the strees, carefully closing the door after him, and slowly walks towards the library, the cane making a distinct "Tock"-sound every time it hits the stones of the street.
Lairia looked up, her green dress hided tonight by a fine, black cloak with hood, covering most of her features as well. There were too many orcs and other vermin around in Bane's nightly streets.
One single streak of her silky red hair fell out of the hood, and shone in the light of a torch carried by a passing peasant.
Just as she turned her head, the golden light produced some more sparkles, and then she saw Liam. A broad smile appeared on her lips, as she came nearer, and threw back her hood.
Liam smiles tiredly, as the light of the torches flicker on his pale face. "Good Evening, madam.. How delighting it is to see you on such a depressingly dark night.." he says and slowly a soft grin appears on his face. He steps up a bit closer to her. "Tock..Tock..Tock..". With a questioning gaze he looks into her eyes "How are you? A lady like yourself shouldn't be out alone in the streets at this hour..." he says in a low voice, and brings the cane closer to his side, unintentionally the blade of the longsword hits against the oak wood and gives a soft "Clang!" as he leans on it.
Her smile is cooly for the outstander, but her warm eyes, sapphire as ever, tell something different as she replies:
"I can look after myself, Chancellor."
She then tilts her head, throwing back her hood, and blinks towards him, reassuring herself that no one pays any attention to them standing in front of the Library.
"It is a pleasure to meet you again, Sir, I hope you are alright? You still need to walk with that stick, I see..."
She pauses, seemingly not knowing what to do, before she finally says:
"I am getting cold, how about going inside somewhere and have a drink?"
He grins a bit and nods "Fine..to the Seahorse it is.. And no, I don't really need to use the cane, but I like it.".
He turns around slowly, still glancing to her "Yes.. I am very well, thank you. And yourself?" and he offers her his elbow with a bit of a questioning look. "Did you hear Roy was poisoned?" he asks..
"I am fine at the moment, thank you, a bit cold, but fine... Fortunatelly, the fish seem to bite with more pleasure these days, it is a good fishing season. You know I enjoy sitting near the water?"
Her eyes darken with anxiety, but only for a second, as he mentions her nephew. "Roy? No, I did not... is he alright?"
Giving him her arm, and being led towards the Inn, she listens to what he has to say about her brother's son.
). And, the RP was restarted because some posts made it FUBAR. ))
