Tyan Masines clears his throat. "Mara."
Tyan Masines says: Thank you, Beror.
Mara Belmore says: Least he understands now.
Tyan Masines says: I aknowledge my handwriting can be bad if I do things swiftly..
Mara Belmore 's smile widens and it seems as if shes about to chuckle.
Tyan Masines nods to the dwarf with a light grin.
Tyan Masines says: Well then.
Mara Belmore says: Count yourself blessed that you can read and write.  Many cannot.
Tyan Masines says: Oh, I do.
Tyan Masines says: Best thing I've ever learned, actually.
Mara Belmore says: I would agree on that for myself as well.  Though the learning was, interesting.
Tyan Masines says: The learning, or the teacher?
Mara Belmore says: Hm.  Yes.
Tyan Masines smirks a bit.
Tyan Masines says: Well, you learned it.
Mara Belmore says: I learn most things I put my mind to, and quickly in most cases.
Tyan Masines says: I did so in a monastery. I am sure our two stories of learning the letters are quite different.
Mara Belmore says: You would be correct in that.
Tyan Masines says: Because you're smart. We both know that by now.
Mara Belmore says: One of my better qualities I would say.
Tyan Masines says: I had expected a bit more euphoria when seeing your noble 'hero' again.
Tyan Masines smirks.
Tyan Masines says: One of your better qualities, hm? Name one of the worse.
Mara Belmore says: I beg your pardon noble ser, seems I forgot to swoon.  Shall I do it now?  If it please you?
Ruzusss wags his tail.
Mirarie Bragolin takes notes.
Mara Belmore bats her lashes and actually manages to sound like she's taking her own words seriously.
Tyan Masines says: It would my fair Lady, alas what my heart really longs for is if thou would allow me another kiss.
Tyan Masines says: The shame of asking is almost unbearable.
Mara Belmore says: Far be it for me to cause a noble as yourself any shame ser, I will allow it.
Mara Belmore smirks her jade eyes dancing with held back laughter
Tyan Masines says: My Lady, you are as gentle as you are fair.
Grakamesh says: Mes feel like dancin', dancin', even if mes find sumding bedduh to do.
Tyan Masines stands in front of her with a grin, takes one of her hands in his, and leans forward to give her a kiss, with a good portion of amusement in his gaze; and surely for the entertainment of Beror and Evera.
Mara Belmore returns the kiss with an equal press of lips, not drawing it into any further heat, seeming well aware of their audience.
Tyan Masines whispers: Think I'm addicted yet?
Tyan Masines pulls back with a smirk, and holds one of his arms out so she may hook up with it.
Evera says: I can take you to interesting places.
Tyan Masines says: Me too.
Beror Oakaxe says: All clear.
Mara Belmore smirks slightly, then chuckles, slipping hear arm into his.
Mara Belmore says: *her
Tyan Masines says: A tour then. Through Cadomyr, greatest city that ever was or will be.
Tyan Masines says: You already know most of it, so..
Mara Belmore says: Does the propaganda come free with the tour or do I have to pay extra for it.
Mara Belmore winks at him.
Tyan Masines says: You do not have to pay at all.
Robertus says: She will be impressed, I just hope the Queen will never need her grave.
Mara Belmore says: Even better.
Tyan Masines says: Ever been to the Palace?
Mara Belmore says: Twice, once with you actually.
Tyan Masines says: I should have known.
Tyan Masines says: Ah.
Tyan Masines says: Ever seen 'this' statue?
Mara Belmore says: I've passed it.
Mara Belmore says: Never really studied it.
Tyan Masines says: It holds our laws.
Mara Belmore says: Oh.
Tyan Masines says: It resembles King Reginald. Father of Her Majesty.
Gerry Deloid looks around briefly and scratches his bum.
Mara Belmore says: Hm.
Tyan Masines says: She has his temper, but is more modest. When he ruled, Cadomyr had constant public burnings and beheadings.
Tyan Masines says: So let's see..
Mara Belmore studies the statue looking over the laws.
Tyan Masines says: Faith and Obedience..
Tyan Masines says: Pretty clear.
Tyan Masines says: Three. Honor.
Tyan Masines says: Every person in Cadomyr may defend his or her honor as seen fit.
Tyan Masines says: Four is interesting. Lineage.
Tyan Masines says: Your birth matters more than - anything.
Tyan Masines grins a bit.
Mara Belmore nods and actually pulls out a slip of paper writing notes.
Mara Belmore says: Oh, well isn't that nice to know.
Tyan Masines says: Truth, oh well, truth again.
Mara Belmore smirks
Tyan Masines whispers: It is never too late to transcent ones fate..
Tyan Masines says something quietly, but then continues.
Tyan Masines says: I interpret this one like.. keep your word.
Tyan Masines says: So people will trust it.
Mara Belmore writes down the words "know your place" with a slight shake of her head then moves on to truth.
Mara Belmore says: It does help.
Mara Belmore smiles to the side.
Tyan Masines grins a little. "I hear many a people in many a town get told 'these' words lately."
Tyan Masines says: Know your place.
Tyan Masines says: There, Justice!
Tyan Masines says: Offer friendship freely, but do not spare your enemy the sword!
Tyan Masines chuckles.
Mara Belmore says: Seems to be an epidemic yes.
Mara Belmore says: Those words too.  Hearing that a lot also.
Tyan Masines says: Pretty basic stuff.
Tyan Masines says: Courage. No need to explain that.
Tyan Masines says: Patriarchy. And a horribly formulated sentence.
Mara Belmore underlines the words "never retreat, never surrender"
Tyan Masines says: Obey bla bla blah, 'but NEVER your son'.
Mara Belmore says: Ah.  My favorite Albiarian law.
Tyan Masines says: What nonsense.
Tyan Masines says: Obey your husband.
Tyan Masines says: But 'never' your son.
Mara Belmore says: *Albarian?... (*shrug*))
Tyan Masines whispers: ((yeah without the first i))
Tyan Masines says: Now, Nein again, I mean nine.
Tyan Masines says: Property.
Mara Belmore says: Well, you know, if you did everything that say a... seven year old son told you, you'd be up to your ears in cakes no wouldn't you.
Tyan Masines says: I sometimes wonder if that wouldn't suit us better than staring at each other with drawn steel.
Tyan Masines says: *in hand
Tyan Masines says: Women would be the property of their husbands too, by the way. Poor Josephine..
Mara Belmore says: Crop, dog /or/ man.  What if I have one of each?.. Ah yes, that's right.
Tyan Masines says: If I was to get married, I'd likely do it at a different altar.
Tyan Masines says: They mean and..
Mara Belmore says: Hm.
Tyan Masines says: A metaphor for anything, I guess.
Tyan Masines says: Your property is protected.
Tyan Masines says: By law.
Mara Belmore says: Or a hint at allowing slavery.  Hard to say.
Tyan Masines says: Ten. Responsibility. Mind what you do.
Tyan Masines says: Oh, slaveryis allowed here.
Tyan Masines says: The slave market is simply deserted.. and nobody has yet released enough funds or material or effort to take it back into action..
Gerry Deloid scratches his head.
Mara Belmore says: ((brb))
Tyan Masines lifts his shoulders slightly.
Mara Belmore presses her lips togeather taking a slow breath, rolls her head from one shoulder to the other then nods after a moment.
Tyan Masines watches her gesture calmly, with a light smile on his lips.
Mara Belmore says: So, are there any unwritten laws?  And what of court protocol?
Tyan Masines says: Her Majesty has agreed to an Infirmary, to a proper training area with a bathhouse maybe, to further rooms I will not speak of right now, and all before the completion of her grave.
Tyan Masines says: We wont see slavery in some time.
Tyan Masines says: Yes, come.
Tyan Masines says: Cadomyr, most faithful. Last read, but important. Only the last two pages matter here.
Tyan Masines takes it from the shelve and opens it. "Let's see."
Tyan Masines reads.
Mara Belmore glances at the bookshelf, eyes running over the titles with some interest.
Tyan Masines says: Soldiers, if the offender is a lower rank than you, arrest them and bring them before the Queen for judgment.
Tyan Masines follows her gaze for a moment. "The other texts are biased. I have witnessed the same about Cadomyr in the other cities."
Tyan Masines reads on. "If the offender is of the same rank.. bla blah, duel before the gods possible. If he is of higher rank, lay low and ask for a private audience with the Queen.
Tyan Masines closes the book and places it back in the shelve.
Tyan Masines says: Guests are treated well, of course, but hold no rank at all, and thusly can be commanded by inhabitants of some rank at all times.
Tyan Masines says: Most.. simply don't get that.
Tyan Masines says: Her Grace would of course scold an inhabitant for giving strange or unjust commands..
Tyan Masines shrugs a bit.
Mara Belmore says: Does she do a lot of 'scolding'
Tyan Masines says: Only when it's me.
Tyan Masines broadly grins.
Tyan Masines says: Alright, how to approach her.
Mara Belmore chuckles.
Tyan Masines places a hand on her shoulder shortly, motioning her to follow.
Tyan Masines says: No no but she likes to shout.
Tyan Masines says: This is where I usually fill in guests.
Tyan Masines smirks a little. "Show me a curtsy."
Mara Belmore chuckles and uses her 'imaginary
Mara Belmore *"imaginary" skirt to delivery a masterful curtsy.  Clearly she's done this before.
Tyan Masines says: I had expected nothing else..
Tyan Masines says: Just wanted to see it..
Tyan Masines smiles apologeticly.
Tyan Masines says: *apologetically
Mara Belmore says: Sure.
Tyan Masines says: But you will have to do it.
Tyan Masines says: And then, greet the Queen in some way. "Your Majesty" would be enough, but you can add something if you like. Something polite.
Tyan Masines says: If the inhabitants at the audience mind their manners, you would be announced.
Tyan Masines says: And then Her Majesty would decide whether you may attend.
Tyan Masines says: Guests and persons with the rank lower than Knight are not to speak until spoken to.
Mara Belmore says: Right of course.
Tyan Masines says: But the Queen might address you, or call you befor her, in which case you'd stand, step in front of her, courtsy again and so on.
Tyan Masines whispers: And you will have to endure the casual insults.
Mara Belmore says: Alright, fairly standard court protocol.
Mara Belmore smirks lightly
Tyan Masines whispers: I wouldn't be surprised to hear something like 'what is this girl from Galmair doing here?'
Mara Belmore whispers: looking forward to it.
Tyan Masines says: Yes. Nothing special.
Tyan Masines says: Only special thing is the unwritten law that sometimes is used.
Tyan Masines says: During trials over citizens of Cadomyr.
Mara Belmore says: Oh?
Tyan Masines says: The 'honor' matters, or rather, how many speak in favor of your honor, and how many against.
Tyan Masines says: Or rather.. how many speak for the accusation and how many in your favor, if you are accused of something.
Mara Belmore says: Ah interesting.
Tyan Masines grins a bit. "Can be very helpful, yes."
Tyan Masines whispers: ((unfortunately we don't have a real court.. if I wa sin charge I'd turn it into the Iron Throne room :D))
Mara Belmore says: And that's in cases of citizens vesus other citizens I would imagine, where title would also play into things?
Tyan Masines says: Well.. any questions?
Tyan Masines says: Yes, it would.
Tyan Masines says: The title is 'very' important in all matters.
Mara Belmore says: So, it could esentially become a 'popularity' contest in those cases.
Tyan Masines says: That's why I encourage everyone around here to be 'knighted' quickly. It is not so hard.
Tyan Masines nods.
Tyan Masines says: Indeed.
Mara Belmore says: Charming.
Tyan Masines says: May I ask why you are suddenly so interested in our court?
Tyan Masines slightly raises a brow. "Or was it only an excuse to pay a visit?"
Mara Belmore chuckles softly, glancing over to the contained river.
Mara Belmore says: I /would/ be a convincing excuse wouldn't it.
Mara Belmore says: *it
Tyan Masines says: Yes, it would almost outplay my suspicion.
Mara Belmore says: Having suspicions about me again?
Mara Belmore glances back from the river to him.
Mara Belmore says: Or rather still perhaps?
Tyan Masines says: What about me?
Tyan Masines says: Am I enjoying your blind trust?
Mara Belmore says: I don't trust anyone blindly, learned better not to.
Tyan Masines says: See. Me too.
Tyan Masines extends his arm again for her to hook up. "Walk with me?"
Mara Belmore says: Alright.
Tyan Masines moves out slowly.
Mara Belmore slips her arm into his and follows.
Tyan Masines whispers: When did you want to attend to an audience?
Mara Belmore whispers: I haven't fully decided if I'm going to.
Tyan Masines whispers: Alone, or for the trial?
Mara Belmore whispers: Yes.
Tyan Masines takes his steps one by one, the night air is mild, there's a distant buzz of insects still, and the palm tress slowly move in the calm breeze.
Tyan Masines whispers: Not to share rumors about Cadomyrian nobles and their moral flaws, I hope.
Mara Belmore whispers: No.  Those with their own moral flaws should not seek to expose others unless they want to be exposed themselves.
Tyan Masines whispers: Wise words.
Tyan Masines whispers: And the plan that has surely corssed your mind is good. But it wont work.
Tyan Masines whispers: *crossed
Mara Belmore whispers: Oh I have plans now?
Mara Belmore smiles to the side at him.
Tyan Masines whispers: Maybe you, maybe others.
Tyan Masines returns the gaze with a light smile.
Tyan Masines whispers: I gave you everything you need.
Mara Belmore whispers: Oh, I wouldn't say /everything/ I need.
Tyan Masines whispers: You have a certain suspicion that would surely rouse the Queen. You know how she scolded me before, because I told you. You also know that should she be unjust to me, the Crimson Order would be likely to be in chaos, or even crumble. And you know the -
Tyan Masines whispers: - Crimson Order is the very essence of Cadomyr. If it falls, Cadomyr falls.
Mara Belmore smirks with a wicked light to her eyes.
Tyan Masines whispers: I took you for clever enough to spot a weak link in a chain, yes. But it wont work.
Tyan Masines whispers: Because it has crossed my mind before it has crossed yours.
Mara Belmore whispers: Come now Tyan, if that were my aim, I'd be looking for flaws in Salathe and S'rrt as well.  That would cause true chaos.
Tyan Masines whispers: Good luck with Salathe.
Tyan Masines smirks.
Mara Belmore whispers: Yes I hear it's easier to find flaws when you've actual /met/ a person.
Tyan Masines whispers: He is flawless, too.
Mara Belmore chuckles lightly glancing up at the palm trees.
Tyan Masines whispers: That's why he is Grandmaster.
Tyan Masines says: Now, my Lady
Mara Belmore whispers: There's no such thing as flawless.
Tyan Masines whispers: Heh.. try him.
Tyan Masines says: I'd invite you to a drink, either in our fine and so very well known tavern, or in my estate, should you wish to examine my bathtub finally.
Mara Belmore says: Normally I would accept your offer, however I'm on medical instruction to not drink for at least a week.  Well.. its six days now.
Tyan Masines says: You could drink water.
Tyan Masines says: What's wrong with you?
Mara Belmore says: My head had a nasty run in with a fountain rim.
Mara Belmore says: Minor concussion.
Tyan Masines says: Did someone shove you?
Mara Belmore says: Threw me would be more accurate.
Tyan Masines says: Why?
Mara Belmore says: Because that's what massive undead do to light weight enemies apparently.
Tyan Masines says: I see.
Tyan Masines says: No beer tasting then, for now.
Mara Belmore says: Mores the pity.
Tyan Masines says: Will you leave again then, or keep me company for a little longer?
Mara Belmore whispers: Lonely?
Mara Belmore smiles softly
Tyan Masines whispers: Simply repeating my invitation.
Tyan Masines whispers: I do have strawberry cake, you know.
Mara Belmore whispers: Mm.  Tempting.
Mara Belmore says: I can stay a while, no major business to attend to.
Tyan Masines says: I could make a funny remark now, but I shall abstain.
Mara Belmore says: Oh?
Tyan Masines says: Nevermind.
Mara Belmore smirks slightly
Tyan Masines says: It would be rude.
Mara Belmore says: Have to be careful with rude comments, they often warrent equal responses.
Tyan Masines says: Maybe that's why I abstained.
Tyan Masines smirks.
Mara Belmore says: Though I am quite curious now.
Tyan Masines says: Good.
Tyan Masines says: Kraex rents this one.
Tyan Masines says: And keeps the doors open at all times.
Tyan Masines says: More coin as far as I'm concerned..
Mara Belmore says: Wow.  Thought he had a cave?
Tyan Masines says: I think it's rather a donation.
Tyan Masines says: And it's for his servant, too.
Mara Belmore says: Ah.   And apparently he leaves the doors open?
Tyan Masines says: And mine. Allows privacy.
Tyan Masines says: A moment, actually.
Mara Belmore peeks in curiously.
Tyan Masines says: Esme!
Tyan Masines says: Very well.
Tyan Masines says: Quite the estate for servants, hm?
Mara Belmore says: Very nice yes.
Tyan Masines says: The shimmering Villa Rosaline.
Tyan Masines smirks.
Mara Belmore says: Aren't you supposed to run in first and stand by the bookrest?
Tyan Masines says: I placed it upstairs. Already told you about the trouble with carying buckets..
Tyan Masines says: It would be too obvious now..
Tyan Masines says: And you know about it.
Mara Belmore smiles her eyes full of mischief.
Tyan Masines nudges her lightly.
Mara Belmore says: Oh of course.
Tyan Masines says: Alright, time to take a look at my precious thing.
Tyan Masines says: Theeere it is.
Tyan Masines points at the tub, which is quite large, but unfortunately lacks the fire and the pipe to the roof.
Tyan Masines says: I had to make a bridge with planks from the wall to my balcony to bring it in. In pieces.
Mara Belmore looks over the tub, as a connoisseur might consider a fine wine.
Mara Belmore says: Yes I can imagine it would be quite the feat.  It's impressive.
Tyan Masines says: Well, want to hop in?
Tyan Masines says: I told Esme to heat the cettle.
Mara Belmore says: Now that I see it how could I possibly refuse?
Tyan Masines collects the papers and letters that lie quite chaotically on the table, and walks over to store them away in a cupboard.
Tyan Masines says: Capital.
Mara Belmore chuckles 
Tyan Masines says: Take a seat.. I'll help Esme prepare the tub.
Mara Belmore settles into a chair at the 'orgy' table, eyes still on the tub.
Tyan Masines says: Or give this a read.. "Emperor Dilcanius and how he reformed Salkamaerian Economy."
Tyan Masines says: Quite good.
Mara Belmore says: A little 'lite' reading hm?
Tyan Masines takes the buckets of steaming water from his servant for the following minutes. The servant girl is young, with blonde hair, a pretty face and a slim body. She does hardly mett anyone's eyes, and also does not seem to ask any questions.
Tyan Masines pours a bucket with a grin. "Yes, perfect for lonely nights."
Mara Belmore has met Esme before, unless this is a new servant.
Mara Belmore chuckles slightly
Mara Belmore says: I've a comment for that, but I'll keep it with yours unspoken.
Tyan Masines thanks her once the tub seems to be filled quite enough.
Tyan Masines says: You may. It is interesting though, Cadomyr does seem  to resemble Salkamar way more than Albar in so many things..
Tyan Masines says: *seems
Tyan Masines holds his elbow into the water. "Well, you're the expert.. but I'd say it is about quite right."
Mara Belmore says: The slavery for example... oh.. Wait.
Tyan Masines says: There is 'no' slavery.
Mara Belmore smiles 
Mara Belmore says: Yes and Galmair citizens are free to move whenever they like.
Tyan Masines says: They may only have to give out handcuffs later.
Tyan Masines says: As punishment.
Mara Belmore stands and slips past him to the bath
Mara Belmore tests the waters temperature with her elbow, nodding.
Tyan Masines says: Did I tell you that I'm going to build a boat?
Tyan Masines sits on the edge of the bed for the moment.
Mara Belmore says: A bit less convenient than my pipe system, but the temperature is good.  You mentioned it.  But I wasn't sure if you were serious.
Tyan Masines says: I am now.
Mara Belmore says: Why now?
Tyan Masines says: I'll do it, you'll see. At the little beach just in fr-
Tyan Masines smirks. "Indeed, why not."
Mara Belmore unfastens her cloak, folding it and placing it on the table behind her.
Tyan Masines says: Aww, I forgot the lute. Might have played a tune, too.
Mara Belmore says: What will you do with it when its done?
Tyan Masines says: Fish.
Mara Belmore removes her boots setting them down by the table.
Tyan Masines says: I'm not thinking about its completion yet though. I rather want it to settle down after a day full of nuisances.
Tyan Masines says: And those are legion around here.
Mara Belmore says: Ah quite the full circle, giving fish dreams of adventure then catching them up.
Tyan Masines says: That's how the places we live in work.
Tyan Masines says: You feed people just enough to have them grow, and not lose their motivation to do so.
Tyan Masines says: And then, you harvest.
Mara Belmore says: Seems to be the case yes.
Mara Belmore says: Gods we sound jaded.
Mara Belmore chuckles abruptly.
Tyan Masines says: Jaded.. yes. And yet here we are, living in those places for a reason.
Mara Belmore shakes her head as she draws her blouse over her head, folding it and placing it on top of her cloak on the table.
Tyan Masines says: It would seem so that most people get what we got. But most people don't. They fall for it, over and over again.
Mara Belmore says: Of course.  If they didn't there wouldn't be room for people like us in the world.
Tyan Masines says: Who are we though, I wonder?
Mara Belmore unlaces her pants, sliding them off her hips, down her legs, stepping out of them, and folding them, placing them on the table before she approaches the tub.
Mara Belmore says: Just two actors who've read ahead in the script a bit further than most perhaps?
Tyan Masines smirks a bit. "That would imply there's a script."
Mara Belmore says: Gods have to do something with their time.
Tyan Masines says: I had not taken you for someone so strongly believing in fate.
Mara Belmore climbs gingerly into to tub, slipping down into the water with a long sigh, closing her eyes a moment.  It seems as if she might not reply but finally she speaks.
Mara Belmore says: I have an interesting view about fate.  Fate is, like a series of street alleys you might choose to follow.  Some are straight, some narrow a crooked, but eventually if you follow certains paths, you run out of choices, perhaps a dead end.  The trick is..
Mara Belmore says: Even with dead ends, often times there's another path, you just have to look creatively for it.
Tyan Masines stands from the edge of the bed, and walks over to the table. He lifts the cover over a plate, which actually revels a few pieces of strawberry cake.
Tyan Masines says: Or carry a ladder around with you.
Mara Belmore says: Ladders get aweful heavy after a while.
Tyan Masines says: But they are helpful with dead ends.. and then again, a path never only goes in only one way.
Tyan Masines says: One can always turn around..
Tyan Masines places the plate on a broader part of the edge of the tub. "I tend to keep my word. I think you said.. 'a bath and a massage while eating stawberry cake'?"
Mara Belmore nods slightly, eyes still closed, submerging down to her collar bone in the water, one leg slightly bent, knee exposed above the waters surface.
Mara Belmore says: You have a good memory.
Tyan Masines says: I know.
Tyan Masines smirks.
Mara Belmore says: One of your better qualities?
Tyan Masines says: One of the few.
Mara Belmore smiles languidly, opening her eyes to gaze at him.
Mara Belmore says: Selling yourself cheeply again?
Tyan Masines tilts his head. "Again?"
Mara Belmore says: You've made disparaging comments about yourself before yes.
Tyan Masines goes to a kneeling position next to the tub, meeting her gaze at the same level.
Tyan Masines says: That must be one of my less good qualities, then.
Mara Belmore says: And at other times your all the ego and pride.  Quite the complicated person, that's also a good quality you know.
Tyan Masines says: Is it?
Tyan Masines says: I must warn you, I am a horrible man.
Mara Belmore says: Makes you hard to read.  Yes and I'm a nice lass with a black heart.. was that how it went?
Tyan Masines nods with a light smirks. "Yes."
Tyan Masines says: *smirk
Tyan Masines says: Would you be awfully peeved if I jumped into that tub as well?
Tyan Masines says: It does look quite inviting.
Mara Belmore smiles nodding, raising her hand up into her hair releasing the chignon the locks have been tied up in, the edges falling into the water.
Mara Belmore says: It's your bath tub, do what you like with it.  I won't stop you.
Tyan Masines says: I too don't like to go where I am not invited.
Tyan Masines says: But, it will be easier to provide that massage, if you want one.
Mara Belmore says: Hm.  Very well.  I extend you this formal invitation to your bathtub.
Tyan Masines stands, and pulls the shirt over his head. He discards it on the bed, and steps into the heels of his boots to get them off.
Mara Belmore says: I won't say no to massages freely offered.
Tyan Masines says: Capital, as you will surely have me expected to say.
Mara Belmore says: Surely.
Mara Belmore plays her right hand through the water, the left resting on the tub edge
Tyan Masines smirks a bit. "I need to come up with a new word soon." He then removes his belt and the trousers, which he discards on the bed like he did with the shirt.
Mara Belmore says: Hm, yes. Something with substance yet easily added into conversation.
Tyan Masines takes another step towards the tub, places one hand on its edge for balance and moves in. Although it is getting crowded now, the size does support two persons comfortably enough.
Tyan Masines exhales obviously content. "Almost like the Oasis."
Mara Belmore moves a leg giving him room to settle down, smiling in the same calm manner she's had since she got in.
Mara Belmore says: Almost.  Water is warmer.  And there isn't a fellow some yards away trying to sell sand, or whatever it was he was up to.
Tyan Masines extends his legs, one next to her at each side, and leans back against the wall of the tub.
Tyan Masines says: Hmm, he digs and so on..
Tyan Masines says: Provides thristy people who are coming through, too.
Tyan Masines says: This would be a good moment to slap me, by the way.
Mara Belmore tilts her head to the left thoughtfully.  Smirks slightly her left foot brushing against his leg as she adjusts its position slightly.
Mara Belmore says: Why would I do that?  Have you done something slap worthy I haven't been informed of?
Tyan Masines says: Good to know.
Tyan Masines says: I was referring to our little 'play' at that fountain.
Tyan Masines winks, and his gaze turns to the surface of the water as her foot brushes along his leg.
Mara Belmore says: I'm saving that slap for a special occation.
Tyan Masines says: That thing again..
Tyan Masines says: I do admit, I was quite smitten with it in that Inn.
Mara Belmore says: I had noticed.
Tyan Masines lightly grins and moves a hand below the water, and runs a finger over her ankle and the lower thigh if she doesn't pull away.
Tyan Masines says: I know. Your surprised gaze gave you away.
Tyan Masines says: Cake?
Mara Belmore does not pull away, though her foot twitches at the touch to her ankle.  She smirks and gives a nod.
Mara Belmore says: It was somewhat surprising, you tend to keep a physical distance with people when in mixed company.
Mara Belmore says: And yes cake.  Always yes to cake.
Mara Belmore chuckles
Tyan Masines chuckles and keeps moving his finger around, giving the ankle some more attention as he notices the twitch. With his free hand, he grabs a piece of cake and playfully moves it towards her mouth.
Tyan Masines says: I had smoked something, so..
Tyan Masines says: Made me quite 'focussed' for a moment.
Mara Belmore twitches her foot again, but still does not pull away, rather brushes her smooth leg against his under the water as she leans forward to accept the bite of cake.
Mara Belmore says: I notices quite a few things myself but it seems I'm mostly proof against such substances, didn't have to deep an effect on me.
Tyan Masines smiles lightly and takes a bite of cake himself after. Leaned forward as he is, he moves his finger upwards at her outer lower and upper thigh.
Tyan Masines says: Did you receive some kind of poison resistance training?
Tyan Masines says: Or is it simply your superior willpower that keeps you from being manipulated by various substancs?
Mara Belmore licks her lips, because of the cake or his fingers progress it is difficult to tell.  She watches him for a moment before replying.
Mara Belmore says: I wouldn't call it poison resistance training in those exact words.  For a period of my life I was drugged a lot, with various substances.  You do develop a tolerance after a time.
Tyan Masines says: I believe I can imagine how that story would go on..
Mara Belmore says: Oh now see. I'd like to hear your version I think.
Tyan Masines says: Well, I would think it was not entirely your choice to be drugged all day?
Mara Belmore smiles mischeviously 
Mara Belmore says: Correct.
Tyan Masines continues the travel of his finger. Once he has reached her pelvis, he moves it upwards slowly, along her side.
Tyan Masines says: I suspect that took place in Gynk..
Tyan Masines says: Albarians usually have other ways to make people do things.
Mara Belmore 's right side has a large bruise on it at rib level, it is yellow, seeming a few days old, healing quickly, otherwise her skin is smooth and unmarred.  She brushes her left foot against his leg again.
Mara Belmore says: It was not in Gynk.  And you are correct about the Albarians yes.
Mara Belmore says: /Many/ other ways.
Tyan Masines frowns lightly at the bruise, and runs his finger around it once, very lightly, before he continues to move it upwards, having almost reaches her armpit now. He spared all parts of her body that might have been more intimate along his way.
Tyan Masines says: So it was in Albar?
Mara Belmore says: No.
Tyan Masines says: Salkamar, then. Where else.
Tyan Masines says: Bad guessing from my side.
Mara Belmore says: And still No.
Tyan Masines tilts his head a bit, and dodges her armpit, running it along her collarbone slowly now. He raises a brow and looks her in the eyes.
Tyan Masines says: Alright. I wont guess it.
Mara Belmore smirks enjoying this 'game', adjusting in the water, sitting up more, so the water level is now just above the swell of her breast, her right foot casually brushing up his leg as she moves.
Mara Belmore says: It was in Ringa, which isn't really a part of any organized empire.  It's the sort of place only certain people know of.
Tyan Masines runs his finger along the side of her neck slowly, over her cheek, and moves on to her lips, where he remains it for a short moment with a smile.
Tyan Masines says: Rrrrringa. Doesn't rrring a bell here. Interesting.
Tyan Masines says: I want to hear more about that place. But a little incursion in between? I have left one of your questions unanswered.
Mara Belmore smiles against his fingertip, her eyes burning with amusement
Tyan Masines smiles as well. "I'll take that as a yes."
Tyan Masines moves his finger onward, away from her lips over her chin. He moves it carefully, slowly, and in a controlled manner, only lightly thouching her skin. He moves it from her chin along her throat.
Tyan Masines says: I recall you asked what gives me an advantage in fights.
Mara Belmore swallows as his finger moves over her throat, her lips still smiling slightly, though her eyes widen as well for the span of a blink.
Tyan Masines 's gaze is full of amusement.
Mara Belmore says: I seem to recall that as well yes.
Tyan Masines says: It's that I do not 'rush' it. It might seem so sometimes, but I don't. I enjoy the tumble with my foe.
Mara Belmore says: Struggling as much for the joy of the stuggle as the outcome?
Tyan Masines continues his way with the finger. He slowly moves it along her sternum, not twitching to the left or right there, but simply runs it down in the middle, slowly towards the surface of the water.
Tyan Masines says: You could say so. I say, most people just go for the obvious right away. But that's not how you do it.
Mara Belmore 's pulse speeds slightly, but she remains otherwise still.  Watching him now with keen interest.
Tyan Masines has his finger under the water now, continuing its way. It is directly between her breasts, but moves down in a straight line.
Tyan Masines says: They jump on the obvious. Many option come up in a fight. Holes in the enemies defence..
Mara Belmore says: Many of them are left there on purpose, to distract.
Tyan Masines says: Even more reason to not fall for them.
Tyan Masines moves it on, having reached her navel now.
Tyan Masines says: You have to do it slowly. Patiently. Gently, even.
Mara Belmore chuckles, smiling wider now.  Drawing her already flat belly further in as if responding to a ticklish sensastion.
Tyan Masines says: The right moment to strike will come eventually.
Tyan Masines says: Where's the fun if you go for the obvious, the most tempting right away?
Mara Belmore says: A very clever approach.  You have to be careful that the moment doesn't pass away completely however.  It's all about timing.
Tyan Masines says: It's like tension, it builds up.. and up and up and up, inside yourself and the foe, and then you can release it.
Mara Belmore says: So its a test of will really.  A battle to see who will give in to the tension first, and make that slip or misstep that finishes everything.
Tyan Masines whispers: *Tyan Masines has reached her secret spot when he finishes his words, and lightly runs his finger in circles around the upmost part of it like he did with her ankle before.
Tyan Masines smiles. "Indeed."
Tyan Masines says: It can be a long yourney. Ponderous at times, but still enjoyable if you are able to enjoy the small things as well.
Mara Belmore whispers: Mara's eyes grow wide gazing across at him steadily, a breath catching just a moment in her throat, before she smiles wickedly, sliding her left foot high up along his inner thigh.
Mara Belmore says: Well, its the small things in life that make all the difference really.
Tyan Masines says: They are.. but if you neglect the small things, so much enjoyment is wasted.
Tyan Masines whispers: *Tyan keeps his eyes fixed on hers, while continuing to move his finger around the 'bean', continuing the patient journey of his finger in this microcosm.
Tyan Masines says: It can be philosophical, too.
Tyan Masines says: Compared to the vast world and the even greater span of time, what are we but small things that will fade in the blink of the eye.
Tyan Masines says: So if anyone claims that little things don't matter.. that person would claim we do not matter as well. I personally like to matter, at least to some degree.
Mara Belmore whispers: *Mara draws her lips togeather in a thoughtful expression, her eyes burning with heat even if her face remains calm.  Her left foot, rests just below his 'coin purse' one toe juggling the coins lightly.
Mara Belmore says: I think it depends on what level you view the world.  To a ruler for example, the small things rarely matter, for their gaze is always on larger matters.  But to those in the middle, there is a unique opertunity, both to enjoy the small things, and still
Mara Belmore says: touch those larger matters, even if we don't control them fully.
Tyan Masines says: Control is sooo overrated, at least how most people define it.
Tyan Masines smiles lightly at her motions, and picks up the cake with his free hand again, moving it towards her lips.
Tyan Masines says: One word.. at the wrong time, or the perfectly right time, and it slips. From you, or some someone else. And 'he who defends everything defends nothing'. I would say the same for control.
Mara Belmore leans forward, parting her lips for the bite of cake, her left foot shifting slightly, pressing where it rests.
Tyan Masines 's whole body twitches a bit, but he chuckles lightly.
Mara Belmore says: Control is usually an illusion.  We think we have something in hand, but then, as you said, it sometimes slips.
Tyan Masines says: Luck.
Tyan Masines says: Luck is much better, even more so because most people forget that 'luck' is the outcome of planning.
Mara Belmore says: Is a fickle thing, but can make all the difference in the world.
Tyan Masines says: And moving from control, to luck.. to planning. People tend to make plans and falter when their plans don't work out. Plans are.. 'stiff'.
Tyan Masines strains the last word and raises both his brows lightly at the pun on himself.
Tyan Masines says: Much better than a plan is a goal. A harbor you are sailing for, but the course is not too strict. It keeps you flexible..
Tyan Masines takes a bite of cake himself, finishing the piece, and liks his fingers.
Mara Belmore whispers: *Mara smirks, her foot traveling up over his stiff plan, holding it against his own body for a moment.
Mara Belmore says: I would have to agree.  Though, proper planning can take into account a need for flexibility, but even still, with a plan you only have so many options accounted for.
Tyan Masines whispers: *Closes his eyes for a moment, a content smirk on his face, chewing on the rest of the cake in his mouth. His plan is a bit like himself, not excessively lengthy for his height, but well shaped and broad, especially around the shoulders.
Tyan Masines says: Yes. And that's why I tend to have goals, not plans.
Tyan Masines swallows the rest of the cake.
Mara Belmore says: Hm.  Was finishing the cake off part of a plan, or a goal?
Tyan Masines says: There's another piece on the plate.
Tyan Masines winks.
Tyan Masines says: And..
Mara Belmore chuckles slightly, leaving her foot where it rests, flexing her toes now and then.
Tyan Masines says: I hope it was like this moment. Rather perfect in its execution, but entirely casual, not following any order..
Tyan Masines 's body twistches again at some point, interrupting his words for a moment. He tilts his head to one side with a grin, and continues.
Tyan Masines says: .. or any particular script. A pleasant intermezzo, more likely.
Tyan Masines smirks. "And maybe also a foretaste of what is to come."
Mara Belmore says: Oh.. I think you found your new word.  Intermezzo.  Now you just have to slip it into conversation more often.
Tyan Masines says: I will do my best.
Mara Belmore says: I'll hold you to it.
Tyan Masines says: You may.
Mara Belmore grins
Tyan Masines leans forward now, placing the free hand on her cheeck and will kiss her passionately if she allows it.
Tyan Masines says: *cheek
Mara Belmore draws her left hand from the water, placing it gently to his neck as she accepts the passionate kiss, her own lips nibbling lightly at his near the end.
Tyan Masines whispers: Let's forget all the schemes and plots and toils and snares for a while and just be ourselves..
Mara Belmore nods in response smiling a small smile.
Tyan Masines runs a hand through her hair, and brushes a few wet streaks of it away from her forehead in the end. He then strokes both her cheeks lightly and looks at her face as if measuring something.
Tyan Masines whispers: No reading forward.. but being the author.
Mara Belmore holds his gaze, jade eyes still smoldering slightly, she licks her lips and nods again, pressing her left cheek into his hand as she speaks.
Mara Belmore whispers: It can be a challenge to be the author of your own story.
Tyan Masines whispers: Will you back off from that challenge?
Mara Belmore whispers: Oh no, I like challenges.
Tyan Masines whispers: Good. Most people fail, because they are presented with choice - the freedom they have often fought for, and then have no idea what to do with it.
Tyan Masines whispers: And they come to you.. what should I do, what should I do.. asking for direction.
Tyan Masines moves his hand away from her face, and around her back gently along with his whole arm. He leans back slowly, taking her with him if she does not resist.
Mara Belmore smirks and moves with him slipping forward in the water, sloushing a little out the side of the tub, she actually turns mid-movement, facing him with her back, sitting just within his arms.
Mara Belmore whispers: I seem to recall the offer of a massage, I'm ready to collect.
Tyan Masines exhales.
Tyan Masines whispers: You torture me, my Lady.
Tyan Masines smirks and kisses her back lightly.
Mara Belmore chuckles wickedly
Tyan Masines moves his hands to her shoulders nontheless, stroking them shortly, before he moves one hand down her spine slowly, and has the other follow through the air.
Mara Belmore whispers: A thousand pardons noble ser.  You may seek recompensation for this slight if you wish.
Mara Belmore arches her back forward with the slow progress of his hand along her spine, a sigh slipping from her lips.
Tyan Masines whispers: *She will no doubt feel his plan resting against one side of her basin. He begins to massage her back with roating movement with the balls of his hands.
Tyan Masines whispers: I shall come back on that.
Tyan Masines whispers: *Tyan Masines begins the massage just above her bottom, moving upwards with the rotation motions slowly. When he spots a harder uptight spot, he remains a little longer, also working on it with his fingers. He moves to her sides now and then, more -
Tyan Masines whispers: - stroking than massaging, but spares the part where she has the bruise.
Tyan Masines whispers: *He blows a kiss on her nack and on her shoulders now and then, while he works his way up. He remains at the upper end of her spine for a while, gently massaging it with his fingers, before he moves on to her shoulders, giving the 'standart' massage -
Mara Belmore whispers: *Wiggles her hips slightly, his plan disturbed by this no doubt, leaning into the massage, shivering when his hands touch the three thin scars at her tailbone, but otherwise reacts with the occiastional sigh, or soft "mm"
Tyan Masines whispers: - for a while. He is probably not as good as her at this point, but it should still be pleasant and it does not seem like he is doing this for the first, or second time.
Mara Belmore whispers: *When he reaches her shoulders, her breath catches as the tension there is massaged away, she leans her head back against him if he's close enough.
Tyan Masines whispers: *He goes on for this a while, before he moves his hands back to the end of her spine, and with two fingers of each hand massaging upwars from there, and in the end, he moves his fingers down the bones that start at the back of her head and become her -
Tyan Masines whispers: - spine, a motion that may very well release the tension and pleasant stress her back experienced during the massage.
Mara Belmore whispers: Oh.. yes that.
Tyan Masines whispers: *Tyan Masines chuckles a bit as she leans her head back at his chest, and moves his arms around her belly once he is finished, and blows light kisses on her shoulder.
Tyan Masines whispers: Did this massage live up to its expectations, my Lady?
Tyan Masines whispers: *to the expectations
Mara Belmore whispers: *shivers pleasantly, rolling her head against his chest, nodding at the question*
Tyan Masines whispers: In that case, I would be happy to assist you in releasing tension in the future as well. It can also be very pleasant when lieing on a bed or a bank.. and I was once quite well known for the stress releaving foot massages I can provide.
Tyan Masines whispers: *He whispers in her ear, and kisses the top of it while he does a few times, his hands moving over her belly while he does.
Tyan Masines whispers: *+so.
Mara Belmore whispers: You know, there was a time when I received massages every day.  Probably some of the best days of my life.  Probably never would have left except the fellow giving them was a eunuch.
Tyan Masines chuckles.
Tyan Masines whispers: You have lived a colorful life, Mara Belmore.
Mara Belmore grins shaking her head
Mara Belmore whispers: Merely survived parts of it.  But always colorful yes.
Tyan Masines whispers: I'm afraid in our situation it will not be possible to provide a massage every day..
Tyan Masines whispers: But the offer stands. I enjoy it as well.
Mara Belmore whispers: I'll be sure to accept that offer from time to time.
Tyan Masines whispers: *moves his hands up and down her sides, and runs his fingernails over her upper thighs gently, then up her sides again, as if he was measuring her body.
Tyan Masines whispers: Although this was free of charge.. I do wonder what the Lady had in mind as recompensation..?
Mara Belmore whispers: *tenses a little at the touch of his fingernails, easing back against him after a moment.
Mara Belmore whispers: She could always return the favor.
Tyan Masines whispers: My back is pretty relaxed, though.
Tyan Masines whispers: Her skills would be wasted on it right now, I'm afraid.
Mara Belmore whispers: Oh?  You'll have to share your secret of remaining so relaxed in such tense situations.
Tyan Masines whispers: I will one day.
Mara Belmore whispers: Hm.  What did you have in mind for recompensation noble ser?
Mara Belmore whispers: ((brb))
Tyan Masines whispers: *Tyan Masines moves his hands down her belly and under the water, until they reach the spot his finger was when the bath began. He moves them around here in an idly fashion, and also strokes alonger her inner thighs now and then.
Tyan Masines whispers: Although I run the danger of being awfully obvious.. you.
Mara Belmore whispers: *Mara licks her lips, a smirk slowly curving her lips.  She turns her head to whisper back to him.
Mara Belmore whispers: I'm almost expecting you to ask "Think I'm addicted now?"
Tyan Masines whispers: I already asked that at the gate.
Tyan Masines grins a bit.
Mara Belmore smirks back
Mara Belmore whispers: Bit early wasn't it?  Or was this a goal for today?
Mara Belmore chuckles wickedly
Tyan Masines whispers: No.
Tyan Masines whispers: I wont hide it though.. as you will have realized my certain.. affection. I also enjoy you when we are not naked and in a tub, though. As you will have also noticed.
Mara Belmore whispers: ((brb again))
Tyan Masines whispers: *He moves his hands to her shoulders, and runs them along her arms, to her hands, and back up again slowly.
Mara Belmore whispers: I had noticed yes.  I will admit the cynical part of me has consider that this all may be an eleberate ploy of some sort.  To tempt my guard down.  Can't see the end goal of that though.  And you sound genuine.
Tyan Masines whispers: I am.
Tyan Masines whispers: And hearing that from me is.. rare. Nice play of words, by the way. That's how you do it at court. Normal people would say 'It's a trap!'. But you say 'It's and elaborate ruse!'.
Tyan Masines whispers: *an
Tyan Masines whispers: .. and I thought we had agreed upon forgetting the schemes for the time being..
Tyan Masines smirks lightly and bites one of her ears lightly in a playful manner.
Mara Belmore whispers: Thank you.  Yes you caught me, I should be punished for breaking the agreement first.  It is difficult to stop when you think that way for such a long time.
Mara Belmore chuckles
Tyan Masines whispers: I know.
Tyan Masines chuckles a bit.
Tyan Masines whispers: I'm in a plaful mood now.. allow me to be rude?
Tyan Masines whispers: *playful
Mara Belmore whispers: Alright.  Fair warning I might be rude back.
Tyan Masines whispers: In here, bed, or orgy table?
Mara Belmore smirks lightly, glancing up and back at him.
Tyan Masines smiles a bit, eyebrows drawn together to some degree.
Mara Belmore whispers: Thats three options, makes  it very difficult to toss a coin to decide with three options.
Tyan Masines whispers: What did I say about choice and freedom before..?
Tyan Masines whispers: Don't falter at beholding the variety..
Mara Belmore whispers: I'm not asking for directions to guide my decisions.
Mara Belmore chuckles
Tyan Masines whispers: That's why I presented the choice. I want you to decide.
Mara Belmore whispers: Hm.  You know.  I'm going to say the orgy table.
Tyan Masines whispers: Hm you know, I was secretly hoping you would.
Mara Belmore says: ((Normally I wouldn
Mara Belmore whispers: ((Normally I wouldn't say this but I think I'm for a fade to black, I need to go, details later?))
Tyan Masines whispers: ((got an eta for return, we could pick it up right here))
Mara Belmore whispers: ((some time after GoT tomorrow or earlier over skype, won't be home most of the day))
Tyan Masines whispers: ((alright let's just talk it through on skype then, so you can get going now ^^))
Mara Belmore whispers: ((kk, later ;) ))
Tyan Masines whispers: ((see ya))

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1 day later
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Tyan Masines whispers: The water was getting cold anyways.. I really need to get a spot for a fire under this tub.
Mara Belmore whispers: They are much nicer when the water stays warm yes.
Tyan Masines whispers: I'll keep it in mind, it's my first tub after all.
Mara Belmore whispers: Not bad for a first then.
Tyan Masines whispers: But it serves its purpose so far..
Tyan Masines chuckles a bit. "Let's get out of here then."
Mara Belmore smirks slightly and slips away from his grasp, standing and then stepping out of the tub near her things on the table.
Tyan Masines stands as well, but walks over to the cupboard to get a large white towel. On the way back, he dries his hair with it roughly, before offering it to her with a light smile on his lips.
Mara Belmore accepts the towel and begins to dry herself, watching him with a thoughtful expression, her jade eyes amused by something though its hard to tell what.
Tyan Masines looks her up and down while she dries herself, his head slightly tilted to the left.
Tyan Masines says: Excited about things to come?
Mara Belmore smiles wickedly, and hands him back the towel.  Her body much as it has been before, save for the bruise on her right sides ribs.  She may have more muscle tone in her arms, the flat of her belly a little tighter, but she is otherwise unchanged.
Tyan Masines doesn't seem to mind the floor under him getting somewhat wet, the water slowly running down his body or drying on his skin.
Mara Belmore says: I'm always excited about the future.  It's so full of... posibilities.
Tyan Masines smirks a bit. "And choice. We talked about that a lot today.. and you made a good one."
Mara Belmore says: Well, the table really was the only way to go.
Tyan Masines moves closer to her, and rests his hands casually just over her hips, eying the bruise one again, but not inflicting too much pressure on it.
Mara Belmore smirks her eyes lighting up with mirth.
Tyan Masines says: Was it?
Tyan Masines says: It would surely live up to the name we gave it..
Mara Belmore says: Technically speaking you need at least three people for a proper orgy.
Mara Belmore chuckles again, the wicked smile returning to her lips
Tyan Masines chuckles some and bends his head to the side slightly to give her a kiss, the tip of his tongue lightly playing with hers during it if she allows it.
Tyan Masines whispers: We could.. try to work it like we're four people.
Mara Belmore plays the tip of her tongue lightly with his, her mouth tasting slightly of mint today.
Mara Belmore whispers: That might break the table.
Mara Belmore glances back at the table dubiously
Tyan Masines whispers: I'll catch you if it does.
Tyan Masines smirks.
Mara Belmore whispers: I have a different game in mind.
Mara Belmore says: ((brb))
Tyan Masines grabs around her with his right hand, body pressing against hers a bit more in order to reach the chair behind them which he pulls away to the side.
Tyan Masines whispers: Which also runs the danger of breaking my table.. hm.. I'm all ears.
Mara Belmore licks her lips, and looks him over a moment, then nods to herself.
Mara Belmore whispers: Close your eyes.
Tyan Masines whispers: Alright..
Tyan Masines looks into hers before closing his eyes slowly. He exhales a bit, and keeps them shut.
Mara Belmore turns towards her bag, rummaging sounds can be heard as she fetches something out from it.  It's quiet for a moment after, if he strained he might hear her moving almost silently around him.
Tyan Masines lets his arms just dangle as she moves away and his hands slip from her hips, although he wiggles his fingers a bit upon hearing the sounds.
Mara Belmore leans lightly against his back as she reaches up, attempting to slip a silk scarf around his eyes, whispering in his ear.
Mara Belmore whispers: No peaking.
Tyan Masines whispers: I wouldn't have..
Tyan Masines 's whole body strains to a degree as she reaches up against his back, the various muscles in his shoulders tense and stick out more than usual, and also in his upper arms, but he lets her proceed with a teady breath.
Tyan Masines whispers: *steady
Mara Belmore gives his ear a light nibble before attempting to draw his arms back behind him, securing them with a snug tie of a leather binding if he does not protest.
Tyan Masines whispers: Is this another test of trust..?
Mara Belmore whispers: What do you think?
Tyan Masines whispers: About guard and it being down.
Tyan Masines smirks slightly, which she wont be able to see of course, but releases some tension from his arms so she can move them around freely.
Tyan Masines whispers: You might miss my fingers in any.. event.. just saying.
Mara Belmore binds him at the wrists snugly, leaving little room for wiggling, rather in this application or another she has done this before.
Tyan Masines 's body twitches shortly when the bindings are applied.
Mara Belmore whispers: *Mara trails her left hand along his hip, stepping around to face him, adjusting the blindfold slightly.
Tyan Masines whispers: *He tilts his head a bit, breathing still steady, his throax moving up and down slowly. He tries to keep the light smile on his lips, but doesn't seem to be perfectly comfortable with his current situation.
Tyan Masines chuckles a little. "So much for control, eh."
Mara Belmore whispers: nervious?
Tyan Masines whispers: More like in.. bratthless anticipation.
Tyan Masines whispers: *breathless
Mara Belmore whispers: reaches her left hand down, chuckling softly, she takes his 'coin purse' in her hand, squeezing steadily, but not enought to cause pain, she watches his body carefully, though of course he cannot tell.
Tyan Masines whispers: *twitches lightly again, and exhales a short, low laugh. The muscles in his stomach stand out prominently for the laugh, and overall he seems to be a little tensed - which is the same for his plan which had gone more soft during the binding, but ...
Tyan Masines whispers: *... returns to former 'glory' now.
Mara Belmore whispers: *Mara with her right hand, slips what feels like another leather strap around his 'purse' up tight against where it joins his body.  A second strap slips around both his 'purse' and the glorious plan above it, a final feeling of leather then surrounds
Mara Belmore whispers: his plan entirely.  Unless he moves away, her hands move quickly and deftly to complete this.  Again seeming as if they had done such things before.
Tyan Masines whispers: Are you putting a chastity belt on me or something..?
Mara Belmore whispers: You've played this game before?
Tyan Masines whispers: .. do you caary these things around with you at all times? Man, I call that prepared.
Mara Belmore whispers: No, only on special visits.
Tyan Masines whispers: Alright..
Tyan Masines whispers: No, can't say I have played 'this' before, looks like I'm all yours.
Mara Belmore a metalic click can be heard, followed by her chuckling.  
Tyan Masines swallows shortly.
Tyan Masines whispers: Looks like I had the 'nice girl' in that tub and the 'black heart' now.. still wondering which role the orgy table will play..
Mara Belmore whispers: *Mara reaches up removing the blindfold and slips over sitting on the tables edge, looking over her work with a satisfied smirk.
Mara Belmore whispers: Now for the fun part.  What will you do, to get out again?
Tyan Masines whispers: Oh.
Tyan Masines whispers: *He looks down at himself shortly with a light frown, but grins then.
Tyan Masines whispers: *Makes a step towards her. "Well.. my hands are tied.. literally.. I usually use my silver tongue to get out of helpless situations like this."
Mara Belmore whispers: *The belt is well made, with a metal outercover which holds the leather straps in place.  A well made lock holds the whole piece togeather.  Attempting to pull the belt off would likely result in the loss of either a coin purse or his plan, maybe both.
Mara Belmore smiles sweetly and crosses her legs, her eyes gleeming with an evil light now.
Tyan Masines whispers: *Tries to move his hands apparently, as the muscles in his arms flex, but fails, of course. "Well.. this is new."
Mara Belmore whispers: If I had wanted your silver tongue, I would have chosen the bed.  Try again.
Tyan Masines whispers: You are really straining my creativeness here.
Tyan Masines chuckles a bit, whether genuine or nerviously is hard to say.
Mara Belmore whispers: You might be wondering at this point why this is happening hm?  Well, two reasons.  First, you lied to me.  I've received a note from Lafadiel, who professes complete confusion in regards to his yielding me to anyone at all.
Mara Belmore smirks slightly watching his response.
Tyan Masines closes his eyes for a moment.
Tyan Masines whispers: I have also given you a great massage..
Mara Belmore says: Second, I'm not going to be.. hm.  Third choice in anyones bed.  I'm worth much more than that.
Tyan Masines whispers: I'll give you that.
Tyan Masines whispers: What about my worth, though, have you lived like a nun of Elara in Galmair?
Mara Belmore whispers: So.  Now you get to choose how your going to settle things with me.  I wouldn't recommend trying to have a blacksmith take that off.  For one I'd imagine it to be quite embarassing, and second, they will know who put it on you, may name is etched on
Mara Belmore whispers: bottom edge.  Well, I'm not the one tied up am I?  So we aren't discussing your worth right now.
Tyan Masines rolls his eyes.
Tyan Masines whispers: I wouldn't blackmail you.
Tyan Masines whispers: Esme saw you here yes, but she is discreet. As long as she doesn't find me here rotting and with a slit throat in a few days, you'll be fine.
Mara Belmore whispers: Really?  Perhaps you wouldn't blackmail me.  Perhaps we'll never know.
Tyan Masines whispers: *Tyan moves closer to her, as close as he could get really. He looks her directly in the eyes for a moment, but his eyes move a bit around her face, like he was searching for something.
Tyan Masines whispers: Fine. We're discussing your worth, then.
Mara Belmore whispers: *Mara's eyes are well guarded, her expression an amused smirk, probably purposfully set there to hide any real feelings.
Tyan Masines whispers: I thought I had explained that by the fountain the other day. Maybe I didn't get it across right.
Mara Belmore whispers: streaches her leg out, drawing her foot up his inner thigh, brushing his 'coin purse' with her toes, unless he moves away, her expression unchanged, watching him closely
Tyan Masines whispers: *he twitches a bit, but remains close, not faltering just yet.
Tyan Masines whispers: I also said that I sometimes wish to have met you under different circumstances. And that I 'enjoyed' giving you presents and seeing you, because one enjoys that with peope one likes. And that I didn't make any 'real' advances because ...
Tyan Masines whispers: ... I didn't want to 'reduce' you to a mere compensatory for Eve.
Mara Belmore whispers: When was the last time you had Eve, in this room hm?  You can't pretend you're finished with all that.
Tyan Masines whispers: As I said you are way too tough to need that kind of 'protection' from a guy like me, but I still you meant enough to me so I wouldn't have tried.
Tyan Masines tilts his head a bit, remaining where he is.
Tyan Masines whispers: I am. I found her passed out in Galmair, her leg ripped open again.
Mara Belmore wiggles her toes
Tyan Masines whispers: So I opened a portal and brought her 'to an empty room' in the wall.
Tyan Masines closes his eyes for another moment, 'looking' up at the ceiling with closed eyes, before moving them down to meet her gaze again.
Mara Belmore a faint trace of amusment passes through her eyes for a moment at his response, she otherwise remains aloof with her amused false smirk.
Tyan Masines whispers: And fixed her leg. And then she 'demanded' a bath and I brought her here. And then I bathed her, yes, and washed her dirty hair, yes, and was prepared to sleep in a bloody chair for the night.
Tyan Masines whispers: I didn't soup her 'body' if you are concerned about that.
Tyan Masines whispers: *soap
Tyan Masines draws his eyebrows a little more together for his next sentence.
Tyan Masines whispers: You've been there. When I was 'crazy in love', do you think that's just brushed away in no time? Yes I want her to be safe and end well but that's what I want for all my friends, I'm not trying to sleep with her anymore.. for Nargúns sake.
Tyan Masines whispers: Or wake any feeling inside of her for me.
Mara Belmore whispers: Does that seem like something I might be concerned about?
Tyan Masines whispers: Oh excuse me Mara, but you seem to be rather concerned right now.
Tyan Masines whispers: Now, the source of your concern, if I got it right, is not a thing I wouldn't hope for, but we're discussing me, not you. I got that.
Mara Belmore whispers: *Mara draws her foot down his leg, adjusting her position on the table, uncrossing and recrossing her legs in an oposite manner.
Mara Belmore whispers: Lets assume that this is happening because I'm enjoying this, and for no other reason, for now hm?
Tyan Masines whispers: For now.. Fine.
Tyan Masines whispers: Let's get back to settling then.
Tyan Masines whispers: I presume you want to hear about Lillian Berokar next?
Tyan Masines slightly raises a brow.
Mara Belmore whispers: *Mara twitches her foot in what seems like an idle gesture, until she turns slightly settling her foot between his thighs if he does not move away, her big toe just brushing his coin purse with each idly twitch.
Mara Belmore whispers: Not really.  But I'll hear about her anyway.
Tyan Masines whispers: What did you want to hear? I'm not going anywhere, so take your time.
Mara Belmore whispers: I am taking my time, so start talking.  Consider this part of the settling.
Tyan Masines whispers: She gets neglected by her husband, we were talking about it while training, and now we both don't know how we ended up in the leaves.
Tyan Masines whispers: I said I wouldn't stand in Sirani's way, she responded Sirani never had anything to do with her marriage or relationship.
Mara Belmore whispers: *Mara's nostrils flare for the lenght of an eyeblink at the mention of a husband, her lip pressing togeather at his further statement about Sirani.
Tyan Masines whispers: Before she left for Salkamar for a trip I asked her.
Tyan Masines whispers: Whether he still loved her. She said yes. I asked whether she still loves him. She said she doesn't know.
Tyan Masines whispers: So I did a mistake. I should have been more careful. And when she returns, I will end it.
Tyan Masines whispers: *made a mistake
Tyan Masines whispers: No matter how.. this.. turns out. I wont stand in the way if there are still feelings involved. I thought there weren't any.
Mara Belmore whispers: Am I supposed to swoon over this now, let you go and tell you to take me here and now on this table for that confession?  If she wasn't happy in her marriage she bloody well should have left the man.  You don't help someone break their vows.
Tyan Masines whispers: That's what you said. I don't expect you to do anything.
Tyan Masines whispers: And yes. I shouldn't.
Tyan Masines whispers: There you go, great Tyan, always a step ahead. I was sick and tired of the scheming and the politics and had a weak moment. I didn't pay enough attention.
Tyan Masines whispers: There are always one or more answers to the 'Why not', you know. He only gets his will if you don't consider them.
Tyan Masines tilts his head a bit, looking past her to the wall with a slight frown.
Mara Belmore raises a brow at his words, pursing her lips as he says "Why not"
Mara Belmore whispers: Thinking about a murderous ramage now Tyan?  Or just sacrificing me?
Tyan Masines whispers: No, I wanted to say that when she suggested something I was asking myself why not, but nothing else.
Tyan Masines whispers: And I was wrong in doing so.
Mara Belmore 's eyes watch him steadily, studying him as if weighting some great decision.
Tyan Masines looks back at her.
Tyan Masines whispers: Confess and end it is all I can do now. I can't undo the whole thing.
Mara Belmore whispers: You don't act like you belong here you know. Oh you say the words well enough, honor, loyalty, blah blah. But your actions.  What are you doing in Cadomyr?  Playing at being an honorable person?
Tyan Masines whispers: Compared to life I just came here..
Tyan Masines whispers: I'll stand trial for it if that's what you want.
Tyan Masines whispers: The problem is, she'd have to stand trial as well. And I don't want that to happen.
Mara Belmore whispers: No, that's not what want.  This is what I want.  Something you won't like at all, but will prove something to me one way or the other.  Either you move to Galmair, and stop playing at this honor game.  Or.  You show you actually have some honor and fix
Tyan Masines patiently waits for her to finish.
Mara Belmore whispers: this mess with Bronn.  You know as well as I do he wasn't here to kill you.  Why would he apologise for it if that was his intent?  So you decide.  Play at having honor, or actually show you have balls and be honorable.  I'll be waiting for your answer
Tyan Masines whispers: Mara..
Mara Belmore whispers: In Galmair.  With the key.  Or you can send me a letter and I can send you the key.
Tyan Masines whispers: Wait..
Tyan Masines whispers: I brought Oxiana here to have him deliver the message to the Queen.
Mara Belmore wiggles her toes at the words balls, pausing her hands on either side of her as if ready to stand.
Tyan Masines whispers: And I vouched for a fair trial, and I spoke up when Sirrt refused to pass the word to the Queen because Bronn had benn rude to 'him'.
Tyan Masines whispers: *been
Tyan Masines whispers: The option you provide is not an option.
Tyan Masines whispers: It's not in my 'power', why don't you get that already.
Mara Belmore whispers: You are the 'wronged' party, please, explain to me how its not in your power.
Tyan Masines whispers: What do you want me to prove? You said you envy Eve sometimes, do you want me to prove I can go through the same endeavours for you I went through for her? Staying true to my feelings?
Mara Belmore whispers: You're not answering my question.
Tyan Masines whispers: Because I am certain about myself, but bringing up Bronn now, for all I know you could simply be an envoy on a mission.
Tyan Masines whispers: I can't remove his ban on my own.
Tyan Masines whispers: I... I might give hom his duel, but what would that do? If I win, then what?
Tyan Masines whispers: And I will win.
Tyan Masines whispers: Then 'nothing' changes. I am trying to remedy it, all he has to do is get here and ask. Seven Hells, I went to the Don 'three times' before we were allowed back into Galmair.
Tyan Masines whispers: Fine, you know what, fine.
Tyan Masines whispers: Untie my hands. I'll write the letter right now.
Mara Belmore whispers: Tyan, if I were sent on a mission to discuss this with you.  Believe me you would not be in the position you're currently in.  This is deeply personal to me.  As I see it, the two of you having this, "dick" waving contest you're constantly having is
Mara Belmore whispers: getting childish.
Mara Belmore chuckles at his words
Mara Belmore whispers: I'm not stupid enough to untie you right now.
Tyan Masines whispers: Do it. Because this is deeply personal for me as well.
Tyan Masines whispers: I think I've shown you 'a lot' of trust.
Tyan Masines whispers: I'm not in the position to negotiate, but I can ask favors. Trust me, and unty my hands.
Mara Belmore whispers: You're right, you aren't in a position to negotiate.  But I will be honest with you.  If you were a Galmairian, we wouldn't be having this conversation.  We would be in that bed right now, or probably some other bed.  And your hands would not be tied.
Mara Belmore stands from the table and moves to her cloths pulling them on without comment.
Tyan Masines whispers: If I was untied I'd tip at your head and tell you that I like it the most.
Tyan Masines whispers: Let me write that letter.. you can watch.
Mara Belmore tugs up her pants watching him more than the leather, pulling it up over her long toned legs.
Mara Belmore whispers: If I were you in this position and I was let free, I would not be writing letters after.  Give me some credit to my intellegence.
Tyan Masines whispers: But I'm not you.
Tyan Masines whispers: I will write a letter to the Queen.
Tyan Masines whispers: I promise.
Mara Belmore slips her arms through the blouse sleaves, tying the shirt shut over her breasts.  Leans down to tug on her boots.
Tyan Masines whispers: Give some credit to my word.
Tyan Masines whispers: You want me to prove something, let me prove it right here, right now. For a start.
Mara Belmore whispers: Alright.  Send this letter your going to write, to me, signed, I'll forward it on to the Queen.  Or.  Show up in Galmair with your things.
Tyan Masines whispers: I wont do that just to get you in a bed with me.
Mara Belmore reaches her hand back into her bag, taking a knife out, setting it on the table.
Mara Belmore says: For your bindings.
Mara Belmore reaches into her bag again pulling out a portal book.

*****
Few hours later, in Galmair streets
*****

Tyan Masines says: Ugh, splendid.
Tyan Masines walks past a little broad legged, wearing wide pants and a long tunic.
Tyan Masines says: Have you seen Mara?
Tyan Masines says: I need to deliver something.
Bronn Ironheim says: Hey. Um no.
Tyan Masines says: Thank you.
Tyan Masines twitches at one step.
Bronn Ironheim says: Ye aright?
Tyan Masines says: No.
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?
Bronn Ironheim says: tha hells?
Tyan Masines carries a letter in his hand, only a simple sword at his belt and no other weapons apparently.
Bronn Ironheim watches Tyan and rubs his chin, which has been cleanly groomed, like his hair, which has been cut
Tyan Masines says: Seven Hells..
Bronn Ironheim says: What?
Tyan Masines awkwardly steps up the ladder.
Tyan Masines says: Is she on patrol?!
Bronn Ironheim says: We dun really have patrol
Tyan Masines says: Hmpf.
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?
Morri says: Heil Irmorom. Wollt ihr was kaufen?
Bronn Ironheim says: I was just' sayin dat so she dont stay an' do stupid shit.
Morri says: Charwis?  Eine Nagelbestellung? Was h?re ich da, die N?gel beginnen bereits zu rosten? Nein, danke! Ich m?chte neue N?gel, bitte sagt das Charwis.
Bronn Ironheim says: Why ya want her anyway? She reports for duty in tha mournin
Tyan Masines says: I need to deliver something.
Bronn Ironheim says: She did skip a shift though... which... kinda lets me know she was with you.
Charwis Irongate says: Danke sehr. Nehmt dies als Belohnung.
Tyan Masines says: Does that bother you?
Bronn Ironheim says: Well, not particularly so, other than, ya know...
Krukk Krakash says: Yub speak whub me ?
Tyan Masines 's hair clings to his face, whether it was sweat or water what did that to it isn't certain.
Tyan Masines says: No, I wasn't.
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?
Krukk Krakash nods
Bronn Ironheim says: I mean, kinda, I guess.
Tyan Masines says: Yeah, kinda.
Bronn Ironheim says: I like her. But she be free, like wind, yknow.
Bronn Ironheim says: Goes where she pleases.
Tyan Masines says: Of course I know.
Tyan Masines says: Where's her room?
Tyan Masines says: Damn it I swear I'll have to..
Bronn Ironheim says: ye goin in tha right direction so far.
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?
Tyan Masines says: Up or down?
Bronn Ironheim says: either. I'll check down.
Bronn Ironheim says: Not down.
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?
Bronn Ironheim says: She stays in one of these normally.
Bronn Ironheim says: Tha hell happened, anyway.
Bronn Ironheim says: Nope
Tyan Masines says: Gods damn it..
Tyan Masines says: Hnng I can't..
Bronn Ironheim says: Did she do somethin?
Tyan Masines says: Turn.. turn around for a moment!
Bronn Ironheim scratches his head.
Bronn Ironheim says: What the fuck...
Tyan Masines awkwardly moves beside the tree.
Bronn Ironheim says: What the shit are ya doin Tyan?
Tyan Masines just stands there, tembling a bit, and pee seems to run down his entire trousers.
Tyan Masines says: Seven hells..
Bronn Ironheim says: Are are fuckin pissin yerself??
Tyan Masines says: Yes I am bloody pissing meself!
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?!
Bronn Ironheim says: Tyan?
Tyan Masines says: I need to get to the fountain.
Bronn Ironheim says: Why... did ya piss yeself?
Tyan Masines grabs water from the well with his hands, brushing it over his pants.
Tyan Masines says: I didn't. I fell into a river.
Bronn Ironheim watches this with an expression of "what the hell"
Tyan Masines says: They say it's good for the leather, though..
Tyan Masines says: Where in Narg?ns name could that women be!
Bronn Ironheim says: I... have no idea. Where ye see er last
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?
Bronn Ironheim says: i mean..
Bronn Ironheim says: i'd offer to track her down for a coin
Tyan Masines says: No.
Lafadiel says: all allright tyan?
Bronn Ironheim says: Lafadiel, what the hell is wrong with Tyan?
Lafadiel says: Then not
Tyan Masines says: I need to find Mara Belmore.
Lafadiel says: I will helped you
Bronn Ironheim says: Can ye at least tell me why?
Tyan Masines says: No.
Bronn Ironheim says: I'm kinda her cap'n.
Lafadiel says: Is she train whit Bronn tyan?
Lafadiel says: Can this be?
Tyan Masines says: Yes, that migh very well be.
Bronn Ironheim says: YES SHE train with ME Lafadiel!
Tyan Masines says: Except Bronn is standing right here.
Bronn Ironheim says: She is my BLOODY soldier.
Bronn Ironheim says: But do you see me...
Bronn Ironheim sighs.
Lafadiel says: Oh sorry
Lafadiel grins
Tyan Masines says: And put some proper armor on when I am finished with this.
Tyan Masines says: We need to beat each other up again.
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?!
Bronn Ironheim says: Hrm.
Tyan Masines says: Where does she usually go?
Bronn Ironheim straps himself in.
Tyan Masines says: On a treasure 'hunt'?
Tyan Masines says: Not now.
Bronn Ironheim says: Nah, she'd take me with 'er.
Tyan Masines says: Do I look like I am set for a duel?
Tyan Masines says: Could do it on her own..
Bronn Ironheim says: Ye look like ye just went crazy, pissed yeself, and ...
Tyan Masines says: And what?
Bronn Ironheim says: And apparently, are limping?
Tyan Masines says: I wont comment on limping.
Bronn Ironheim says: Did she do it?
Tyan Masines says: I found Eve passed out in Galmair with her wound ripped open again, by the way.
Tyan Masines says: Great care you have for her.
Bronn Ironheim says: That gal never learns.
Bronn Ironheim says: How tha hell did she rip it
Bronn Ironheim says: the leg that never heals
Tyan Masines says: I doubt she would go payring..
Bronn Ironheim says: i gave 'er tha best care
Tyan Masines says: I don't know.
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?!
Tyan Masines says: Oh and well done, idiot.
Bronn Ironheim says: where ya see 'er last
Tyan Masines says: You made the others in Cadomyr like you even less than I liked you.
Bronn Ironheim says: oooh crak
Bronn Ironheim says: What did I do now?
Bronn Ironheim says: I been sittin in Galmair doing work.
Tyan Masines says: You see, Bronn.
Tyan Masines says: I am not so bad.
Tyan Masines says: But others get roused when you are 'rude' to them even.
Bronn Ironheim says: You? Well.. other than ya total disregard to law of a town i currently serve, sure.
Tyan Masines says: I brought Oxiana to Cadomyr and vouched for a fair trial for you, but our ambassador did refuse to send the word to the Queen.
Tyan Masines says: So I had to 'command' him to do it.
Bronn Ironheim says: Srrt?
Tyan Masines says: Sort of.. we do not command each other.
Bronn Ironheim says: What did I do ta Srrt?
Tyan Masines says: You were rude.
Tyan Masines says: See?
Tyan Masines says: I'm not so bloody bad.
Bronn Ironheim says: Tha hell ya mean rude?
Tyan Masines says: In tavern.
Tyan Masines says: He didn't like you.
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?!
Bronn Ironheim says: Cause ya were talkin all dis hypocritical shit.
Laramir Silverwood eats an apple.
Tyan Masines says: Bullshit!
Bronn Ironheim says: pretty philosophies.
Nik Nilo says: Build yourself a fortune, buy your bricks here!
Tyan Masines says: He was angry because you kept referring to Fooser.
Bronn Ironheim says: Ya!
Tyan Masines says: Damn it, Ironheim.
Bronn Ironheim says: He ran behind yer backs.
Advari Stonebog releases a large smoke ring into the air and chuckles in high spirits.
Tyan Masines says: Get it out of your head 'already' that I'm behind everything.
Tyan Masines says: I just pissed myself.
Bronn Ironheim says: I wanted ta knock Fooser out right there.
Bronn Ironheim says: But Don say nay
Tyan Masines says: Nobody likes you in Cadomyr, and that's why nobody cares.
Bronn Ironheim says: Tha jeweller likes me.
Tyan Masines says: I'll probably have to make a fuss at some audience to get you back in.
Bronn Ironheim says: Eve and Flynn like me.
Tyan Masines says: Eve and Flynn..
Bronn Ironheim says: Only yer Order dont
Tyan Masines says: The greatest patriots we have.
Tyan Masines says: So what? Everyone here likes me except your Iron Guard.
Tyan Masines says: Big deal. Get over it.
Bronn Ironheim says: I -was- practicing my manner for da queen
Tyan Masines says: Good.
Bronn Ironheim says: Thing is.
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?!
Bronn Ironheim says: it prolly gonna be a farce anyway
Tyan Masines says: No. It wnt.
Tyan Masines says: *wont
Bronn Ironheim says: ye wll never let me out alive.
Tyan Masines says: You're a good actor, really..
Bronn Ironheim says: so i'm bringin' escort.
Tyan Masines says: Weapons wont be allowed in the Palace.
Bronn Ironheim says: Cept for your guys
Tyan Masines says: Yes. Bronn.
Tyan Masines says: Cept for us guys.
Tyan Masines says: Get over it.
Bronn Ironheim says: Which is why I haven't went yet
Bronn Ironheim says: Not keen on bein killed.
Tyan Masines says: You will get a fair trial.
Bronn Ironheim says: You brought weapons to meet the Don
Bronn Ironheim says: That is not forgotten
Tyan Masines says: You wont be harmed.
Bronn Ironheim says: I dun trust any o ya
Tyan Masines says: That 'is' in my power.
Tyan Masines says: Other things are not.
Bronn Ironheim says: A lot of things are
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?!
Bronn Ironheim says: Ye could just undo tha whole thing really.
Tyan Masines says: No, I could not!
Bronn Ironheim says: If ye forgave me for puttin work ahead of friendship.
Bronn Ironheim says: Which i am sorry fer yknow.
Tyan Masines says: Or rather.. I think I can't.
Bronn Ironheim says: If I knew more of tha situation with Hew.
Tyan Masines says: You could have asked.
Tyan Masines says: But we will find out how evil and mighty Tyan Masines really is, hmm?
Tyan Masines says: I'm dropping all charges. Not that I pressed any yet.
Tyan Masines waves a letter around.
Bronn Ironheim says: Well. Ye dropped a ban. By writing a letter on tha walls. Ye can write another.
Bronn Ironheim says: I sure wrote a good few ta get ya back in Don's favour.
Tyan Masines says: And I'm asking 'Her Grace' to let you back into the city, but I will be taken responsible for your action in Cadomyr!
Tyan Masines says: Bloody hells!
Thorgrem Silverbeard says: If you need any help smithing, just ask me!
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?!
Bronn Ironheim says: Well, that's great.
Tyan Masines says: It wont work.
Tyan Masines says: You'll see.
Bronn Ironheim says: What if I give yer queen a fat one?
Bronn Ironheim says: She prolly could use some
Tyan Masines grumbles.
Lafadiel says: Been you sure she is here Tyan?
Bronn Ironheim says: I'm pretty sure Mara aint in town.
Tyan Masines says: No.
Tyan Masines says: Yes.
Tyan Masines says: It starts to look like that.
Bronn Ironheim shouts: Mara?
Bronn Ironheim shouts: Where tha shit ye go?
Lafadiel says: Hmm
Lafadiel says: Hmm have see in the tavern?
Tyan Masines says: Yes.
Tyan Masines says: Everywhere really, twice.
Bronn Ironheim says: Aye dats where he started
Tyan Masines says: Of course..
Hannah Shepard yawns restrained.
Lafadiel shouts: Mara
Bronn Ironheim says: what ye gonna give her anyway?
Tyan Masines says: You know what, forget it.
Bronn Ironheim says: sendin a raven na option?
Tyan Masines says: I'll just wait.
Lafadiel says: ((Been later back sorry))
Tyan Masines says: Gods.. all this running around..
Tyan Masines grimaces.
Tyan Masines says: Not a good idea.
Joey Licavoli says: If you're new to this realm, I'm your man.
Bronn Ironheim says: Are ye wounded?
Tyan Masines says: My pride would be if I had any.
Bronn Ironheim says: I can stitch.
Tyan Masines says: I don't need that.
Bronn Ironheim says: fairly well despite rumours
Tyan Masines says: Damn it.
Tyan Masines says: Has either of you seen Mara?
Bronn Ironheim says: so she didn't bite yer cock off
Laramir Silverwood eats an apple.
Someone says: I dont know a Mara.
Tyan Masines says: Pity.
Tyan Masines says: She's such a nice girl.
Charwis Irongate clears his throat noisily.
Bronn Ironheim says: Oh she did something
Bronn Ironheim says: I know it.
Someone says: Ronja, nice name
Tyan Masines awkwardly sits back on the table, but only half and with the back of his butt.
Tyan Masines says: You really have no idea hmm? Interesting.
Bronn Ironheim looks at him.
Bronn Ironheim says: Let me see. Yer sweaty. Or wet.... *smells him*
Tyan Masines says: Don't get too close!
Bronn Ironheim says: Aaaright.
Tyan Masines mumbles something.
Tyan Masines says: Don't guess.. just..
Tyan Masines says: I don't know.
Bronn Ironheim says: Smellin of piss for sure. Can't walk, can't piss right... but ye dont need stitchin.
Tyan Masines says: Smoke your pipe or whatever.
Someone says: Do you know someone, who is selling bags?
Bronn Ironheim says: Frantically looking for Mara ta give her somethin.
Bronn Ironheim says: Ye realise how crazy dat looks?
Sogg Beermug takes a swig out of his mug.
Bronn Ironheim nods and stuffs his pipe with that fresh Crak he picked.
Someone says: I?m sorry, I am a stranger to this town.
Tyan Masines says: Not more crazy than most of the other things happening around here.
Advari Stonebog mumbles and snarls into his beard, sternly glancing towards the orcess on the next market stall.
Someone nods: Oh, i understand."
Bronn Ironheim says: Be stranger no more, sir.
Bronn Ironheim says: I am Bronn, mercenary, currently local captain. Welcome ta Galmair.
Someone says: Greetings, Mister Bronn
Tyan Masines chuckles.
Bronn Ironheim says: Same ta you.
Tyan Masines says: Mister Bronn..
Someone offers his right hand
Bronn Ironheim shakes it.
Someone says: My name ist Tin Lanas Jejal, I am a traveler
Bronn Ironheim says: Well met, travella'
Bronn Ironheim speaks with a northern accent, in a soft rasp baritone.
Someone says: Thanks to this lovely Lady (pointing at Ronja), I found all I desired in this town.
Bronn Ironheim says: Tin would be a proper short name?
Someone grins "That?s fine"
Bronn Ironheim says: Ronja, eh? Never met her either. Hello, Lady.
Someone says: Hello Mister.
Bronn Ironheim says: Bronn be tha name.
Someone speaks with the accepnt tipical to all elfs
Someone says: Mister, Bronn.
Bronn Ironheim says: Dat be fine.
Someone says: You can call me Ronja.
Bronn Ironheim says: Dat I shall. What do ya do?
Someone says: I am looking for someone, who sells me bags.
Bronn Ironheim says: I can sell ye one bag.
Someone says: Well, I wish both of you the blessings of you gods and fare well
Krudash says: I hold the purest ore! And the best price in whole Galmair! Gosh!
Bronn Ironheim says: Whatcha willin ta pay?
Someone says: Farewell Tin Lanas Jejal.
Someone says: 10 Silver?
Bronn Ironheim says: done.
Antonius Copperhand wipes the sweat off his forehead.
Someone smiles "Till we meet again, lovely Ronja"
Someone offers him the coins
Charwis Irongate clears his throat noisily.
Someone says: Thank you Mister Bronn.
Bronn Ironheim pockets the coins.
Bronn Ironheim says: Ye welcome Ronja.
Tyan Masines looks around, pants dripping.
Bronn Ironheim says: I.. i'm sorry... i...
Someone says: Yes?
Bronn Ironheim says: I am just a bit distracted by Baron Masines for some reason pissing himself.
Bronn Ironheim laughs.
Tyan Masines hops down the table, grmicaing and closing his eyes for a moment when his legs meet solid ground.
Tyan Masines says: I didn't piss myself.
Tyan Masines says: I fell into a river.
Tyan Masines says: My pants are still wet from that.
Morri covers his nose and shows his tongue, 'Igittigitt!'
Someone scratches her head
Bronn Ironheim laughs out.
Tyan Masines says: I'm going to send a raven now.
Someone says: Greetings, Mister Copperhand. I would like to buy new a few tools
Antonius Copperhand says: Ah, so you are interested in my wares.
Antonius Copperhand says: Thank you, please come again!
Someone says: Thank you very much, Mister Copperhand
Bronn Ironheim says: I gotta follow this.
Sogg Beermug pokes out his tongue in deep concentration. He then rips out a loud fart.
Bronn Ironheim says: This is just too damn curious.
Someone nods, looking down in her depot.
Bronn Ironheim says: Tyan.
Tyan Masines says: Coming here wasn't smart, but I'd be glad if you could not tell everyone that I pissed myself.
Bronn Ironheim says: Can ye tell me, what tha hells. Is goin on.
Tyan Masines says: No.
Bronn Ironheim says: Oh no i gotta milk dis one.
Tyan Masines says: It's personal.
Bronn Ironheim says: Gonna shout it everywhere
Tyan Masines says: Great.
Tyan Masines says: Have your revenge for nothing.
Bronn Ironheim says: Unless ya tell me
Bronn Ironheim says: Ye told Flynn im tha enemy!
Bronn Ironheim says: How could ya?!
Tyan Masines says: You tried to bribe me before.. I thought you learned your lesson.
Bronn Ironheim says: Dat was jus' hurtful!
Tyan Masines says: Gods damn it.
Bronn Ironheim says: Bribin? I was tryin ta buy ye yer safety.
Tyan Masines says: You could have by leaving.
Bronn Ironheim says: Luckily ye bought it from Ufedhin already
Tyan Masines says: I offered you that back then.
Bronn Ironheim says: well ye talk bad bout me ta girls i like n fancy.
Bronn Ironheim says: i figure i can shout ye pissed yeself.
Bronn Ironheim says: though i be kinda curious what tha fuck.
Tyan Masines says: So that's what it's about? Girls?
Tyan Masines says: You're telling them I think I'm some kind of god!
Bronn Ironheim says: Eh?
Tyan Masines says: You've returned the favor of talking to girls I like and fancy a hundret times.
Tyan Masines says: So get 'over' 'it' 'already'.
Bronn Ironheim says: When im with a gal i like i dun talk bout ya, i ram em
Bronn Ironheim says: I talked ta Eve bout ya, after ya bought me with payin fer mah drinks
Tyan Masines says: You told Eve I was just looking somewhere to put my cock even before I hired you! More than 'a year' ago.
Tyan Masines says: Judge me, but do so if you have earned the right to by being any better.
Tyan Masines says: And not a moment earlier.
Bronn Ironheim says: Aye! Dat I did!
Bronn Ironheim says: But she came for council.
Tyan Masines says: And you bloody refused to leave Cadomyr when I told you, when she was crawling in the mud, and drew steel.
Bronn Ironheim says: She asked me ta tell her tha truth bout ya
Lafadiel glance to the both
Bronn Ironheim says: Ya carried her gainst her will. Ya can't jus' rule her life, she'll never learn otherwise.
Bronn Ironheim says: Needs ta stand on 'er own feet.
Tyan Masines tips a finger on his breatplate. "The 'same' situation as with Hew. Just that I, being Hew then, did not gulp a potion and started slashing at you 'twice'."
Tyan Masines says: I started despising you because you think you're some philosopher, having the world figured out, and you keep judging me and keep pressing your strange morals on me.
Tyan Masines says: So get   over   it.
Lafadiel sighs a bit but du heard of the both
Bronn Ironheim says: I started.... I...
Bronn Ironheim says: Why did ye leave??
Bronn Ironheim says: Ah thought we cud be a gang.
Bronn Ironheim says: We'd make life here.
Bronn Ironheim says: Movers n shakers. Don's completely democratic. Faction is strong.
Tyan Masines says: Because the Crimson Order was a good idea, and because Salathe and Kraex were in Cadomyr.
Bre Southstar says: I wish Gavin would lighten up every now and then.
Bronn Ironheim says: Dat order be terrible.
Tyan Masines says: No, it's wonderful.
Bronn Ironheim says: A gatherin' of tortured souls.
Tyan Masines says: Cadomyr is a 'good' place to be.
Tyan Masines says: Oh, and are you any different, here?
Tyan Masines says: No, you are not.
Tyan Masines says: I'd rather be in an 'order' of tortured souls than in some club which doesn't even know whom to accept and whom to ban.
Bronn Ironheim says: Not if folk like you suddenly start pullin rank and tellin' guys like me ta obey n get out. No good place promotes slave trade and neglect of visitor rights.
Lafadiel take his blade and steops over the street
Tyan Masines says: There is no slave trade, the market is deserted.
Bronn Ironheim says: I'd rather be an honest bandit in a city of mob, than a bandit in disguise under a cloak with Honour written on it.
Tyan Masines says: And there you're wrong, there's no difference.
Tyan Masines says: It doesn't matter.
Bronn Ironheim says: There is a difference.
Bronn Ironheim says: Cadomyr gets to yer head. And ya boss folk around.
Tyan Masines says: No. Sky's always blue, even if it's behind clouds.
Tyan Masines says: And what about you?
Bronn Ironheim says: Ye strive fer power. I just wanna be free.
Tyan Masines says: "Asshole, Mara, arms! I can cut you to pieces!"
Bronn Ironheim says: What about me?
Tyan Masines says: "Leave, Tyan, Cadyman"
Bronn Ironheim says: Dat wasnt me.
Tyan Masines says: "I dun wanna see your face around ere"
Tyan Masines says: Or Saran. "I don't want to see or your bloody mercenary bunch around here." Gods, she doesn't even get that we're not mercenaries.
Tyan Masines says: Get over it. We all bow to somebody and we all boss around and are bossed around.
Bronn Ironheim says: I be only responsible fer "to arms", which is a military signal. Dat aint bossin round. Dats commandin mah troops in tha field.
Tyan Masines says: Yes.
Bronn Ironheim says: Okay okay okay.
Tyan Masines says: And I am a commander, too.
Bronn Ironheim says: Look.
Tyan Masines says: And I command my people.
Bronn Ironheim says: Ya command all who come ta Cadomyr.
Bronn Ironheim says: I only command volunteers of the Watch, somethin they pay me ta do
Bronn Ironheim says: Sarangerel - is awful.
Tyan Masines says: That's your big excuse for everything.
Bronn Ironheim says: but i got paid enough to ignore her ass.
Tyan Masines says: I was paid, it's not my will, it's theirs.
Bronn Ironheim says: literally. got paid so much.
Bronn Ironheim says: that i ignore her.
Tyan Masines says: That cowardice. I at least have the guts to take action myself and stand for it.
Bronn Ironheim says: Dats my entire life, Tyan.
Tyan Masines says: And this is mine!
Bronn Ironheim says: I have no memory. No will. I enforce wills of others.
Tyan Masines says: Bullshit.
Bronn Ironheim says: Whoever proves more resourceful.
Tyan Masines says: You don't need no memory to have your own agenda.
Tyan Masines says: And don't tell me you don't, you have your own agenda.
Bronn Ironheim says: My agenda. Shag some girls.
Tyan Masines says: Yes.
Bronn Ironheim says: Get drunk.
Tyan Masines says: Problem is your're jealous when others try the same.
Bronn Ironheim says: I aint jealous, i take mah chances. I am -not- fond of others tellin me ta fuck off. dats a difference.
Bronn Ironheim says: Ah. Mister S'rrt.
S'rrt K'shire says: 'Ello, you two.
Tyan Masines says: I fell into a river.
S'rrt K'shire smiles "I gotta ssay, Bronn.. Never heard ya call me tha' before."
Tyan Masines is wearing a long tunic, wide pants, stands a little broad legged and has wet pants and boots.
Frederik Silvereye mumbles: 'Work, nothing but work.'
Bronn Ironheim says: S'rrt, three people told me I was rude to ya. If dat be true, I apologise. Ye never wronged me personally, an' I was in a shit mood.
S'rrt K'shire glances Tyan up and down with a short grin "Accidentss happen to everyone."
Bronn Ironheim says: Sides, I aint tha most refined speaker.
Bronn Ironheim says: Pretty sure he pissed himself though.
S'rrt K'shire looks to Bronn and gives a slow nod
Bronn Ironheim points at Tyan
Bronn Ironheim says: He not tellin me why.
S'rrt K'shire says: I can't exactly deny the fact that I felt offended but I recognize yer apology.
Bronn Ironheim says: Perhaps ya can remind me what i said dat offend ya?
Bronn Ironheim says: Den i'll be sure ta filter meself. Better that is.
Tyan Masines says: Sirrt.
S'rrt K'shire opens his jaw then looks to Tyan
Tyan Masines says: I am dropping all charges against Ironheim and ask the Queen to remove his ban.
Tyan Masines says: It would be helpful if you could support my claim.
Bronn Ironheim says: Damn, ya guys are serious.
Bronn Ironheim says: Ye really are?
Bronn Ironheim says: Shit, what tha hell did Mara do.
S'rrt K'shire looks at him for a moment then to Bronn
Tyan Masines says: Being right.
Bronn Ironheim whistles for one of the ravens on the roof.
Tyan Masines says: It doesn't matter why.
S'rrt K'shire says: If Mara hass to do with thiss, sshe'ss done a good job at whatever it iss sshe did. I'll ssupport yer claim.
Bronn Ironheim says: Roach, find Mara. Here. *pulls out a lock of blonde hair from his pocket, and moves it in front of the bird. The bird flies off*
Tyan Masines says: The Queen has been rather absent, but I'll try to forward this to her as quickly as possible.
Bronn Ironheim pockets the lock of hair.
S'rrt K'shire says: Bronn, to go back to yer original quesstion, it wass mosstly the generalization through my belongin' to the Crimzon Order. There were alzo ssome ssnappy remarkss and inpoliteness where  I wass tryin' my besst to be polite.
S'rrt K'shire says: Ya alzo tried to sstart an argument over ssomethin' I had nothin' to do wiht.
Tyan Masines says: See, told you.
Tyan Masines says: You figure yourselves out, I'll continue shouting.
S'rrt K'shire says: I-
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?!
S'rrt K'shire says: Hm..
S'rrt K'shire says: What'd he mean, "ssee, toldcha"?
Bronn Ironheim says: Srrt, if I may.
Bronn Ironheim says: I have no idea.
Bronn Ironheim says: Here be what I seen.
S'rrt K'shire says: Go on. ((checking on bacon quickly))
Bronn Ironheim says: Tyan is walkin with a limp, like there is shit in his pants. Walks over ta that building. Pisses all over his pants.
Bronn Ironheim says: And screams for Mara, having difficulty sitting. But he aint wounded....
Bronn Ironheim says: Cause he aint blee...
Tyan Masines says: Being a good buddy again, huh Ironheim?
Bronn Ironheim says: We tryin ta help ya!
Bronn Ironheim says: Tha hells is wrong with him...
Bre Southstar says: Please pass in an orderly fashion. Thank you.
Bronn Ironheim says: Anyways, Srrt. Just wonderin... if we struck Fooser down back at dat meeting, ye Order would not interfere?
S'rrt K'shire says: We would have not.
S'rrt K'shire says: That iss the promize we made him.
Bronn Ironheim says: Ta not interfere?
S'rrt K'shire says: Aye.
S'rrt K'shire says: He told uss sspecifically that it wass hiss ordeal.
Bronn Ironheim says: But he ran hidin behind yer lines
S'rrt K'shire says: He ran to the teleporter. No tellin' where he uzed it to go and I doubt that we can be blamed for him runnin' to our city.
Bronn Ironheim says: Well. Don sure didn't press tha matter it seems.
Bronn Ironheim says: I suspect dere will be bounties on Fooser.
S'rrt K'shire says: One of Cadomyr'ss principless iss ressponssibility. It wass hiss problem and he ssimply jusst happened to live in Cadomyr..
S'rrt K'shire says: Then there will be. We can't "hand him over" nor will we let people attack people in our city but we are not lookin' after him outsside the wallss.
Bronn Ironheim says: But ya showed up when we tried ta catch him in tha mine.
Bronn Ironheim says: And ye told us ta leave
S'rrt K'shire lowers his brows
Bronn Ironheim says: Dat really spoiled tha relationship
S'rrt K'shire says: Hold on. Wha'?
S'rrt K'shire holds up his palm
S'rrt K'shire says: None of uss had any clue Fooser would'a been there and none of uss _certainly_ knew that ya were lookin' to apprehend him.
S'rrt K'shire says: The men told uss everythin' elze _but_ tha'.
Frederik Silvereye stares into thin air.
Bronn Ironheim says: We caught Fooser in a mine. Got ready ta capture him for delivery. He ran and called you fer help. Tyan came in all full o' air, Salathe came
S'rrt K'shire inhales and sighs rubbing on his brow
Bronn Ironheim says: Tyan specifically said he won't let us have him
Tyan Masines says: Have what?
Bronn Ironheim says: I mean it's not like we were blockin tha mine for all citisens. We were only after Fooser.
S'rrt K'shire says: Tyan, I didn't know they were in the mine to get Fooser.
Bronn Ironheim says: Tha mine incident?
S'rrt K'shire turns to him
Tyan Masines says: Well then you should have paid attention.
Tyan Masines frowns.
S'rrt K'shire says: .. Are ya kiddin' me right now?
Bronn Ironheim says: Fooser is who came and got ya.
S'rrt K'shire says: I arrived later.
Tyan Masines says: No.
S'rrt K'shire says: There wass not a ssingle word of Fooser gettin' apprehended while I wass there. Oxiana didn't ssay anyhtin' like tha' nor did anyone elze.
Bronn Ironheim says: See? Ye cloaks protect him. Which o'course conflicts with tha job of our hunters.
S'rrt K'shire turns slightly to rub a claw on his chin in thought
Tyan Masines says: Sirrt.
Bronn Ironheim says: So dis needs a proper resolution.
Tyan Masines says: In the full report I filed.
Tyan Masines says: To the Queen and all of the Crimson Order.
Tyan Masines says: I mentioned this clearly.
S'rrt K'shire says: .. Did you..
Tyan Masines says: I did.
Tyan Masines says: I still have a copy if you're going to insist.
S'rrt K'shire says: I'm not. I believe ya.
Tyan Masines says: Good.
S'rrt K'shire says: 'Tiss a bit troublessome nevertheless.
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?!
S'rrt K'shire says: Fooser did ask uss not to interfere at Hemp Necktie. Cadomyr miness musst be different.
Bronn Ironheim says: Mhm.
S'rrt K'shire says: I cannot sspeak for the Queen but I can make a guess at what sshe'd think of thiss.
Bronn Ironheim says: Well it just makes me 50 gold poorer, dat's enough ta put me in a grumpy mood, yknow
Bronn Ironheim says: Queen wud probably love it n give Fooser a medal for mockin Don
S'rrt K'shire says: I undersstand. 'Tiss a job of yourss, in a way, after all..
S'rrt K'shire says: Ya know, had I known that ya were lookin' for Fooser, I would'a turned away if it happened anywhere futher than the mine.
Bronn Ironheim says: Fooser mines, dats where he goes.
Bronn Ironheim says: He takes gates everywhere else.
Bronn Ironheim says: I dun understand why ye harbour thieves anyway. Fooser n Hew... dat's rubbish. Dose me belong as outlaws.
Bronn Ironheim says: Dey know no boundaries.
Tyan Masines shouts: Mara?!
S'rrt K'shire says: We turned Hew away.
Bronn Ironheim says: Aye. N Fooser same thing.
S'rrt K'shire says: I know not of Fooser'ss doingss but what I do know iss that if he truly hass committed crime against Galmair, I wouldn't be protectin' him outsside the gate. That iss sspeakin' for mysself.
Bronn Ironheim says: He steals tha gems, goes ta next town.
Bre Southstar says: Aye, Gavin is always right.
Bronn Ironheim says: Well, Fooser covered up his crime well.
Bronn Ironheim says: He clever dan average bear.
S'rrt K'shire says: Lissten.. Bein' the ambassador I sshould make an attempt at ssolvin' thiss thing. How about I talk to him of thiss and ssee what he thinkss, and try to come into an agreement on all ssidess?
S'rrt K'shire says: I know what ya musst be thinkin'.
S'rrt K'shire says: That it'ss not gonna happen. Can't hurt to try.
Bronn Ironheim says: He got in good graces, enough ta get a high tax refund, back when old tax policies were in place, den skipped towns ta Runewick, den ta Cadomyr.
Tyan Masines says: Hmpf.
Bronn Ironheim says: Dat wud be... capital.
S'rrt K'shire says: I ssee..
S'rrt K'shire grins shortly and draws some breath
S'rrt K'shire says: What iss it that ya accuze of him exactly? And I do mean exactly. ((bacon again))
Bronn Ironheim says: If he jus' paid his due to Don, dis wud be over.
Bronn Ironheim says: Well. Not me first of all. Don accuse him in stealin 200 gold worth o property. Unspecified which. But most likely galmair's magic gems.
Frederik Silvereye says: Become a citzen of Galmair! Make me rich...ehm, I mean become rich in Galmair.
Mara Belmore says: Very clumsy of you.
S'rrt K'shire says: ((bronn?))
Tyan Masines says: Can we remedy this 'alone', maybe?
Tyan Masines looks to the gate shortly.
Bronn Ironheim stares in awe.
S'rrt K'shire follows him as he speaks
Bronn Ironheim says: S'rrt, I think this is about to unravel.
S'rrt K'shire says: Mm?
Bre Southstar says: Pass along
S'rrt K'shire says: Thank ya Bre.
Tyan Masines says: I think thhe price I paid was high enough already.
Bronn Ironheim says: What the hell did you do to Tyan??
Mara Belmore smirks slightly
Tyan Masines says: And I would be 'very grateful' if this could stay between us further.
Mara Belmore says: Perhaps your right.
Mara Belmore says: Come along then.