Fluffyscrublord
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Watching these two was possible the most amusing part of her day, but not enough to make up for the moment she was almost eaten by a giant Darkspawn. However, it did bring a bring back her curiosity on the topic of other pacts that Aedan has made with other mortals. One in particular that sent Aedan in quite a fury, but Duke Alart seemed quite smitten with the while display of it. Though she did find a bit amusing that they almost talked as if she weren’t there. Not that she mind, it just made the situation more amusing.
Duke Alart or Grife (his true name as only Aedan simply knew him by) stood up from his soft seat with a bit of a groan and started for a cabinet in the room, “Arrrggh, I always thought that weapon needed a better name.” He coughed again, wiping the black blood from the corner of his lips. He opened the cabinet and started to pull another bottle of spirit as well as a glass, “Seems soooo…” He waved a hand around, looking up in though, “Depressing...Like a nickname to your dying horse.” He shrugged and poured himself a glass. He picked it up and took a sip of his alcohol as he leaned against the cabinet. He gave Aedan a coy look as he drank, “Well, I suggest you sit down.” He shrugged and pointed to a seat, “You aren’t going to like my answer…” He started to walk to his chair and then sat on it, almost spilling a bit of the drink on himself and chuckled to himself. He then looked at Aedan with the straightest face he could muster before he shrugged and said, “I don’t bloody well know.” He shrugged, waved a hand and took another slip of a drink.
Eravati’s lips twitched, pressing her lips together and looking away.
Before Grife could earn Aedan’s wrath, the man held his one free hand out and waved it, “Now hear me out! It isn’t like I tried. OH! I tried,” He shook his fat head and frowned, “The. Hell. I. Did.” He pounded his first onto the arm of his chair with each word, “But that Aurora is a sly creature.” He leaned in and loudly whispered, “You know what she did?! Well…” He leaned back, “I’ll tell you...The first thing she did was prance around after the war was over and held that thing up as her little trophy. I mean….It was a symbol of your defeat. Everyone was cheering and what not...Apparently there were a BUNCH of parties. People went crazy. They ate a lot. They drank a lot. Can you imagine the babies that you were conceived on the day you were finally defeated?!” He cleared his throat and wiggled his eyebrows at Aedan to let him ponder on that, “Anyways, she had that thing lock up tighter than a chastity belt on some gorgeous maiden. Now, she had it locked up in the Kingdom of Minyth for as you know that was the first Kingdom to join her in the war against...well you. And she had the complete balls to show off that thing on the exact time and date you were defeated. Of course, once the king died, it was rumored that the weapon was buried with him in his vault. Strangely enough year and years after, we are talking about a decade, the tombs were growing some infestation of some time and they were removed. Now, that is when people said the weapon was...misplaced. Other say that this was some blatant political lie and put into the Grand Church of in new capital of the kingdom which is was then Havisa. Now the Kingdom of Minyth is now gone…” He whispered loudly against, “Royal family quarrel and financial crisis. A new kingdom was formed after a bit some civil war. As a gift for their aid, the new Kingdom of Avilina had given gifts to the Tsui Dynasty to a new country that was formed called Zuunshir. Of course, there is another rumor that a barbaric tribe in the north east holds a dark weapon. Then that a son of a high court councilor managed to find an ancient weapon from the west in the Vrutish Empire. Pick your favorite, Aedan.”
“Pardon, Duke.” Eravati spoke up and looked to Aedan, “If you wish for this to be our first task, I can make arrangements to do so. Along with the Duke’s help, I am sure we can find your valued weapon.”
Grife leaned in towards Aedan and whispered, “I love how she calls me Duke...But frankly, you got yourself quite the little catch there. That one has money.” He leaned back, clearing his throat yet again with a big grin on his face, “Certainly, my sweet. Now, I suggest you both figure out where you want to go and get ready to leave soon. Like I said, you won’t be safe here. People will be asking about me and so on. You are welcomed for a day. Ah...Will you need a bit help adjusting to you the bright weather outside, my lord?” His grin turned devious towards Aedan as he did have a solution, but he found it quite fun to poke Aedan on. It was very possible that his solution may humiliate the once great Lord of Darkness or just be overly complicated just to annoy him when there was possibly a simple solution.
Duke Alart or Grife (his true name as only Aedan simply knew him by) stood up from his soft seat with a bit of a groan and started for a cabinet in the room, “Arrrggh, I always thought that weapon needed a better name.” He coughed again, wiping the black blood from the corner of his lips. He opened the cabinet and started to pull another bottle of spirit as well as a glass, “Seems soooo…” He waved a hand around, looking up in though, “Depressing...Like a nickname to your dying horse.” He shrugged and poured himself a glass. He picked it up and took a sip of his alcohol as he leaned against the cabinet. He gave Aedan a coy look as he drank, “Well, I suggest you sit down.” He shrugged and pointed to a seat, “You aren’t going to like my answer…” He started to walk to his chair and then sat on it, almost spilling a bit of the drink on himself and chuckled to himself. He then looked at Aedan with the straightest face he could muster before he shrugged and said, “I don’t bloody well know.” He shrugged, waved a hand and took another slip of a drink.
Eravati’s lips twitched, pressing her lips together and looking away.
Before Grife could earn Aedan’s wrath, the man held his one free hand out and waved it, “Now hear me out! It isn’t like I tried. OH! I tried,” He shook his fat head and frowned, “The. Hell. I. Did.” He pounded his first onto the arm of his chair with each word, “But that Aurora is a sly creature.” He leaned in and loudly whispered, “You know what she did?! Well…” He leaned back, “I’ll tell you...The first thing she did was prance around after the war was over and held that thing up as her little trophy. I mean….It was a symbol of your defeat. Everyone was cheering and what not...Apparently there were a BUNCH of parties. People went crazy. They ate a lot. They drank a lot. Can you imagine the babies that you were conceived on the day you were finally defeated?!” He cleared his throat and wiggled his eyebrows at Aedan to let him ponder on that, “Anyways, she had that thing lock up tighter than a chastity belt on some gorgeous maiden. Now, she had it locked up in the Kingdom of Minyth for as you know that was the first Kingdom to join her in the war against...well you. And she had the complete balls to show off that thing on the exact time and date you were defeated. Of course, once the king died, it was rumored that the weapon was buried with him in his vault. Strangely enough year and years after, we are talking about a decade, the tombs were growing some infestation of some time and they were removed. Now, that is when people said the weapon was...misplaced. Other say that this was some blatant political lie and put into the Grand Church of in new capital of the kingdom which is was then Havisa. Now the Kingdom of Minyth is now gone…” He whispered loudly against, “Royal family quarrel and financial crisis. A new kingdom was formed after a bit some civil war. As a gift for their aid, the new Kingdom of Avilina had given gifts to the Tsui Dynasty to a new country that was formed called Zuunshir. Of course, there is another rumor that a barbaric tribe in the north east holds a dark weapon. Then that a son of a high court councilor managed to find an ancient weapon from the west in the Vrutish Empire. Pick your favorite, Aedan.”
“Pardon, Duke.” Eravati spoke up and looked to Aedan, “If you wish for this to be our first task, I can make arrangements to do so. Along with the Duke’s help, I am sure we can find your valued weapon.”
Grife leaned in towards Aedan and whispered, “I love how she calls me Duke...But frankly, you got yourself quite the little catch there. That one has money.” He leaned back, clearing his throat yet again with a big grin on his face, “Certainly, my sweet. Now, I suggest you both figure out where you want to go and get ready to leave soon. Like I said, you won’t be safe here. People will be asking about me and so on. You are welcomed for a day. Ah...Will you need a bit help adjusting to you the bright weather outside, my lord?” His grin turned devious towards Aedan as he did have a solution, but he found it quite fun to poke Aedan on. It was very possible that his solution may humiliate the once great Lord of Darkness or just be overly complicated just to annoy him when there was possibly a simple solution.