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Knight Errant Telestial wrote:

The Bard wrote:

"The Queen isn't aware of this is she?"

"She may be, she may be not. Our Order operates both within and without the political machinations of the Court."

"We serve Order. With the king stricken, others may seek to cause... unrest. Our task is keep that from happening. If another family can prove more stable in this time we would support them. At this moment, that is not the case."

"Ah. So you are like the Knights of the Pearl that serve the royal family here as well. The ones my mother is still upset with me for not joining," she adds with a shrug and a wry smile.

He smiles back. Winningly. This warrior has undeniable charm.

"Perhaps she doesn't realize that the Order serves Rule, but not necessarily the Rulers."

Knight Errant Telestial wrote:

"She may be, she may be not.

"Well then, the only other thing I need to know then is if you have any leads as to Mirathn's location"

"Unfortunately know. Our auguries have met with 'resistance'. We could sense the chaos behind the blocks, though."

Nimora relaxes as she sees that he is exactly what he appears.

"I appreciate any assistance in this matter. I don't have your same reasons of duty, but I swear to you I will not rest until I have found Mirathan and found a way to bring him back. That's why I'm here, prepared to eat some humble pie and beg my mother's assistance to try and find where he has been taken."

The knight mulls this over.

"I'm not sure that I can give her any reason to assist us, if I may consider my offer accepted?"

"Also, if you could recall what you know about the abduction it would help. I have learned to only trust part of second hand knowledge, and I'm not sure if you had a chance to fully plead your case before...
He looks at Kaelar ... your misunderstanding."

"The Queen isn't aware of this is she?"

"She may be, she may be not. Our Order operates both within and without the political machinations of the Court."

"We serve Order. With the king stricken, others may seek to cause... unrest. Our task is keep that from happening. If another family can prove more stable in this time we would support them. At this moment, that is not the case."

Knight Errant Telestial wrote:

Telestial looks around, his eyes hesitating on anyone within earshot.

"My Order protects the city of the one you seek. Specifically certain personages tied to that place. Is there perhaps a more private place to discuss these things?"

His eyes move to the side, to Ethelbert, and he places his palm upon his breast and nods.

"None where Ethelbert would fit," she says, considering the problem. Finally coming to a conclusion she says, "Follow me. I may get in a great deal of trouble over this. I'm not really in my family's good graces right now. I'm supposed to stay in the courtyard until my mother returns from the temple." She moved to one of the doorways that lined the courtyard and swam through leading to a small anteroom lined with coral couches. "This is as private as I can manage right now. Ethelbert, please alert me if anyone approached the gate."

"And now, if you will please forgive my suspicion," she says, fingering the amulet she wore and concentrating. "The ones who stole that which I seek used illusion to cloak themselves."

He looks exactly as he appears.

"Thank you, my Lady. I must apologize for my sudden appearance, and the obvious concerns it raises. My Order has served the city for generations, more specifically the ruling families of that city. We lost 3 of our eight knights in the recent battle. We fear losing more before our numbers can be restored. We fear failure in our task if we do not break protocol and assist you in finding the Prince. His younger brother is a fine lad but too young to serve."

Knight Errant Telestial wrote:

Telestial hands the reins of his sea horse to one of the guardsman. "Careful, he bites when treated roughly", he cautions. Striding into the courtyard he spots Nimora a little too quickly, he approaches and kneels on one knee.

"Lady Nimora. My name is Telestial, of the Order of the Pearl. I offer my services to you in your quest."

Nimora is a little taken aback. She's never had anyone kneel before her, and she's not really sure what to do about it.

"How did you find me here?" she asks, surprised. "I've only been here myself for a short time. And how do you know me? And my quest?"

Telestial looks around, his eyes hesitating on anyone within earshot.

"My Order protects the city of the one you seek. Specifically certain personages tied to that place. Is there perhaps a more private place to discuss these things?"

His eyes move to the side, to Ethelbert, and he places his palm upon his breast and nods.

Telestial hands the reins of his sea horse to one of the guardsman. "Careful, he bites when treated roughly", he cautions. Striding into the courtyard he spots Nimora a little too quickly, he approaches and kneels on one knee.

"Lady Nimora. My name is Telestial, of the Order of the Pearl. I offer my services to you in your quest."

The guards gave each other nervous looks. Nimora had barely been here a couple of hours and already there was someone asking after her?

"This is the home of the High Priestess of Aventurnus, yes. And who are you to be seeking to speak with Nimora," one of them said in what he hoped was a haughty and forbidding manner, forgetting for the moment that Nimora was currently in disfavor with the family. "I do not recognize your emblem, nor have you mentioned where you are from, or why you wish to speak with Nimora."

"I am from the the Pearl of the South, really need a better name for that place and my business is a private matter that should be of importance to the one I requested. As it is to my Order. If she is not here I can certainly check the temple."

A handsome and noble looking sea elf warrior wearing armor of pearl arrives at the villa riding upon a white seahorse. His shield is emblazoned with a red octopus upon a field of blue, and his long trident is made of the bone from a leviathan. As he stands his cloak flows with the water, making parts of him disappear altogether. He waits for the servants to acknowledge his presence at the gate, and announces himself.

"Is this the home of the High Priestess of Aventurnus? My name is Telestial. I seek audience with her daughter, Nimora. She is here, yes?"