"WONDERFUL, it's a family reunion." the stunning counselor announces from the archway.
"Praise to the lawyers, the keepers of law and purveyors of Justice. Without us there would be none of this." She motions for everyone to step on back into her office. Where Orn is standing looking out the window.
She takes the funds, writes a receipt and offers another parting drink to the couple. She pauses biting her plentiful bottom lip, "I heard a rumor that a small, innovative group found their way into and out of the old Pathfinder Lodge," her thumb and forefinger on her chin, as she lets the comment linger.
She nods approvingly, "Leaving the funds works well, I will arrange the sale and lets plan on closing the deal tomorrow morning...say 11:00am. Of course, that is assuming there are no hiccups along the way. But the Alphonse Lourdou would be a fool to breach an agreement with me." She smiles, looks over her at her two apparent statues, then picks up her glass, "To a legal resolution."
She steps around and pours that smoky firewhiskey for everyone, "His owner wants 3000 gold plus 500 gold to cover his penalty provision to break the pending sale. You remember I previously mentioned I had heard he was being sold and shipped to gladiator pits." She sips the smooth charcoal liquid, her tongue savoring the aged spirit. "The sale needs to be concluded today."
The receptionist, Evenor Justice, carries out a small try of drinks. A few minutes later, Luci fer NoGruilt, appears is in the doorway, "An unexpected visit but never-the-less a paying client is welcomed. In fact, there is news about your legal concerns."She motions for the two to follow.
Stepping in her spacious office you can again see the two statutes flanking the room. Her view is breathtaking. "Sit...sit...can I get you another smoky firewater. Seems like one is never quite enough."
"Well getting a person away from the Rack can be...expensive. Guilt, only increases the difficulty, especially if the employer seeks Justice for his slave's misbehavior." She pauses to let the words sink in. She eventually continues, "So you would like me to get the save freed from his crimes and returned to his owner?" Her left brow rises suspiciously.
"You have a persuasive friend in Gerald." The lawyer states with her back turned to you. "I don't see just any commoner." She turns and looks at the two visitors, "I, for one, thought your last work was lacking of much bardic talent - Mr. Bessate. Frankly, that play stunk but who am I to criticize." There is a hypnotic cadence to her sultry voice.
"Now what would you like to accomplish?" directing her attention to Andrea.