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A lock of hair drops out of place as Halsanna pokes her uncle's chest, and he smiles with a blush. 'Larusiel! Right, right. Where ever did I get Luma from? Well, bother - it must be in the ether. Thank you for the correction, I'll learn not to imbibe so early in the day...else I won't have to mock absent-minded senility.' 'You can't imagine how helpful seeming out-of-touch is, when at the gambling hall.'
My dear brother, what trials you've undergone. Let me see if I have this right - oh, and either of you two fine young ladies can chime in. Vivaeri is your daughter by Luma, and Halsanna is your daughter by Trianna. Amunrel here is the brother of Luma. I, of course, am your brother, and if I haven't thanked you for not protesting my re-taking the family name of Firdraes, then let me do so now. And this Azlanti...Adjunta Paul? Not a distant cousin perhaps? *Morindur smiles* forgive me, I couldn't help the joke. In any event, do I have this right?
'Vae, Uncle Mor, you may want to compare your last names with Father's. "Hmmm. Yes. Very observant of you, Halsanna." Morindur flexes his fingers, and in a small flash produces a deck of cards, which he then begins to shuffle. He stretches his legs and brings them to rest on the edge of the dining room table. "Odd though, I've seen both spellings. Perhaps someone is pulling pranks with the family crest...Oribar?"
Here's Morindur, sheet details are in his profile. Still working on it, but have some basics down. Will update tomorrow. |
