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piosenniel · 10-06-2002, 06:31 PM

***** DALE-Jarl *****

Jarl sat down at the desk in the front room, and listened to Gramil speak with the two guards. This is proving to be an expensive trip for Dale! he thought to himself, as the men detailed to Gramil what had happened. It would be no surprise to me if Bard decides to 'retire' me when I return!

The three had finished speaking. Jarl ran his hands through his hair, then beat a short, slow tattoo on the desk top in in front of him. Best to get back on task and not worry about the future, until I can iron out what has happened today. Elbows resting on the desk top, he steepled his fingers in front of him and said softly, 'What is it you need me to do to smooth this business over with the families in the bazaar?' He regarded Gramil closely, assessing just how far he might trust the man to deal fairly with him, then sat back calmly in his chair, the decision made. 'I will rely upon your judgement, as I am the offending outsider in this matter. Garlin is my assistant, and I assume full responsibility for his actions. You know the Trade community best in this town. What should our next move be?'

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Gramil and Jarl talked late into the night. It was agreed between them that Gramil would take care of certain arrangements in the bazaar early in the morning, and then the four of them would leave with all haste for Nurn. The two young men were to stay here, until the party was ready to leave, with Gormack to stand guard that nothing unpleasant happen during the night. Gramil had balked at this idea, wanting to send the man home to his family. But Jarl had made it clear that he preferred someone he knew be here and offered to subsidize Gormack handsomely for the extra hours.

Gormack jumped at the chance to make the extra money. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he stationed himself at the entry way.

It was just before dawn. Jarl walked Gramil out to the street, tightening up the few loose details of their talk as they stood on the walk. A fair number of Gold Dragons were exchanged between them. Then Gramil bid him fare well until later, and and made his way to the bazaar.

[ October 09, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ]

10-06-2002, 06:31 PM	#164
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	*** DALE-Jarl *** Jarl sat down at the desk in the front room, and listened to Gramil speak with the two guards. This is proving to be an expensive trip for Dale! he thought to himself, as the men detailed to Gramil what had happened. It would be no surprise to me if Bard decides to 'retire' me when I return! The three had finished speaking. Jarl ran his hands through his hair, then beat a short, slow tattoo on the desk top in in front of him. Best to get back on task and not worry about the future, until I can iron out what has happened today. Elbows resting on the desk top, he steepled his fingers in front of him and said softly, 'What is it you need me to do to smooth this business over with the families in the bazaar?' He regarded Gramil closely, assessing just how far he might trust the man to deal fairly with him, then sat back calmly in his chair, the decision made. 'I will rely upon your judgement, as I am the offending outsider in this matter. Garlin is my assistant, and I assume full responsibility for his actions. You know the Trade community best in this town. What should our next move be?' ******************************************** Gramil and Jarl talked late into the night. It was agreed between them that Gramil would take care of certain arrangements in the bazaar early in the morning, and then the four of them would leave with all haste for Nurn. The two young men were to stay here, until the party was ready to leave, with Gormack to stand guard that nothing unpleasant happen during the night. Gramil had balked at this idea, wanting to send the man home to his family. But Jarl had made it clear that he preferred someone he knew be here and offered to subsidize Gormack handsomely for the extra hours. Gormack jumped at the chance to make the extra money. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he stationed himself at the entry way. It was just before dawn. Jarl walked Gramil out to the street, tightening up the few loose details of their talk as they stood on the walk. A fair number of Gold Dragons were exchanged between them. Then Gramil bid him fare well until later, and and made his way to the bazaar. [ October 09, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ] __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.