**** Harad/Umbar - Gramil ****
Jarl attempted to pay for the damages on the tents but Gramil's trade instinct told him this was the perfect opportunity to create good relations with Dale. In his mind's eye he saw a bad trend: first the king ignoring Dale's official representative, for a month no less, then the awful dinner party, now this. He extrapolated that trend and didn't like the conclusion. He gauged Jarl carefully. This was not a man who would respect extravagant gestures, so he would have to phrase this within a hair. He recalled what Tarve, the owner of the Lion's Den had said about Jarl being a 'King's man.' As for the tents, his mind flashed on the description of Garlin, 'a good lad, though no trader,' and Gramil's fierce young cousin who tried everyone's patience. He thought it unlikely Garlin started that fight. Gramil paused, then spoke in a relaxed voice, leaning back in his chair.
"Jarl of Dale, I actually have instructions from King Fuinur to invite you on a tour to Nurn as our guest. We intended to do so after we had shown you more of our city," Gramil smiled ironically, "we are unexpectedly rearranging that schedule. But I will not go against his word on that. As for the tents... if Garlin is in fact responsible, certainly. But I know my assistant. His mind is quick, but his tongue quicker."
[ October 06, 2002: Message edited by: Marileangorifurnimaluim ]
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