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6 Fourth Age: Like wildfire
Topic Started: 2 Dec 2008, 09:31 AM (159 Views)
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News of the tradesmen and their Lord from the east had spread to Gondors ears even before their arrival in the Riddermark. It was to some surprise to the passengers in the caravan as they pull up toward the city that they met no resistance. Only days earlier did they have spears pointing in their faces and now only stares of intrigue by the soldiers and passerby natives. Setting up for the night they wait for their Lords arrival sending only the message of his delay to the Gondorian guard who had approached.

Inside the city the news on the streets was a buzz as people lined to hear what was going on. In the crowd one woman walk through as if oblivious to scene crate in her hand. Reaching the door she gently knocked preening herself in the few moments till the door opened. Standing on the other side a lady of tall stature whose face quickly turned from pleasant to haughty as she gazed upon her guest.

"I'm looking for the lady of the house." she says her voice finely tuned as the words flowed from her mouth with ease.

The Lady responding to her demeanor slightly opened the door more though never taking that look off her face. "And what business would one such as you have with a noble like the Lady of this household?"

Her body language adjusted perfectly putting down the crate and looking back toward the Lady. "I bring news from the visitors from the east."

This particular Noble lady had quite a reputation within the circles of the city for years. Information passed through her and all others keep their ears to her for the latest gossips so on hearing of special news she couldn't help but be intrigued.

"My master even from Dorwinion has heard of your grace with special interest." Flattery was certainly not very subtle but for one such as the Lady it was a vice.

"Go on." She replies slightly lifting her head with a pleasurably look on her face.

"He would ask a special favor of your talents. Like you milady my Lord has a special talent, of love making. He only wish that you made the others around you aware of such things." Lift the case she presents it to the Lady. "A gift of fine wine, oils and fragrances and his word that he would be in your debt." Giving her the crate she turns to leave.

"All this for something that would take me mere seconds to accomplish?" the Lady responds still somewhat surprised by this.

Glancing back she responds. "I had asked the same thing of him. He replied the word of one lady to another does more than ten thousand of his."



 
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