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Nathan Telluride takes a look around the area. "Song, dance, lovely lasses and some smart asses. I seem to be getting dragged into something like respectability, despite my best efforts to be otherwise."
Raisan Arcmantle: "Aye, that they have, kept up on my training, and skills. Even appointed Saint of the Crafting branch for the Harbinger's of Dawn. The same company that provide your security for this event."
Nathan Telluride: "I've attended a few of your company's open house events. The wines are quite good, though I fear poor Leanne sometimes worries overmuch about her bartending."
Raisan Arcmantle snickers. "Aye, that she does. Will you be joining our new estate then for this next tavern night? We've moved now to Lavender Beds, Ward Five, Plot Fifty Eight."
Raisan Arcmantle: "Same Night as usual. We have a new much larger bar area for hosting."
Nathan Telluride taps his chin. "New location, you say? I may do so, and if I cannot make it, I will spread the word. I have a couple of friends who could use a bit of revel."
Raisan Arcmantle: "Ah, that would be fantastic, I fear this next tavern night might be light due to not as many knowing of our new location."
Nathan Telluride: "Don't neglect the flyers, then. A few posted at a yalm's height will reach both your best Lalafellin company, and the collapsed revelers looking for the next good place to wet their whistles."
Raisan Arcmantle: "I'll keep that in mind. So, feel free to stop by when ever you get the chance. I'm sure we can do good to catch up some over a glass or two, and when there are less people around to overhear two people remember the past."
Nathan Telluride nods. "My past was a little more dirty and gritty, but those are sometimes the best occasions. I will endeavor to find your new estate."
Raisan Arcmantle: "Good, good. Northeast Subdivision aetherite if that helps get you closer."
Raisan Arcmantle: "Ward five."
Nathan Telluride: "Splendid, sir, splendid. Do pass my regards to your company and hostess. Perhaps a private show might be arranged, sometime, as well."
Raisan Arcmantle: "I think you should, I have this brand new wonderful stage I just built for the company, worthy of a bard of your caliber."
Nathan Telluride licks his lips. "Now you're talking dirty, sir, and I am of course intrigued. It's not fair to tempt a performer with the opulent form of a good performance house... all bedecked... mmm."
Raisan Arcmantle: "Ah, you caught me, I knew I could entice you to join us with the talk of stage and performance, you might even like the antique harpsichord we acquired to accompany the stage."
Nathan Telluride: "Mister Arcmantle, are you trying to seduce me?"
Raisan Arcmantle: "I think I wouldn't dare, but I must say we have plenty of women and wine at the company estate and tavern that would most likely enjoy that task."
Nathan Telluride clucks his tongue. "Then I should be doubling my efforts, and perhaps I will bring some arm candy of my own."
Raisan Arcmantle: "I'll make sure there is a bottle of whiskey? if I recall your drink of choice? Ul'dan fire Whiskey to be exact?"
Nathan Telluride lifts his chin, and grins widely. "I may have to introduce your stores to my very good friend, Madjack Red. It isn't just the tables whose spreads are made more amenable by his smoothness, you can be sure."
Raisan Arcmantle: "Very well, bring all you can muster, I'm sure we would enjoy putting our new tavern to the test. More tables, VIP section, and like I said earlier, a grand stage on which to perform."
Nathan Telluride: "A section for Very Impulsive People? Well-planned, I say - such people need a place to go to feel comfortable in their willingness to forego all inhibitions. Is that where the auctions have been held?"
Raisan Arcmantle: "The auction was help in Gridania, however the event was quite successful, granted us enough to provide this wonderful new house and tavern so that we may host a much better event."
Nathan Telluride: "And the gil flowed faster than the company wines, and thus, a new place was founded."
Nathan Telluride: "Ah, good evening, love."
Raisan Arcmantle: "Women about as usual Nathan, you never change do you?" *giggles*
Raisan Arcmantle: "Not that I would want you to either."
Nathan Telluride: "The day I can't say hello to a woman, at least, is the day I am a bard no more. I little touch of the personal makes the difference."
Raisan Arcmantle nods in approval.
Raisan Arcmantle: "So tell me Nathan, is the seer only seeing those of the pilgrimage, or is anyone welcome to be read? It's been long since last I've talked with one."
Nathan Telluride: "I think they are open to all takers! Speaking of which, I may yet need to have my fortune tested, lest I walk into a Stroper's maw unpredicted."
Raisan Arcmantle: "Very well then, I shall take my leave and request an audience with the seer. I look forward to seeing you at the tavern, remember you're always welcome to stop by some time earlier if you want the grand tour before the night if you like."
Nathan Telluride: "Then let us both find a line."
Raisan Arcmantle places his mask and weapons in his sack.
Nathan Telluride taps his chin. "It was said in the prophecies of old that I would one say stand in a line... Bloody hells!"
Raisan Arcmantle: "Seer is a rare gift, I'm sure there are many who would want to speak to one as often as possible."
Nathan Telluride: "Hm... might be a bit early for this."
Nathan Telluride: "Looks like Last Call at Buscarron's."
Raisan Arcmantle: "Good day to you seer, very rare is the chance to speak with one with the gift."
Iskierka Stormspeaker: Thank you. The pleasure is mine. How may I help you?
Raisan Arcmantle: "I ask only for a fortune of the cards if it pleases you to offer it for me."
Iskierka Stormspeaker spreads her cards out before Raisan. "Be my guest."
Raisan Arcmantle: "I've been told to always take that which is offered to you first, do not wait for better for it may not come along." *he pulls the first card placed before him without hesitation.*
Iskierka Stormspeaker: The Emperor. A figure of great authority.
Iskierka Stormspeaker: However, temper this authority. Try not to fall into the trap of stubborn behavior.
Raisan Arcmantle: "Thank you seer. May the twelve as one guide and protect you on your journey in life and beyond."
Iskierka Stormspeaker: Thank you, good sir.
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