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Authors Note:
The following is a bit of a labor of love. It follows the Sticks and Stones stories, so please be sure to read those first.
Secondly, I owe a huge thank you to the players behind Sendithu and Eckan. Between (major) editing, working as sounding boards, and generally putting up with my nonsense to get this to paper, from the heart - Thank you.
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As the evening sun splashes against the battlements of the wall around Shard, a powerfully built Human and a stunning Elven beauty walk slowly down the road. Speaking softly to each other, they arrive at the Rose. Stepping forward the Paladin opens the door carefully, giving his companion a gentle smile. Trailing her fingers affectionately along his arm, the raven-haired Elf whispers a kind word before stepping inside the building.
As the pair enter, the Paladin nods to another Human standing just inside. Greeting him simply with a nod and a bass rumble of “Squire” the pair cross the oddly empty and quiet common room, heading towards the proprietor standing behind the bar.
Approaching the Publican, Samsaren gives the man a friendly nod before hefting an overfull gem pouch onto the counter. The Publican pauses before objecting, “Milord, that is far too much.”
Samsaren smiles softly before gently wrapping the man’s hand around the pouch. “Nonsense. You closed the entire bar for my friends and I to have a quiet gathering. Besides, I believe I heard mention of a child or grandchild, a wedding, and whatnot.” Gently patting the man’s hand on the pouch he continues, “Now I believe it’s a catered wedding, with an open bar.” Astounded, the man stammers another protest before being overwhelmed by a warm smile from Sendithu.
Violet eyes filled with amusement, Sendithu murmurs gently to the fellow, “He is stubborn and he has made up his mind. Now would be the time to just say ‘thank you’.” Giving the Publican a nod, Sendithu heads to the back room where the muffled sounds of merriment resound. Samsaren watches her go, before giving the man’s hand a final pat, “Oh...I also arranged with my partner, Zaherli, she will be in town for a short while and will make sure you get the best value for those. Take advantage.” Stepping away, the Paladin heads towards his Squire who is standing guard at the Inn’s door.
Stepping forward, Eckan clasps Samsaren in a solid forearm grip, turning slightly, Samsaren nods to the far door, “Who’s already arrived?”
Eckan glances at the door briefly, “Your..erm, our brother arrived just a few ago, with our guildmate, Kattena. Mistanna, Khaelyn and I arrived first by moongate from the Crossing. Sure beats walking, boss.” Samsaren chuckles, nodding, as Eckan continues, “Our dearest sister came through another gate a bit after us, but I haven’t heard from or seen Etherian.”
