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[elphir]

It's hard having a vacation when one of the things you're getting away from seems to know exactly how to find you.

Woke up this morning to this standing outside my window:

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[elfwine]

*rests on window sill*

What if I ask you really nicely not to?

[elphir]

I'd still make a good go at it.

What is it, Elfwine? What couldn't possibly wait until I got back? And if this ends in me in a sack again I will make sure they never find where I bury you.

[elfwine]

*slips off the sill and grabs Elphir's hand*

No sack. I promise.

*lets go*

Erchirion sent me. Apparently they want to put you on trial for treason and Erchi thought it would be a good idea to warn you.

[elphir]

*puts some distance between him and Elfwine*

Great. You're in charge, just put them in jail.

...

Wait. Why are they going to get me for treason? Not dad being murdered, is it? I thought I'd made it clear that the next person to bring that up is stationed in Ethring.

[valandil]

.......I never go anywhere without my sword.

*cling* Maybe if we just ignore him, he'll go away. :\

[elfwine]

I've got a good reason for being here.

Please don't get me with sharp things.

[felarof]

*stares*

That ... is not one of the Mearas.

*casually kicks mun as she admires the handsome beast anyway*

((Ow! *locks him in an ear twitch* Excuse us. *drags puppet off to teach him some manners* Yeah, I know it's a fruitless exercise, but a mun can try, can't she?))

[elfwine]

No, it isn't. I got it when I was living in Ethring.

Er. Is it a bad thing for me to not ride a Mearas? *worry*

[felarof]

You're a son of the Mark, boy. You should ride a steed worthy of your lineage. Go find a decent Mearas gelding with half its brains still intact, at the very least.

Out on two counts!

[snowmane]

... Damn.