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[man_heart]

*has been getting her bearings in town for a while now*

*decides that she needs to find gainful employment*

*Winds up at the Numenorean Consulate, thinking that it looks vaguely more mortal-ish than the rest of the town*

*goes in and gapes at the decor*

OH my GOD. Art pieces. Plush carpets. A water-cooler? They're a bunch of softies!*ambles

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[caranthire]

*comes sauntering out of Pharazon's office*

[man_heart]

*notes the sword on your hip*

Ho there! :D

[caranthire]

Excuse me?

Look! I NEVER charged! It was all for free and...

Oh. You don't mean THAT type of ho, do you.

[man_heart]

I was just saying hello! In hearty, enthusiatic manner, because you have the look of warrior! I approve!

So...ho there! :)

[_elemmire]

::walks in with a couple of large canvases and a small birdbath that apparently sings when you put water in it::

::fumbles and spots you::

::thinks you're an employee::

Well don't just stand there! Help!

[man_heart]

*ambles over and gives you a companiable slap on the back*

What ho? What is this? *frowns and pokes the bird bath* Is it a weapon?

[_elemmire]

::straightens up at the slap and raises her eyebrows as she looks at you from head to toe and back again::

Excuse moi?

::shoves the birdbath in your arms::

It is if you want to drown babies in it. Put it right over there.

::points royally towards a corner::

[man_heart]

:o

Why would you want to drown babies!? Unless they're evil babies...

*easily picks up the bird bath and deposits it in the corner*

*saunters back over* The name's Emeldir! You work here? I'm looking to get back into the smiting business, what?

[tar_calion]

*wanders out of his office a little while after Caranthire*

*saunters down the stairs brooding over the loss of his palantir-privacy*

[man_heart]

*looks you up and down*

Ooh, leather, armour, weapons...

WOOF!

[caranthire]

*smirks*

Yes. That's Pharazon. He's ALSO married.

[man_heart]

So am I, technically. >:D