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Shadow of the Past
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: Minas Mor-go
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"It's a fine house indeed. Not as large as my own in my youth, but just as opulent," Osfrid answered. "My Muriel has never been in such a grand house. She's enchanted by it, and says she wants to live in one just like it someday." He stroked his long moustache thoughtfully and grinned.
"That Muriel, she's as precious as any riches Sorn's got stashed away." Scyld seemed to be listening, though his back was to Osfrid and he only turned his head to catch a glance of him. Scyld was a quiet sort. Osfrid didn't know much about him. He knew Scyld had been with Sorn for a while, and that was about all he knew. "How long have you been here, with Sorn?" asked Osfrid. Scyld glanced back at Osfrid again. "About thirteen years or so." Osfrid's eyes doubled in size. "Thirteen years! Wow…" It was a surprise that Scyld hadn't gone insane yet. Though they usually got along fine, Sorn could drive Osfrid crazy at times. It was just the way Sorn was. A few silent moments passed, and then the two came to the ajar door of Sorn's study. Osfrid bid good-bye to Scyld and, with one deep breath, entered the study to discover what sort of plan Sorn had in mind this time. |
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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A creak could be heard as Osfrid entered the room carefully. Sorn smiled and waved Osfrid over. "Come, come! I have a small plan I think you shall like to hear!". Sorn tapped out his pipe once more and, upon offering Osfrid a seat opposite him, took his own in front of the hearth.
"That young lady has a troublesome look in her eye." Sorn began, and Osfrid did not argue. "She will try to escape any way she can. While Scyld guards her very well, it will be quite wearisome having to keep up with her antics. Do you not agree?" Sorn pretended to wish the man's opinion, but Osfrid simply gave a mute nod. Sorn leaned forward and smiled, finally glad to reveal his brilliant scheme. "I want you to take yourself to the Mead Hall of Eodwine. I shall give you a day or two to prepare, if you wish. There, you and your Lady will try to blend as you can, and find out more about the Lady Linduial..." At this, Osfrid looked at him quizically. "What might we gain from this? Is that what you are thinking?". Sorn didn't wait for him to answer, but leapt up and chuckled "Apart from her pride and vanity, this little Lady of Dol Amroth must have a weakness! I wish to find a person she holds dear. Do not fret, good man, we shall not steal another person! Simply find out someone she would be sore to see hurt..." Sorn winked, certain that he understood his meaning. "Do you agree to this, Osfrid? I can always send someone else if you object, though I am sure you'd be the best at playing the act, to put it simply..." |
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