Royal Ball

[Old Man Boiendl 1454]

Looks up at Axl and smiles " I fair well, well indeed, and another grandchild eh? This seems like a bit of a predicament, and a lovely granddaughter you have here Lord Artorus." Clears his throat and takes another wine from a passing servant, he takes a quick sip and focuses his attention back on Axl.

[Braehn Elendil An'Hiraeth 474]

*Artorus shrugs lightly, meeting Boiendl's gaze. He wonders why people call him old, while Boiendl is older than some Elf folk in Oren. "Too many Elendil's as is, yet it is better than none. The Adunian people dwindle. There are only a handful of pure blood Adunian clan's left, most do not own land, only myself and my four others sworn to me."

Artorus chuckles slightly, putting a hand on Bella's shoulder. "And Lady Bella here wouldn't mind having another cousin around the castle, he's around Derrek's age I believe."

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Patrick looks down at Artorus from the second level, and then his empty wine glass, a devilish smile coming to his face, he drains the last drop and arcs his arm, and tosses it down at Artorus, letting it his his head, smirking at him

[Braehn Elendil An'Hiraeth 474]

*Artorus gets hit on the head with the wine glass. A slight /Crack/ is heard. He looks up and sees Patrick laughing. He growls and looks at Boiendl, asking angrily. "Does the church still do castrations?"

He moves his hand to his scalp and feels around.He brings his gloved hand to his face to reveal blood, cursing under his breath.

[Old Man Boiendl 1454]

Shrugs and sips some wine. "We haven't done one in ages, depends, depends. " Sips some more wine.

[Braehn Elendil An'Hiraeth 474]

*Artorus grumbles under his breath. He says to Boiendl angrily, "That boy is nothing but trouble, his mother was a saint and his father a sinner." He feels the top of his scalp again, trying to see if he is still bleeding.

He brings his black leather glove to his face and see's that the blood has stopped. Sighing in relief, he crosses his arms and says to Bella and Boiendl. "Let's move before he drops a flagon."

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Patrick waves at Artorus, indicating he come up the stairs to Patrick

[Braehn Elendil An'Hiraeth 474]

*Artorus looks down at Bella and pats her on the head saying "Papa will be right back, I need to go talk to Patrick...or beat him for dropping a glass on my head, whichever comes first."

He leans over and kisses the top of her head. As he makes his way up the stairs, he looks at Patrick gives him a stern cold look. At the top of the stairwell, he crosses his arms and says "Aye, Pat?"

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Patrick gives a grin and looks at his uncle

"Sorry uncle, but I needed your attention somehow."

He waves apologetically, and takes a step closer

"I found something in the Mireton vaults that was intriguing to me. It was written by some loon who used to own the land, and it seems to still be in effect. It spoke of a treaty in which Elendil troops were allowed to help police Pruvia and Mireton. Well I was wondering if this could be put back in effect."

He looks at his uncle in the eye

"I am currently building up a sizable force to help protect the duchy but I could use some help with it, at least right now. The treaty also spoke of Tarus soldiers being allowed in Pruvia but Uncle Ezekiel hasn't had soldiers since before my father, God bless his soul, was born"

He waits for Artorus to respond

[Braehn Elendil An'Hiraeth 474]

*Artorus sighs and leans against the railing. "First off, next time don't throw glass at my head, you could have hit Bella or Boiendl. Saying "Hey Axl!" will suffice next time. Second, that treaty was to protect the Duchy from House Flay, that felt entitled to claim Pruvia from Ithelias. Ithelias might have been a weak Lord, but it was his by right and no Flay would own land close to Ildon as long as I had a sword and an army."

He chuckles to himself and says to Patrick "You are a Prince of Oren, I do not believe you need Elendil or Tarus men in Pruvia doing the job of your men. Be that as it may, I'd gladly help whenever you request it.Five landed Adunian clans, around ten knights, House or Landed, seven rangers, and a dozen men-at-arms, though we lost a good one to desertion, Mikhael Torrson was his name. I haven't seen him in a fortnight, so I only have to assume."

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Patrick shook his head at the name

"That name... His was not the writer. He is mentioned in older documents as the owner, but the one I speak of is from some crazy bastard named Magnu, or was it Manus? I forget, anyway, he wrote the thing in blood. But either way, I would appreciate any help right now. I also need to speak about removing the fee for traveling to and from Arethor. It is very high, and we need to set one up to Ildon, no?"

Patrick smiles at his uncle

"But I will have a barracks and training area built and see sure my men are all at."

[Braehn Elendil An'Hiraeth 474]

*Artorus shrugs and looks down at the ground floor to check on Bella, he smiles seeing she is standing there talking to Boiendl. He looks back to Patrick and scratches his beard, frowning"Magnus Loken, bastard and beast. I brought him into the Kingdom of Renatus and it was a big mistake...his family and his logic is only one thing. Twisted."

He sighs deeply and smiles,trying to forget the past. "Well no matter of him, or the Flays who sought the Duchy to begin with. We already have a wagon set up from Ildon Towne to Pruvia. The driver charges around five dnurems for a one way passage to Mireton."

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Patrick nods to his beloved uncle

"Most of his family seemed fine. His son died in battle for Oren, but let's not speak of that now."

He gives a smile

"I was thinking we remove all charges too and from Ildon and Mireton to increase traffic and trade. People would be more willing to go, and we could always pay the drivers ourselves for their services"

Patrick waits his uncles response

[Braehn Elendil An'Hiraeth 474]

*Artorus gives him a nod "Aye, let us speak of this at the Winter Hall Castle later on."

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Patrick smiles at his uncle and nods

"So how have things been then, uncle?"