His lordship, Lord Throdo Therving sits in his office, lights are dimmed and many letters from peasants flock his desk. Soon later, a faint knock is heard on the door, "Come In!" Throdo replys. The door opens and while expecting someone else, he see's a young short peasant child.
"Sire. . I bring a piece of parchement for you. I- It looks important as it has big words," says the boy. The boy sadly cannot read any of the text.
"Yes yes, give it here, and here is some coin fer yer good time." says Throdo. The boy bows then leaves. Throdo reads the letter carefull and thinks to himself, "What tom foolary is this!? I shall have god smite thee, Divinus fer attempting this!" A few moments later, the butler's maid, 'Jessica Star' arrives to his office with a glass of wine. Throdo eyes the wine then looks back at the bounty.
"His Royal Butler Wilfred Pro- Proudfoot brought this wine as a gift," she says after entering the room.
"And what doth this wine be?" he replys after much thought.
She steps forward, "Greenshire, sire.." Throdo ponders at the wine, then remembering that Greenshire is the king's favorite. However, no simple lord could drink from this quality of wine..
"Very well, hand me it please," Throdo takes the wine from the maid and sniffs it. He looks at Jessica and then oddly he see's the butler whom gave him the wine smile oddly whislt walking pass the hall. Throdo looks back at the bounty and then holds the hand to his waist. The maid still stands there at the doorway smiling at him, which Throdo finds quite strange, "You may leave now," Throdo says with a hushed tone.
"I must collect thy glass. ." she says. Throdo looks to his glass of wine then nods.
"Take the wine, I do not want it, please," Throdo holds out his hand with the wine. "No no, I insist you /must/ drink this!" she says with a loud voice. She goes closer to try and force the drink down his throat, but she fails. Throdo shoves her away then throws the wine on the ground, making it sticky. "Leave now!" yells the old man. . She leaves in a hurry to Wilfred most likely.
Throdo hurries and brushes all the paperwork off his desk then opens the chests that lies underneath it. He takes his clothes from the days back in Galahar and puts them on and then his hood. He leaves with haste leaving the room in mess. He gets on his horseback and rides to a castle (Shall not be named to avoid metagaming) He rides for days and weeks then finally reaches the castle of his friend, *******. He shall wait there for untill his messangers give him notice..