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[b]Name:[/b] Kerylun
[b]Level:[/b] 1
[b]Race:[/b] Gargoyle
[b]Class:[/b] Archer
[b]Date/Time:[/b] Day 2? / Morning
[b]Location:[/b] The Fat King's Castle - Great Hall
[b]Tagging:[/b] [@Cyrania] [@Ashevelendar][/hider]

The gargoyle scanned the hall they were in. What a magnificent castle this king had! Kerylun could not help himself but wonder how the gargoyles here would look like if there were any. Normally these statues were used to drain water from roofs or the like, but the more modern alternative was to use nothing but extensive pipework. Unlike Gwendolyn who appeared to be quite fond of her hood - at this point he had no idea if this could be considered inpolite along members of the higher classes or not, so he didn't say anything -, he did hardly make any effort to conceal who he was. To his defense it should probably be added that trying to hide was a bit difficult for someone who was close to 10 feet and putting half a ton on the red carpet. Of course, he could have started acting as a statue right here, right now, but that would have required him to take off his clothes first. Now [i]that[/i] would be offensive! But interestingly only as long as his transition to a statue was not completed. After this, it would suddenly be okay again. Human society... strange things were happening...

Kerylun leaned down towards the elf so he could speak to her by whispering. [color=aaaaaa]"Erm... Do you think these chairs are suitable for me ? I don't want to break something before our business here has even started."[/color] On the other hand... the chairs had been placed there for the guests. That food looked delicious, but the gargoyle was aware that poisoning was yet another threat to add to their list. [color=aaaaaa]"We should seek the queen's and the princess' cooperation and perhaps let them exchange plates with others and then extract some probes. I doubt that everyone would be poisoned."[/color]