[color=bc8dbf][b][h2][centre]Lord and Lady Coswain[/centre][/h2][/b][/color]
[color=bc8dbf][b][h3][centre]Eye of Beholder[/centre][/h3][/b][/color]

[color=bc8dbf][b][centre]Royal waiting[/centre][/b][/color]

[color=6ecff6]“Context would help, we are hardly short on time”[/color] Loed Coswain said easily, they had plenty of time to sit and talk right now and no one had summoned them yet.

Persephone took over with a small gleam as her whole life was unraveling mysteries and turning problems into answers. It was fun and she loved the feeling of solving a problem, granted it did not end well for those she found or managed to best. The Throne agent directed the will of the Throne and that could deliver a rather unforgiving punishment or destruction. [color=bc8dbf]“Well, just be calm, calm makes people calm, and fear and anger spread too. So use your language to direct the intended outcome. Your not first blightborn he met. 

Right. The fun part.. Negotiating. You have a card others do not, your Blightborn. You can enter and leave the area without risk. You have a skill, that the others do not possess.” [/color]She said with a flourish and a maybe she was enjoying this a little too much but damn the woman was bored, the plots and so going on here vs her former home, come on! maybe she would get to try and solve the murder plot… 

Oh his Titles…he had not come from a poor background but not a Lord, he had earned that title through hard bloody work and rose up the ranks by luck and skill. It was no mere title That he had just been given because his father met his natural end. [color=6ecff6]“My rank is earned, not inherited, I have no such fancy history, maybe one day we might. 

My wife loves that kind of detail, I just keep her to the standards she is accustomed to and fight when asked.”[/color] He kept things lighter and sociable. she was a Noble, well By laws former Noble as no blightborn could technically hold a title if she was Lunarian anyway. He was far more than a regular soldier but he played that off, he did not want people wondering what he had really been up to in his career. He could hide behind the soldier's image a little. 

[color=bc8dbf]“Right”[/color] Persephone tested her hands in a triangle and gave her a curious look, a lot of words as she weaved the threads together and made sense of the woman's rather extensive language usage. [color=bc8dbf]“He is, be has to be, we really are just making the best of the worst here, the passes to Lunaris are probably gonna be closed so we are even more isolated. I rode it and it was bad.

Just be Polite, be respectful. You'll be fine. “[/color] Persephone brushed it off, this place seemed pretty like that, the norm was broken so it was what you had on offer and what you could do that mattered. [color=bc8dbf]"You want it, take it, you think Sya had accepted her place and decided to obey all the rules?”[/color] She said, This Sya had been very much an successful innkeeper despite being an blightborn and wanted with a death on her head in at least one kingdom. 

Lord Coswain nodded Along as his wife was talking, she was right, the rules were broken and this place was… well plain take what you can get frontier town. [color=6ecff6]“The innkeper, I think half the town is scared of her. Im suprised im daying this, or even in this town...but you want it, you gotta go take it here.”[/color] He laughed and drank his beer, the Innkeeper was a blightborn but he had to admit it was really fun hearing she bent Ayel so far out of shape. That man was a mega asshole. 

He was supposed he was having such a talk with a blightborn... but adapt and thrive. That was all they had. 

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