Solgarik out on the town!

From FiranMUX

Solgarik's out on the town :)

Anarinuell: Military Street South Jalil Coran Lidanos Obvious exits: North East West

Solgarik walks along, rubbing his eyes off and on, then shakes his head and half-grins.

Jalil nods to Coran with a knowing look and salutes him as well.

Coran salutes.

Lidanos dismisses Coran, and when he's away, talks to Jalil quietly.

Lidanos says, "So, what did you need to talk to me about?" {Firan}

A sentry shouts, "General Solgarik, SIR!"

Lidanos turns and finds the general, snapping to attention and saluting.

Coran walks away, and snaps a salute to General Solgarik.

Jalil turns as well and goes instantly to attention himself.

Solgarik chuckles at the shout, and the ensuing reaction, and rubs at his forehead, "At ease, at ease..." He shakes his head, chuckling, "Good evening, Sentry..." He nods to Coran as he passes, then adds to the other two, "How are you doing, Commanders?"

Lidanos says, "All right, General." {Excellent Firan}

Coran again waits to be dismissed.

Solgarik says, as an aside, "Dismissed, Sentry." He -did- hear that part, earlier...

Shorister comes in from the north.

Shorister heads west.

Jalil arches a brow relaxing, "I have been better General." he looks to Lidanos, "I was justa bout to discuss a plan of mine with the commander." {Excellent Firan}

Coran notices a familiar figure walk by and fades into the shadows.

Coran heads west.

Solgarik nods quietly, and asks, "Is it something that the two of you would prefer privacy for, or would my company be not a great burden?" He grins faintly. {Firan}

Jalil shrugs, "Personel matters mostly, you can stay General, I do need to talk to you as it is." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik nods, "Then...perhaps somewhere a bit less open?" {Excellent iran}

Jalil nods, "where would you suggest General?" {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik chuckles, "The only place -I- can think of is at the Palace...unless either of your quarters are closer?" {Firan}

Lidanos says "I can clear out the guard room in the jail."

Jalil nods, "I live north of the district, perhaps the jail is best." Firan}

Solgarik grins, 'Then off we shall go." {Firan}

Anarinuell District Jail: Guard Room

Jalil glances about, "Cozy in here." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik nods, moving to take a seat, "Indeed.." {Firan}

Lidanos smirks a little. "I sleep here." {Firan}

Jalil chuckles, "I didn't mean that in a bad way. At any rate, to business. Coran was telling me of wha he found while in the north. I wated to get permission from you Lidanos, to borrow him for a time. I'd like to take him on a flight soon, to do an aireal scouting of the area." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik comes to attention, and frowns, "What did he find?" {Excellent iran}

Lidanos looks incredulous, "You want to put him in the air, General?" {Excellent Firan}

Jalil looks to Solgarik, "Old camps, they looked to have been used to scout us during the winter. I feel that in the air we may find some trace of the shammies and have an idea where they may try to attck from this summer." he then turns to Lidanos, "I intend to take him along to ppint out the places he saw. I have no intentions at all of trusting him with his own mount. I am well aware of his background. If you approve of this, he will ride on Faranalus with me." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik nods, musingly, as he listens.

Lidanos chuckles. "A few quick dives might scare some morals into him." {Firan}

Solgarik blinks, and looks up, "what's this?" {Firan}

Jalil grins, "Though if i am to do this, I will need him a couple of weeks before we leae, to train him in the basics of flight, so that if I need to take sudden dives and such, he will know how to stay on." {Firan}

Lidanos says, "I don't mind reassigning Coran to your unit, if the General doesn't mind." {Firan}

Solgarik chuckles, "Actually, it isn't part of my Division...I would ask Riss, perhaps? I obviously have no problems with it..." He shrugs. {Firan}

Jalil grins at Lidanos, "Only temporarily mind you, you aren't gonna be able to push him off on me that easily." {Excellent Firan}

Lidanos says, "I don't think General Riss will mind me transferring Coran _out_. I was more worried about the transfer _in_to your division." {Firan}

Jalil nods and grins, looking to Solgarik, "What say you Vahl?" {Firan}

Solgarik grins, "Well, if I were my brother, I might have something to say about it." He winks. "I'll definitely send a word to Vahlgellan." {Firan}

Jalil blinks and grumbles, "Damnit, sorry general." {Firan}

Solgarik laughs, and shakes his head, "Don't be...it's only happened since we were born..."

Lidanos smirks.

Lidanos says, "I remember when the mob surged forward at Elianos and Sabine's announcement of your birth. They wanted blood. Sabine talked them down though with a most amazing speech." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik raises an eyebrow at Lidanos, "Really? Why was this?" He seems interested in this tale. {Excellent Firan}

Lidanos suddenly stops grinning and gets serious. "Because you were twins, sire. They wanted to end your soulless little lives." {Excellent Firan}

Lidanos says, "Of course, I don't really believe all that. Not much, anyway..." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik blinks for a moment, then laughs, "That is -rich-....and amazing..." He laughs for a moment, then sighs quietly, "And it is things like that which will tear our people apart without effective leadership..." Almost as if he were talkign to himself. {Excellent Firan}

Jalil smirks at that.

Lidanos says, "Well, you know how superstitious people are. And if two children are born at once, people just reason that they must share a soul between them, or one will not have a soul at all. And Drik will take that less-than-perfect baby for his own." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik nods quietly, then says, just as seriously, "If a soul must be shared between Vahl and I, then it's obviously a very strong and large soul." {Firan}

Lidanos says, "Well, you DO have the blood of Zutiv in you." {Excellent iran}

Solgarik simply grins, then asks, "Has anyone heard anything about progress made on the water sickness?"

Lidanos says, "I've looked into it for months now, and I can say for certain that it's originating outside the city. That makes it your jurisdiction, or at least not mine." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik nods, "It's something that we've been discussing." He sighs, "Perhaps I should talk to the Ravinor to see about setting up a reward to anyone who can find a cure for the disease?" {Excellent Firan}

Lidanos says, "I'm frankly surprised no one has suggested that already." {Firan}

Solgarik nods, "I'll definitely suggest it then. Actually..." He thinks, then smiles, "I'll just do it myself." {Firan}

Solgarik leans back, "What's the award for winning the Pentahalon, the one that's in stenis?"

Lidanos says, "225,000?" {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik mmms, "Three hundred thousand, actually..." he thinks.... "That'd stretch my funds...but...how about two hundred thousand stenis to whomever can solve such a puzzle? Of course, if anyone else in the Republic wishes to add to that offer, I wouldn't say no." He chuckles. {Excellent Firan}

Lidanos says, "Oh, is it four plots of land this year, instead of three?" {Firan}

Solgarik nods, "Three hundred thousand, four adjacent plots, or a formal state marriage." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik grins, "I plan on competing." {Firan}

Lidanos grins, "For which, General?" {Firan}

Solgarik smiles mysteriously, "That, Commander, is a secret."

Lidanos laughs. "Sure it is. What's her name?" {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik immediately turns beet-red, and coughs loudly.

Jalil grins at this, "I believe it is lady Zeysani is it not?"

Lidanos says, "You may be my superior officer, sir, but I've been around long enough to recognize a crush when I see one." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik drops his head to the table, nailed utterly by Jalil's comment, but unwilling for it to be -that- publically aired.

Lidanos winks at Jalil. "Of course it's Lady Zeysani. Who else would it be? Half the city's boys have fallen hard for the young violet-eyed beauty..." {Excellent Firan}

Lidanos chuckles at Jalil. "Have you, too?" {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik raises his head at that, and looks hard at Jalil.

Jalil arches a brow at Lidanos, not seeing Sol's look, "No, my eyes are set on someone else. Though if Lady Sarcia has her way, I will be with one of her daughters." {Firan}

Lidanos says, "Doesn't Lady Sarcia always get her way? At least for a few days." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik sighs with relief, and shakes his head, "I already know of two who seek her." He looks determined, "However...if I win the competition...my plans are to -ask- her...if she does not wish me, I will not force her into marriage. If she does, then she will anyway, and I will choose the Stenis, to distribute to the people of the city."

Lidanos chuckles playfully, "Well, you have to beat me, General." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik grins wickedly, "I plan on it."

Lidanos narrows his eyes mischievously. "Good luck." {Firan}

Solgarik says honestly, "And to you as well. I think I will be satisfied if I beat Sadin...although it'd be nice to take the prize." {Firan}

Lidanos says, "I nearly beat Agarn in the last decathlon. I've been practicing my sword skills since then, and my oratory as well." {Excellent Firan}

Lidanos says, "Little Banik will be the one to watch. His father was quite the athlete when he was a young one." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik frowns faitnly at Banik's name, apparantly he's one of the ones in the 'race' for Zeysani's hand.

Lidanos yawns. "It's getting late, General, and I have an early shift tomorrow. Is there anything else?" {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik shakes his head, "Not that I'm aware of." He looks at Jalil, "You had something, I think?" {Excellent Firan}

Jalil nods, "Aye, though I believe we could discuss it elsewhere and let the commander rest." {Excellent Firan}

Lidanos fluffs up his army-issue pillow on the cot.

Solgarik nods, "Where to, then, Commander?" {Firan}

Lidanos says, "I need to have a federal auction soon..." {Firan}

Solgarik chuckles.

Jalil :shrugs, 'I need to see to faranalus, perhaps we could just talk on the way to the aviary. "" {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik nods, "Of course." {Excellent Firan}

Jalil nods to Lidanos, 'May Uff care for your dreams commander. "he then turns for the door." {Firan}

Solgarik says, "Sleep well, commander." {Firan}

Jalil leaves the guard room.

Jalil has left.

Anarinuell District Jail: Entrance (#115RbFLg)

    The grey stone walls are featureless and practical. The torch light
    even seems to bare no warmth while the flame's shadows dance on the
    walls. A stone stairwell that leads to the tower is in one corner of
    the room, and next to the stairs is another room where guards can be
    seen and occasional conversations can be heard. Down the length of the
    wide downsloping hall are sconces which hold large, brightly burning
    torches. At the end of the hallway, another heavy iron door can be
    seen with a small barred window. The stone halls are quiet this time
    of night while a single centurion stands on his vigil.

Contents: Jalil Jail Guard Obvious exits: Hallway Out Guard Room Stairs to Tower U

Jalil tries to open out, but finds that it's locked.

Jalil enters the guard room. Jalil has left. You follow Jalil.

Anarinuell District Jail: Guard Room

Jalil comes back in chuckling, "Care to show us out?" {Firan}

Solgarik simply grins.

Lidanos leaves the guard room. Lidanos has left.

Jalil leaves the guard room. Jalil has left. You follow Jalil.

Anarinuell District Jail: Entrance (#115RbFLg)

Lidanos unlocks out with a click.

Jalil has left. You follow Jalil.

Jalil speaks softly as you walk, "Have you been in the Diplomat lately?"

Solgarik shakes his head, "Not since that night, no...you?" {Excellent iran}

Jalil nods, "It seems that people have been talking incorrectly about that night. Rumor has it we three went up there with Mes Karison, and then people heard her yelling, and we continued the party." he sighs, "Oktar is even contemptful towards me know." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik frowns, "This is public knowledge now?" {Firan}

Jalil nods, "The bad this is, what is public knowledge isn't even the truth of what happened." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik frowns, obviously annoyed, if not downright angry. "This is...intolerable."

Jalil nods again, "Lady Sarcia even thinks that I molested that woman. You and Vahl both know that did not happen." {Firan}

Solgarik nods flatly.

Solgarik I know exactly what happened. I believe Mes Karison would be willing to back you on that affair." {Firan}

Jalil looks at you with all seriousness, "What's more, the rumors have you and Vahl as being participants." {Firan}

Solgarik turns scarlet, and is -obviously- mad now. "Who?" {Excellent iran}

Jalil shrugs, "I overheard this gossip in the marketplace today." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik frowns, "If I ever find out who started that...." {Excellent Firan}

Jalil nods, "I'll keep my ears open." he loks to the north, "I need to see to my mount, if you could tell Vahl about this and tell him I want to talk to him about Coran." {Firan}

Solgarik nods, "I'll definitely talk to him about this...and about Coran." {Firan}

Vilis comes in from the north.

Jalil nods, "Peace be with you General." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik nods to Jalil, "Take care, Commander." {Excellent Firan}

Vilis mutters, " if .. ain't ... son of . ........"

Vilis mutters, " .. .. ..... ... ... .. . traitor."

Vilis staggers a bit up the street, a wide malevolent grin passing across his face to see Jalil.

Solgarik turns his head towards the merchant, and frowns, his eyes dark.

Jalil glances towards Vilis as he staggers.

Vilis says, "What's this little conspiracy here about, boys?" {Firan}

Jalil motions to an old man and they engage in brief conversation.

Vilis comes up to Jalil and Solgarik and overfamiliarly drapes a hand over each.

Jalil arches a brow pointedly at Vilis' arm, "What can we do for you sir?" {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik again, simply frowns, his knuckles whitening as his fist clenches.

Vilis says, "Well, when someone sees Lord Jalil huddled up with someone of import at night one has to wonder." {Excellent Firan}

Jalil takes a step back from Vilis, "It is military affais sir, none of your concern." {Excellent Firan}

Vilis says, "So, what's it tonight? Murder? Intrigue? Rape? Treason?" {Excellent Firan}

Jalil eyes glare wide in rage, "What is the meaning of that sir?" {Firan}

Solgarik says, mustering up all of his coldness and nobility, and military bearing in the process, "I was not aware that the concerns of the Republic's military were any concern of the merchants?" He takes a step back as well. He then frowns darkly, "Are you accusing either of us of something?" He purposefully leaves the title of the man off. {Firan}

Vilis laughs, the smell of alcohol plain on his breath.

Vilis says, "The security of the firan realms is the concern of all citizens. Isn't that what your father taught you, Prince?" {Firan}

Solgarik wrinkles his nose, and looks simply disgusted, "You are drunk." He dosen't answer the question.

Vilis says, "Oh, don't you like the drink? Word on the street has it you were both plenty drunk the other night." {Firan}

Jalil steps up into Vilis' face, "If you have a valid accusation to make sir, I suggest you make it, if not, then go get some sleep so that you can regain what little descensy you may have." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik's eyes glitter ominously.

Elianos comes in from the east.

Solgarik says, "I ask again. Do you have some charge to place against either of us, or are you more interested in being a drunken boor?" {Excellent Firan}

Elianos strolls in, talking to his guards.

Solgarik is standing with Jalil, glaring at Vilis.

Jalil stands dangerously in Vilis' face, his own face flushed with rage. A perceptive person would knote Jalil's hand grasping the hilt of his sword as well.

Vilis looks darkly and somberly at the younger man wearing the general's insignia. "Did you have to beg your daddy for that or what?

Elianos notices the three men standing there, and happens to overhear the "beg your daddy" comment.

Solgarik 's lips part in utter rage, at the very threshold of losing his temper. He takes a step forward, his fists clenched. He says, very slowly, and very tightly, "Sirrah, I will give you five seconds to leave this location, or I will be forced to see that your mouth chews on the paving stones of our city until it can learn to be civil." {Firan}

Elianos walks slowly over to the men.

Jalil half draws his blade, "I would very much suggest you heed his warning." {Excellent Firan}

Vilis sees Elianos before the others do, and straightens up, looking more formal and ignoring their taunts.

Vilis bows, formally, with a flair of the arm to one side to Elianos.

Solgarik simply counts. "One." {Firan}

Vilis says, "Most noble Ranivor; Lord Vilis Ista Barun at your service." {Excellent Firan}

Jalil notices elianos now and back off, his rage still barley in check, he resheaths his sword and salutes, still seething.

Solgarik continues, "Two." {Excellent Firan}

Elianos nods to Vilis.

Vilis says, "Your son here is showing me his math skills, it would seem." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik half-turns his head, and nods to his father, "Ravinor." He salutes, then turns back to look at Vilis. "Three." {Firan}

Elianos nods to Vilis, "And I think he does a good job counting."

Elianos nods to Solgarik, "Carry on."

Jalil turns his attention back to Vilis as well, just waiting for one more reason.

Vilis looks to Solgarik through half-lidded eyes, then back to the Ranivor, smiling graciously. "He has obviously inherited your gifts. What are you counting about again, Prince?"

Solgarik 's teeth glint fiercely in what little light there is. "Four, -Lord- Ista Barun." {Firan}

Elianos says, "Lord Ista Barun, I might suggest you do as the prince says." {Firan}

Vilis says, "Ah, if only I remembered. I think he was counting the women he's been accused of attacking recently, but I could be wrong." {Firan}

Solgarik pauses in his count, his eyes flatly staring at the merchant. He's willing to allow the man enough face to depart, but if he refuses....oh, if he refuses...

Jalil clemches his fists, bracinghimself.

Vilis says, "But it grows late. Perhaps I should take my leave." {Firan}

Vilis bows again to Elianos and staggers off drunkenly.

Vilis heads west.

Jalil growls out in rage and turns slamming his fist hard into a nearby wall, "Insulent bastard!" {Firan}

Solgarik 's fists tremble for a moment, before he closes his eyes, letting out a low breath. "He was not worth it. However...gods...how I wanted to." {Excellent Firan}

Jalil turns to solgarik, having forgotten elianos in his anger, he rubs his now bloodied fist, "We need to stop that Drik loved rumor." {Firan}

Solgarik takes another long moment, letting the anger drain out, before speaking, "Indeed we do." He looks at Jalil, "You need to get your hand looked at, also." {Excellent Firan}

Jalil shakes his head, "It's nothing, just a wall." {Excellent Firan}

Elianos speaks up now, "What was all that about?" {Firan}

Solgarik says dryly, "It's nothing...just your hand." He turns to Elianos, and sighs, "It seems that a rumor is circulating the city at the moment, when people should be thinking of more important things." {Excellent Firan}

Jalil jumps a bit having forgotten they weren't alone, he turns to Elianos, and nods.

Elianos says, "What rumor is that?" {Firan}

Jalil motions for Solgarik to let him explain.

Solgarik says quietly, but without shame or guilt, "The rumor is that myself, my brother, and Commander Jalil were drunk, and accosted a woman. I believe the exact order of the rumor was that the commander took the woman upstairs, began to take her against her will, and my brother and I, drunk, went up there and joined in." He looks at Jalil, "Was that about the sum of it?" {Firan}

Jalil steps up a bit, "Ranivor, your sons are falling prey to a rumor that I caused." {Firan}

Elianos says, "Did you accoust a woman?" {Firan}

Solgarik says simply, "No, sire. Neither myself, my brother, nor the commander accosted anyone." {Firan}

Jalil nods to Solgarik, "when in truth I was the drunken one, and she came up on her own will. When I propositioned her, she started yelling, I backed away immediately and your sonsburst in to see what was happening." {Excellent Firan}

Elianos says, "Who was this woman?" {Firan}

Jalil says "Me Karison, the clothier.""

Solgarik says, "Mes Karison." {Firan}

Elianos says, "Hmm." {Excellent Firan}

Elianos says, "Do you know who started the rumors?" {Firan}

Jalil shakes his head, "No sire, but we intend to find out." {Excellent iran}

Solgarik simply shakes his head, "I am quite interested in finding out, however." {Firan}

Elianos says, "Have you spoken to Mes Karrison about this?" {Firan}

Jalil says, "I have not seen her since that night." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik says, "I did not know about the rumor until a matter of moments ago, just before .... we were interrupted." {Firan}

Elianos says, "What did you say to the woman after she started yelling?" {Firan}

Jalil I told her that I respected her wishes, and moved away, giving her room enough to leave unmolested. She was concerned that she was doing wrong by denying me. "" {Firan}

Jalil says, "The Princes took her from the room and that is the last I have seen of her." {Firan}

Elianos says, "Ok." {Firan}

Elianos says, "Solgarik." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik looks to his father, "Yes, sire?"

Elianos says, "Who is your commander?" {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik says, "High General Judano, sire." {Firan}

Elianos says, "Well...." {Excellent Firan}

Elianos says, "Hmmm." {Excellent Firan}

Elianos says, "Have General Riss look into this matter." {Firan}

Solgarik nods, "I'll send him a message in the morning, sire. I..." He pauses, then bulls ahead, "We were discussing an idea of mine. I'd like your opinion on it?" {Excellent Firan}

Elianos says, "Have him investigate it, and let him make a decision wether or not the three of you be punished or let off the hook." {Firan}

Jalil speaks up, "Ranivor, if anyone is to be punished, it is me, Your sons were only involved out of concern for the lady." {Firan}

Solgarik 's jaw clenches, once, then he nods. "I will, sire. I will inform the General that Mes Karison can be contacted on the matter as well." Firan}

Elianos coughs as Jalil speaks, knowing he isnt trying to say anything against the wishes of the Ranivor.

Elianos nods to Solgarik, "Very good."

Jalil clears his own throat softly and steps back.

Solgarik then asks, "Would you like to hear the idea I had, sire?" {Firan}

Elianos says, "Now that that matter is over with, What did you want to talk about...oh, what idea?" {Firan}

Solgarik smiles faintly, "It seems that no one has come up with any ideas for finding a solution or a cure to the water sickness, and I came up with...some incentive." {Firan}

Elianos says, "Yes?" {Firan}

Solgarik says, "I propose a reward of two hundred thousand stenis be offered to the person or people who can come up with a cure for the water sickness, to be paid upon the cure becoming publically available and proven that it works."" {Excellent Firan}

Elianos says, "Good idea." {Firan}

Elianos says, "but, perhaps a gift of nobility would be better." {Firan}

Elianos says, "10 plots of land..." {Excellent Firan}

Elianos leans over to his son, whispering.

Solgarik nods, "Commander Lidanos said he was surprised no one had thought of it earlier." He half-smiles, "Of course...although I was thinking from the limits of my own means. I was going to put forth the sum from my own monies." {Firan}

Elianos whispers to you, "Very good idea, I am proud of you." {Excellent Firan}

Elianos says, "The problem is with all of the Firans, therefore, the Firan people will put up the reward, 10 plots of land." {Firan}

Elianos says, "You go announce it son, I am very proud of your work." Firan}

Solgarik straightens just a touch, looking a bit happier, among other things. He nods, and smiles, "Thank you, sire. I still wish to include the monetary reward. A...seed fund, of sorts." {Firan}

Elianos nods to Solgarik, "Very well."

Solgarik says, "I was thinking perhaps anyone else interested in contributing to this fund, as it has struck at all of us, could do so." {Excellent Firan}

Jalil steps up a bit again, "Ranivor, I also had an idea for the festival I would like to discuss with you at your conveinance." {Excellent Firan}

Elianos looks at his son, "I think that is possible."

Solgarik nods, "I shall announce that as well, then. I'll also go to the bank and start an account for that purpose." {Excellent Firan}

Elianos leans over to his son again, whispering, "But, for political reasons, it might be better if it was just your monies and the Firan land."

Elianos says, "Especially concerning The rumors." {Excellent Firan}

Solgarik pauses, then nods, "I can see the wisdom of that, sire. I was thinking less of that, and more of other things." He nods, again, "Indeed, thank you, sire." {Excellent Firan}

Elianos nods to Solgarik.

Elianos says, "Is there anything else?" {Firan}

Solgarik shakes his head, "I have nothing else of import, at this time, sire. I believe commander Jalil does, however." {Firan}

Elianos looks over to Jalil, "Yes?"

Jalil nods politly to elianos' recognition, "I had an idea for an aerial display for the festial." {Firan}

Elianos says, "A what?" {Firan}

Jalil says, "A show of manuvears and acrobatics on Griffon back." {Excellent Firan}

Elianos says, "Oh, you must be one of those fly boys." {Firan}

Elianos says, "If you think you can make a good show for the people, and keep up on your training, then I have no problem." {Firan}

Jalil nods with rpide, "Aye sire, that I am, I was thinking of a display similuar to the famous one between clan leader Akinita and Garen." {Excellent Firan}

Elianos coughs, remembering how they nearly killed each other.

Elianos says, "Perhaps a little safer." {Firan}

Jalil :nods, "Of course sire, it will be performed by my most elite pilots." {Firan}

Elianos nods, "Very well then."

Jalil nods with a wide smile, his spirits raising at that, "Thank you Ranivor. Now, if you will excuse me, i must atend to my mount before retiring for the night." {Firan}

Elianos says, "ANd I must leave also." {Firan}

Elianos stand here, waiting for a couple of salutes.

Solgarik salutes, sharply, holding it.

Jalil snaps to attention and salutes Elianos smartly, definately in a better mood.

Elianos nods, and departs.

Elianos heads south.

Solgarik looks much more pleased in general, as his father leaves.

Jalil turns and grins to Solgarik, 'Take care. "and turns for the north." {Firan}

Jalil heads north.