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[toujoursdroit]

Incoming messages and correspondence for Romain, Duke of Coucy

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crystal.

[hornswoggle]

[ how do you...address a duke...when asking for a favor? ]

Do you have a moment?

[toujoursdroit]

[If one can't be polite, one can be direct.]

I suppose I can find one. Whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?

[His tone is not especially indicative that it's a pleasure, but it's not hostile either. Maybe he's just Orlesian that way.]

[hornswoggle]

John Silver. The Quartmaster of the Walrus.

[ does not sound impressive comparatively, but john's pressing on. ]

We spoke briefly during the matter of the Archon, if you recall. Your granddaughter suggested I seek you out for some assistance with a project I've undertaken.

[toujoursdroit]

Ah, yes. I do recall.

[Not enough to be bothered to place his voice, apparently, but all the same.]

Knowing my granddaughter, I'm sure this project must be fascinating. What would I be assisting you in?

[hornswoggle]

I'd like to spread a few rumors among the Ostwick nobility. But to do that, I would need some introductions or else I expect the door would be slammed in my face before I can get started.

So sorry for the intensely long delay

[toujoursdroit]

Ah. An old method, but not an ineffective one. I've a few contacts in the Free Marches, and one or two who owe me favors.

Do you have a particular venue in mind?

unforgivable

[hornswoggle]

There's a party being held to celebrate some trader's favorite son. From what I've heard, it'll get just about everyone influential in one place.

[ helpful ]

If we can get through the door, we can get the word out in one evening.