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Posted on May 5, 2013 at 00:12:54 AM by sir walter smythe

�I would appreciate that,� Sir Walter stated with regards to the king�s comment about Tsi, having already agreed readily to the proposals offered. He did not doubt that the church�s access to superior lawyers and scribes was far greater than Arthur�s, and could not anticipate a difficulty with the written agreement which, in any case, would be a mere formality. Sir Walter and his church were not bound to the laws of this land, and considered their ties to Earth governments loose at best; they abided only by the law of the Goddess. If everything went to plan, all of this should be unnecessary anyway. Sir Walter had every intention of ensuring that Thoth was the one who requested he travel to Earth. Once in the church�s possession, they could easily control communication back to Shaman.

As dictated by courtesy, the high priest formally thanked the king for his time and consideration, and apologised again for breakdown in written communication and consequent short notice. This was reiterated almost on auto-pilot, since Sir Walter�s mind had already turned to the rest of his entourage and their individual missions. The lengthy disagreement with the sovereign had had one definite advantage: it would have given the rest of the envoy enough time to gather the intelligence they required regarding the pantheon, the castle, and Shaman in general. With a bit of luck, the priest tasked with the most important mission of all � locating Thoth � may have succeeded, which would mean that the church would have the opportunity to speak with him before the king. His mind already set on locating the designated meeting point, Sir Walter strode leisurely down the corridors of the castle, politely accompanied by the king and the prince. He absent-mindedly complimented the decoration until they reached the castle entrance.

The sight which greeted him was not one which Sir Walter had expected to see, and he could not say that the surprise was a pleasant one.

The remaining four members of his entourage � the two minor priests, the scribe and the guard � were all waiting at the front of the castle, looking cowed. Two royal guards were stationed by the castle entrance and the younger one�s face was buoyed, although the elder kept his professionally blank. All of the fairies from Earth avoided making eye contact with Sir Walter except for the most senior priest, who looked apologetic and somewhat upset. The cause of the group�s tension, and the reason why they were not fulfilling their assigned duties, was easy to see. Leaning casually back against the castle wall and sporting a cigarette was a character who was instantly recognisable, although Sir Walter had never personally met him before. Even if Sir Walter had not seen the face in a thousand photographs and paintings, or had been unaware of the man�s famous tendency towards black clothing, he might have guessed at the man�s identity from his air. The man, obviously southern European from his skin tone, had a sense of fluidity to him and transmitted a definite vibe of power, in spite of his informal appearance. It wasn�t intimidating, but it did put Sir Walter on his guard, as though this was a man around whom he should be careful what he said.

�Sebauza Mallos,� Sir Walter stated in his firm voice, deliberately employing the neutral term �sebauza� instead of the more respectful �seba�iqer�. �I was not aware that you were on Shaman.�

Rather than answer immediately, Mallos took a drag of the cigarette and blew a stream of smoke at the high priest�s face, forcing him to blink several times in rapid succession. He looked him up and down in a way that Sir Walter did not like one little bit. �Is this Mr Smythe?� He said after a moment in a bored sort of voice. �It seemed like your little party were lost and scattered, so I brought them back for you.�

�It is Sir Smythe,� the high priest�s voice had a slight bite to it. �Thank you, sebauza.�

�Try not to be so careless next time, Mr Smythe,� Mallos flicked the cigarette around in his hand and stubbed it out against the castle wall. �I know your church�s tendency to� lose things.�

Sir Walter straightened his robes, stiffly inclined his head and turned tail, forcing his entourage to follow him hurriedly. Mallos watched them go with a mild expression on his face, as though insulting religious leaders was a regular satisfaction for him � which, in reality, it probably was. Once the entourage from Earth were out of earshot, he turned back to Arthur with a somewhat inquiring expression.

�I didn�t know you were entertaining Auran priests now.� He tossed the cigarette aside, and it vanished before it hit the ground. �And I thought your job couldn�t get any more tedious.�

Replies:

chased your ghost across the yard - By a r t h u r May 5, 2013 at 03:46:16 AM
- �l se fue con el invierno. - By mallos May 5, 2013 at 05:41:57 AM
  - chased your ghost across the yard - By a r t h u r May 30, 2013 at 04:15:00 AM
    - �l se fue con el invierno. - By mallos May 30, 2013 at 08:41:16 PM
      - chased your ghost across the yard - By a r t h u r June 4, 2013 at 07:23:44 PM
        
        �l se fue con el invierno. - By mallos June 6, 2013 at 00:05:24 AM
        
        chased your ghost across the yard - By a r t h u r June 6, 2013 at 05:29:30 PM

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