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mooglenet_backup[ The feed begins rather abruptly, blinking from black to blessed color near-instantaneously. Standing before what appears to be a desk of some sort before what may very well be a wall of one of the many rooms of the inn in Narshe by the looks of it is none other than the very same previously indignant lady knight who debuted upon the network five days ago; though, any visible trace of said lady knight's prior indignation and overall displeasure has long since been ousted from her expression. The first rays of light have only just entered the room through a nearby window and cast themselves upon the corner in which she stands, lending the blond, the desk, and the mirror atop the desk at her left a soft, golden aura. Agrias is calm, composed, awake and alert, fully dressed, and ready to begin the day despite the early hour because she is. That much, if not clear, may very well become clear as she opens her mouth and speaks ever formally. ]
To those who bore witness to the unsightly behavior captured by this machine some five days past, I offer my humblest apologies. To give you reason for my behavior at that time would be to give you naught but excuses and so, I shall refrain. In place of these, I give you my word that it shall not happen again. Question it you may, for I am a stranger, and this I understand all too well, but know you also that this stranger would prove first her word by her actions. Such is my station. Whatever realm I may walk, it does not change.
There is another matter to which I would draw your attention. Prior to Ser Gabranth's prompt retrieval of my person from this region's wilderness --
[ Although she reaches blindly for the mirror, she finds it as easily as though she had looked when she reached for it. She extends the mirror beyond the sunlight's reach and to the audience. Its casing is red, bright and beautiful -- a shade that appeals to the eye. Upon the casing is an inscription easily read by the audience at that proximity: 'My power is protected high atop a fiery mountain.' Furthermore, the mirror is in pristine condition. ]
-- I happened upon this item held fast by the ice and snow. I know not to whom it belongs, nor how it came to be here, and the townspeople I've asked share my predicament. With the blessings of Lord Larsa and Ser Gabranth, I would see this item returned to its rightful owner. Any assistance offered is appreciated, particularly in relation to the identity and location of the mirror's owner.
[ She pauses now, almost thoughtfully. The mirror has been lowered for some seconds now, held with due care by her gloved hands. ]
Mind, the only compensation I can assure you is my thanks and perhaps that of the owner. Should there be a monetary reward, it shall be split evenly between all involved parties. Be aware, though, that it is not my intention to ask for any such reward.
[ The knight inclines her head towards the audience -- ]
Thank you for your time.
[ -- and the feed cuts out. ]
To those who bore witness to the unsightly behavior captured by this machine some five days past, I offer my humblest apologies. To give you reason for my behavior at that time would be to give you naught but excuses and so, I shall refrain. In place of these, I give you my word that it shall not happen again. Question it you may, for I am a stranger, and this I understand all too well, but know you also that this stranger would prove first her word by her actions. Such is my station. Whatever realm I may walk, it does not change.
There is another matter to which I would draw your attention. Prior to Ser Gabranth's prompt retrieval of my person from this region's wilderness --
[ Although she reaches blindly for the mirror, she finds it as easily as though she had looked when she reached for it. She extends the mirror beyond the sunlight's reach and to the audience. Its casing is red, bright and beautiful -- a shade that appeals to the eye. Upon the casing is an inscription easily read by the audience at that proximity: 'My power is protected high atop a fiery mountain.' Furthermore, the mirror is in pristine condition. ]
-- I happened upon this item held fast by the ice and snow. I know not to whom it belongs, nor how it came to be here, and the townspeople I've asked share my predicament. With the blessings of Lord Larsa and Ser Gabranth, I would see this item returned to its rightful owner. Any assistance offered is appreciated, particularly in relation to the identity and location of the mirror's owner.
[ She pauses now, almost thoughtfully. The mirror has been lowered for some seconds now, held with due care by her gloved hands. ]
Mind, the only compensation I can assure you is my thanks and perhaps that of the owner. Should there be a monetary reward, it shall be split evenly between all involved parties. Be aware, though, that it is not my intention to ask for any such reward.
[ The knight inclines her head towards the audience -- ]
Thank you for your time.
[ -- and the feed cuts out. ]
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Date: 2010-03-06 09:34 pm (UTC)[ She pauses a brief moment, considering his words. ] Though it is tempting to forsake my station regarding the matter, I would earn that honor. [ That might be something like a smile spreading across her face, seeping into her voice and tone; though, she is not particularly quick to notice and correct it. ] Perhaps in time, Lord Larsa.