To Heir is to Human II - Playground 2 Options

[The Metal Mallet]

Flogir

Flogir, with a glass of mead in hand and a flushed face, approached the sombre looking Imperial. He offered his free hand.

"The name's Flogir. I was just wondering, now with that Dunmer gone, what that was all about? Seems odd for a sudden attack like that, but I guess you two have a history of some sorts?" he inquired, looking at the Imperial thoughtfully.

[Channler]

Sodsa Hekal, being helped inside

Sodsa was hobbling into the building with the two's help and before Satyana could say anything, Sodsa jumped into the conversation for a second, "Thanks for the help, Jonathan. The name's Sodsa, Sodsa Hekal."

Jonathan Constantine

"Abosolutely no problem my friend" Jonathan gave a slight smirk when Rann.. "interupted" them, but he'd manage. "Think of it this way, if you hadn't of been hurt then, it might of been me then.." He chuckled a bit, hoping that Sodsa would see the joke.

"Anyways, I off to get drunk, layed, and happy, well possibly not in that particular order.. Farwell." Not but thirteen paces outside the room however his jolly spree to the beverage bar was interupted by an official looking courier of the sort. "Nice pants.." Jonathan joked as the courier approached, in his stockings. If it insulted him it was apparent in his facial expression.

"Good day m'lord, the Countess wishes to see the heroes of Chorrol in her audience hall. If you'll fol.."
Jonathan stepped in for a second, "Wait! What about the alcohol? Don't tell me I don't get to drink myself silly tonight?!"

"I'm sorry m'lord, perhaps after your meet..." the courier began to retort.

"Well then! Lead the way fancy pants!" Jonathan exclaimed.

In the Hall

When he arrived it seemed he was the only one there. No one else had a arrived yet and the countess wasn't present either. "Bastardes..."

He sat on a chair off to the side of the hall with his feet propped up upon a suit of armor, and began to give in to sleep....

(OOC: Common peeps, take my lead!!)