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Fintan_de_Marin
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Subject: First Meetings | |||||
"Be at rest..." Muttered the heavy Arelian accent of the man. "May you no longer bear the wolf's head." He withdrew the thing long blade from the heart of a dead body. The mouth of the corpse drooped open, showing vampire fangs. The figure that still moved stood and walked out of the dark alleyway. Emerald green velvet made the gentleman's coat, and his waistcoat. Doe skin breeches were tucked in to his thigh high boots. He also had an excessive amount of lace on his collar and cuffs, and an added lace neck wrap. As he walked a cane was held firmly under his hand, a silver wolf's head forming the knob. A few seconds after walking out of the alley he placed his tricorn back on his brow and proceeded down the street. "Foolish Westlanders...letting something like that walk around free." He muttered as he continued to walk down the street. While he walked along his way, he came across a...girl supposedly. He did not really stop to see what, or who it was as he strode past her. The path he had chosen would cause him to bump firmly in to her right side from behind. Or ...would. His left hand landed firmly on her right shoulder as he pushed her to the side stating. "Keep out of my way West...." Before he could finish moving her or the sentence he stopped and moved himself. He turned to look at her. "Forgive me Mi'lady...I took you for a native..." He felt something the moment he made contact with her. It told him she was not a native. As he faced her completely the ring on his right hand glittered under the light of the moon. "KEEP MOVING OLD MAN!" he had a wheel lock drawn and aimed to the side as another man started to approach the pair. The man did not bother to stop when he saw Fintan's weapon drawn, he had tasted it before. The Lord Governor put it away on the small of his back within his coat. "Allow me to introduce myself, Lord Governor Fintan de Marin of Prechan" He removed his gold fur trimmed tricorn hat and bowed, setting one foot back behind him. |
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