Lightstar Family/Xarnelf/Roleplay 87

Man's (or High King's) Best Friend

(Roleplay from Tharion de Ravenal)

The assembled nobility stood gathered in the ancient ducal hall of Ipsosez, the buzz of excited muttering filled the air as they all eagerly awaited the arrival of the one who would be Duke. The High King lounged in the throne, every now and then throwing a leather ball down the length of the room for the benefit of a small pup which eagerly chased, battled and ultimately returned the offending item to his adopted master.

"Who will the new Duke be?"

"I have no idea, no one does."

Tharion overheard the numerous conversations and laughed to himself. It was too easy to drive these people mad with curiosity, which was probably why he had gone the extra step and circulated the rumour that his illegitimate half-sister, who believed herself to be half-woman, half-sheep, would be named Duchess. True to form at least a third of the gathered nobles believed this to be completely accurate.

The hall fell to a hush as the familiar figure of the Lord High Chancellor entered and made his way towards the King. Tharion practically leapt from his chair and met his long time compatriot half way. He smiled and clapped a friendly, if slightly forceful hand on Rekhyt's shoulder.

"They're your problem now my friend."

With that he knelt down and scooped up his new canine friend, nodded to the new Duke and left the hall.

"Not one for ceremony is he?"

"Who's a problem?"

"I think he just took my dog!"