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Tying the Fate
Part I


Roleplay from Gregor Eyolf Serpentis

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Abilotiel was a rustic region. The estates of the local Lord was not different. Despite the privileged place, the main construction was not very different from the most there. Gregor never needed many servants. His wife had always been responsible for domestic affairs, but now he allow some young ladies to take care of his children. The night was cold and the servant came back after a few minutes, inviting Lady Sophytia.


The house was dark and silent. Everyone were already asleep. Only Gregor remained awake in the central room, lighted and warmed by a fireplace. Unlike many Lords, Gregor didn't like of ostentation. Despite having built a majestic temple, the room looks like very simple. A rug covered the floor and over the fireplace she can saw a Yak's head. The only luxurious thing, yet rustic, was a large tapestry on the wall behind him showing Gregor wielding his war hammer against a horde of monsters. On a table were some jars with wine and water and the seats seems very comfortable.


The Lord was standing in front of the fire, warming his hands and watching the flames dance. He was probably curious about the young Lady who came to visit him on a cold night. Gregor was tall and huge like a bear. He had long black hair and beard, but with a gray tone due to his old age. His face was stern.


Gregor Eyolf: "Good night, Lady Sophytia. A cold one..."


The voice was strong as the waves that lashed the cliffs of Abilotiel. He looked at his servant. The boy has served a chalice of wine and offered to her before leaving.


Gregor Eyolf: "Let me know what worries you in this cold night, young Lady..."

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