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Started by Ivory, December 23, 2012, 08:17:15 PM

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Ivory

Calent's voice cut through the sounds of their battle with a nearly supernatural ease.  It, too, quelled the shouts and cheers of the men surrounding the pair of fighters.  Silence fell on the courtyard, broken only by the sound of shuffling feet as the men shifted uneasily.

He withdrew from Minala before turning to face Calent with a slight frown at the interruption.  What in Angsar's name was Calent doing all the way down here when he could have sent a servant or a guard?

"Of course," he answered, giving Minala a slight bow before turning to exchange weapons with Curio.  He didn't strap the sword back on, however; he simply carried it as he crossed the yard towards Calent.  Once he had reached a comfortable distance, he turned to shout, "Curio!  If these men aren't back about their business in sixty seconds, remind them of what their business is!"

"Aye, Captain!" Curio answered, his coarse voice rising above the general clamor.  "I want this Angsar-forsaken yard empty in thirty seconds, or so help me, you will all be eating nothing but the pigs' leftovers for a month!  Dryden, pick up those feet and button up that uniform!"

As Audric stepped away from the general chaos, he added lowly, "You know, she began the fight armed.  And she's no woman either, Calent.  She's a soldier."  He sounded, of all things, absurdly hurt Calent might think less of him for "picking on" a woman!

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Calent only frowned at his friend's pressing claims but gestured in silence for him to simply follow.
After they had found themselves in a much smaller, private room; an office his generals might use when formulating war plans, or, training scenarios for their men.  It was here he paced once, briefly away from his friend and while keeping his back to him, he informed him in a quiet tongue,

"I think there are more errors on the tax records," he began, then turned to his friend, any humor one might associate with such a topic would have been quelled, for his face was tight, eyes dark as he proceeded to inform Audric, "And the maid testing my food has died."

And he didn't need to tell Audric how.
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Ivory

Audric's eyebrows rose at the mention of taxes --  but he held his silence until the maid was mentioned.  He closed his eyes lightly and exhaled, knowing exactly what that meant.

He had hoped to be wrong about the poison...  And he had hoped the poison would not be fatal.

"We should inform Minala," he stated, thinking of the abrupt end to the sparring match and wondering why Calent had simply not summoned them both.  "And we'll have to compensate the girl's family."  They had told precious few people about the food tasting...  At least it appeared those people could be trusted, or they wouldn't have tried to poison the Duke through those means.

He let it all sink in a moment as he leaned out the door.  They hadn't gone far, thankfully, and Audric was able to collar a guard.  "Get Minala in here.  Now."

The guard nodded and vanished in search of the woman as Audric turned back to the Duke.  "We'll have to tighten the security around you.  How many people know she's dead?"

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Minala frowned at Calent when he had left, his words stinging a bit, if his well being didn't fall on her head she would be half willing to let a few of the mages get to him for a few minutes. She had set her resolve on training with her weapons once the two had left. Her movements were quick and deadly and anyone who was watching could easily tell how much she was holding back with Audric.

Her blades made whistling sounds as she trained and it would be easy to imagine enemies around them, and enemies falling. She had almost struck the guard as he approached, getting a bit too close to her anger induced training session.

The guard, a bit shaken up at the blade barely missing him quickly told her she was being summoned by the Duke and Audric. She sighed a bit and took her time in placing her weapons on her back. She walked a bit more briskly then she would liked but she had to follow the guard and keep up.

Minala walked to the door, taking a deep breath to get herself under complete control. She would have to be stoic and not say what she would enviably want to. She walked through the door into the small room. She looked between the two men in silence for a few moments.

"Yes?"