…well anyway she and Zhyranon have both had their hands full trying to keep the man from getting his hands full…
This made Menon laugh out loud! He did know the type and he could imagine.
As Bryttar set down the ale mugs and posed his question, Menon glanced around, making sure it was all right to carry on this ‘in-character-but-off-thread’ theme. No Thread Police were looming so…
“Thanks, first off.” He said, lifting his mug and toasting his fellow Rider. “Yeah, the Club, soon, we’ll have it open soon. Of course Bardy’s working with you over in the YA thread, so I don’t expect to see her much. You will, though.” He said into his mug. “She’s good to work with, despite all the dramatic conflict our writer throws at her. Call me, anytime if you think things are getting her down. She's sensitive, keeps things in.” Menon took a long swig. “Two days? They set all that down in two days? I think that is a record.” A sly grin overtook Menon’s face, “So, Bryttar, got any RP spoilers? Plot hints? Anything??”
It was then that Gorin arrived, causing a stir in the Guildhouse – a well deserving stir, that is.
The Riders stood and exchanged greetings with the Master Dwarf and listened to Bardhwyn tell her tale of Bowmen past to the present.
It was then, uncannily, a messenger from King Bard II’s court arrived, red faced and winded from climbing the long slope on which the Guild sat, and he carried a startling dispatch.
Bardhwyn took it and read it, scanning the script quickly. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped slightly. She turned to those in the hall and exclaimed:
“Lysandros has been sighted! In a place called ‘The Choirs of Eru’. The rumors are true – and he is alive and well.”
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As to whether his ears were aflame when 'sighted', I think that we may just leave that to legend. Though trusted sources claim he had a size 7 1/2 boot imprint on his butt.
