Muirfinn's legacy (Moore)

[Nephrite]

Take 10 for 71

[Anastasia]

Filbrez folds his arms at the same time as you,"I can try, but it'll be like pulling teeth from a dragon."

[Nephrite]

"If you want, I can always go in your stead, so it isn't you owing the favor." Moore offers. "Just let me know. Morniel's not the only good diplomat!"

[Anastasia]

"That won't be needed, I'll let you know how it goes." Smiling again, "Now are you sure about that ring?"

[Nephrite]

"If I had you make it into one, I'd suffer more wrath than I think can be spoken in words." Moore says with a sigh. "But I promise I'll have you do something with it eventually."

[Anastasia]

Filbrez laughs again, "There must be very many pixie ladies enthralled with you, then."

[Nephrite]

"No!" Moore says loudly, almost fearfully. "Not at all! Just... just the one, I just... don't want anyone to get the wrong idea about it right now."

[Anastasia]

"Oh really?" Filbrez virtually purrs over the question, "Who is the lucky lady, then?"

[Nephrite]

"Well now, Filbrez, it seems I have information you want." Moore says with a wide grin. "But now, what in the world is that information worth, I wonder?" He laughs. "I'm surprised you haven't heard about it, it seems everyone else has..."

[Anastasia]

"Not much, since you just said everyone else knows. I'll ask around this evening," He says, "Oh, I can ask around the fey court on who your current paramour is," he adds with a smile, "So that I make sure I give the ring to the right lady."

[Nephrite]

"You could, absolutely." Moore nods in agreement. "But by asking, you'd be proving that you weren't up on the latest information. So is the information itself worth the hit your reputation for having everything on hand and being up-to-date? I doubt it." Moore shrugs melodramatically. "Besides, I'm pretty sure you could find the same information by sitting in the cafeteria long enough. However, to do you a favor, I will simply tell you." He leans over the counter -- well, as best he can, anyway, and whispers. "It's Illsenine."

[Anastasia]

"Oh." Filbrez blinks, "Oh. OH!"

After a few moments to gather himself, he gives you a look, "Queens have expensive tastes. I could make a ring out of platinum instead for three thousand gold. You should have told me, I wouldn't have wasted time with mere gold."

[Nephrite]

Moore puts his face in his hands for a moment.

"I'll get there eventually, but right now we're just... ...in the..." He gestures offhandedly. "At the start. But yes, I promise, I'll have something worthwhile made."

[Anastasia]

Filbrez leans over the counter, placing one gangly, long fingered hand on your shoulder, "My friend, that is the beginning for royalty. An 8,000 gold ring is a reasonable trinket for early in the relationship. I'd also suggest greatly augmenting your gold reserves, royalty is expensive."

[Nephrite]

"I'm working on it." Moore says with a smile. "Both personally as well as for those around me. But hey, if you hear of anything, like one of those abandoned castles full of riches that somehow no one else has found that are always in storybooks, by all means, let me know."