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A Dragyn's Hoard of Sovereigns

[Silver Plum, Green Plum Room]
A small kirche tree spreads its leafy branches in a mural against the far wall. Underneath it, a kirchewood bed, carved like the tree, lies under a down comforter. A soft green velvet chaise lounge rests next to a casement window covered by green velvet drapes. Crafted of carved kirchewood, a heavy bureau set against the opposite wall matches a night table on one side of the bed. On the other side of the bed, a small, round velvet-covered table holds a beeswax candle in a silver candlestick. A throw rug of all shades of greens and browns is tossed over the dark wood floor. You see a tight leather cuirass, a rugged leather back harness, and a pint jar. Also here is Xelian.

Xelian smiles.
You smile at Xelian.
Xelian says, "Come in."
You ask, "It's not too late?"
You glance at a kirchewood bed.
Xelian says, "Glad ye came so quickly."
Xelian shakes her head.
You say, "I'm only next door."
Xelian says, "He went down for ale."
You nod to Xelian.
Xelian chuckles softly.
Xelian exclaims, "Ah, that's right!"
Xelian nods.
Xelian gets a woven ivory messaline pelisse from a velvet chaise lounge.
Xelian slips her arms into her woven ivory messaline pelisse.
You act: Jurion flips his cloak over one shoulder.
Xelian says, "I have been sitting on a dragyn's hoard all night."
You chuckle.
You say, "I'd only been about to go in when I got your note. Just had the key in the door."
Xelian closes a green door.
Xelian sits down on a velvet chaise lounge.
Xelian says, "I saw Raeh earlier today."
Xelian crosses her legs.
You act: Jurion hooks his fingers behind his belt buckle.
You say, "Your tone suggests this troubled you."
Xelian furrows her brow.
Xelian says, "She is in a bad way. There was an incident last eve, some mad escapade in the catacombs up in the Abbey, following Jayden's escape."
You raise an eyebrow.
You ask, "D'you mean to say he's escaped again?"
Xelian grins.
Xelian says, "Aye, again."
You say, "Ye gods."
You act: Jurion taps his chin thoughtfully.
You say, "I'm going to have to talk to him and find out how he does it."
Xelian chuckles.
You ask, "May I sit?"
Xelian says, "Quite a skill he has."
Xelian nods to you.
Xelian says, "Please."
You sit down on a velvet chaise lounge.
You act: Jurion brushes his cloak aside.
You say, "I had fairy visitors, but he must be bribing guards at the very least."
Xelian grins at you.
You ask, "It's Raeh we are concerned about, though?"
Xelian says, "Ye must tell me of all that, one day soon."
You smile ruefully.
You ask, "Get some brandy in me, and I will go on at length about the lice. What of Raeh?"
Xelian says, "Aye. Her state of mind is very bad. This trek through the catacombs, with Saebra, Valorian, and Shala."
Xelian says, "Merow discovered them up there, and felt they were out to aid Kahund, who is harboring the orc child."
Xelian furrows her brow.
You say, "Ahhh."
Xelian clasps her hands over her knee.
You ask, "So now he suspects Raeh of... what? Aiding the orc child? And she's upset?"
Xelian says, "Now Merow has lost confidence in Raeh, no matter how she tries to explain that she went there to find him and help him. She had cast the sight on him, and saw he was near the Abbey."
Xelian waves a hand in the air.
You lean back while sitting on the velvet chaise lounge.
You ask, "What's this to us?"
Xelian grins slightly.
Xelian says, "She's had an attack of conscience. What's to dissassociate herself to all links to her more shadowy side."
Xelian says, "And so she's returned all the coin to me."
Xelian pats her threaded ivory leather pouch.
You frown slightly.
You say, "Well, at the least, it's a larger share for the rest of us."
Xelian says, "Given her frame of mind, I felt it was best not to convince her to continue to hold it."
You say, "But I don't like the sound of that. 'Attacks of conscience' tend to wound more than they are aimed at."
You nod to Xelian.
Xelian nods to you.
You rub your hands together briskly.
Xelian says, "I must say I agree."
Xelian furrows her brow.
You say, "Well. Perhaps we should relieve you of some of your burden."
Xelian says, "We ought to be prepared to deal with a side-swipe. I do not know what to expect from her anymore."
You say, "It is a pity, I'd have thought she was stronger than that."
Xelian says, "These times are shaking people to their boots."
You say, "In love with a gharkin, it's not to be wondered at, I suppose. That smacks of instability to begin with."
Xelian shakes her head.
Xelian grins.
Xelian asks, "So help me with this. Shall we count it all out, coin by coin?"
Xelian claps her hands together.
Xelian says, "Erm.."
You say, "We'd be interrupted by Kot, and then he'd believe we were having a tryst."
Xelian glances at the floor.
You ask, "What's the total?"
Xelian says, "I have 170 imperials with me. 75 still in the bank."
You say, "Split six ways, that's 40 each."
You say, "With a bit left over."
You say, "Not as bad as I had feared."
Xelian says, "The account includes the 65 ye passed along to me...plus a late donation of 10 imperials from Tracker."
You nod to Xelian.
You ask, "Give me 120, and I'll give Severin and Sinjinn theirs?"
You say, "I don't know if Sev's up and about yet, he was down bad with his cough since Friarsday."
Xelian says, "Ah, I was wonderin'. Hadn't seen him in days."
You say, "It will probably pass."
You say, "If it doesn't..."
You act: Jurion lifts one shoulder in an idle shrug.
Xelian says, "Alright then. Then Kot and I will have our shares, and I will hold Shala's."
Xelian rummages through her belongings.
You nod to Xelian briskly.
Xelian glances at you.
You grin slightly.
Xelian asks, "He is going to be alright?"
You say, "Oh, I would hope so."
Xelian furrows her brow.
You wave your hand disinterestedly.
You say, "Forgive my impatience, I was just about to go in... to bed. If you take my meaning."
Xelian chuckles.
Xelian nods.
You say, "Mayhap we'll roll in it before I give it out."
Xelian opens a threaded ivory leather pouch.
You ponder the situation.
Xelian glances quickly at Jurion.
Xelian coughs slightly.
You chuckle.
You say, "Just a fancy."
Xelian says, "Aye, a fancy."
Xelian smiles brightly.
Xelian says, "Let me see here..."
Xelian rummages through her belongings.
You act: Jurion laces his fingers together.
Xelian gets a great number of imperials from a threaded ivory leather pouch.
Xelian puts a great number of imperials in her embroidered satin reticule.
Xelian closes an embroidered satin reticule.
Xelian rummages through her belongings.
Xelian takes off her threaded ivory leather pouch.
Xelian offers her threaded ivory leather pouch to you.
You accept Xelian's offer.

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You rummage through your belongings.

You find that you have the following monies:

You have one hundred twenty imperials in your threaded ivory leather pouch.
You have one hundred forty-three sovereigns in your embroidered black leather pouch.

You have a total value of nineteen thousand three hundred forty-three sovereigns on your person.

Xelian says, "Whew."
Xelian says, "Count that."
You act: Jurion weighs the pouch in his hand.
You say, "If I find a discrepancy, I'll come pounding on your door, pretending I'm Rade."
Xelian rummages through her belongings.
You lean forward while sitting on the velvet chaise lounge.
You kiss Xelian on the cheek.
Xelian laughs.
You say, "I'm sure it's all here."
You stand up.
Xelian smiles at you.
Xelian stands up.
You shift your weight.
You say, "I... well."
Xelian asks, "We will talk soon, hm?"
You say, "Yes."
You smile at Xelian.
You say, "I would like that."
Xelian asks, "No word yet, eh? the letter to the palace?"
You say, "No. I begin to believe that it's buried under paperwork."
Xelian nods.
You say, "Which wouldn't be so bad."
Xelian says, "We will be ready in any case."
You say, "And now, my lady, I must be off. Romance awaits me."
You bow deeply.
You act: Jurion straightens up.
You act: Jurion swirls his cloak grandly.
Xelian says, "Good night to ye."
You chuckle.
You say, "Good eve, Xelian. And sleep well."
You open a green door.
You walk through the kirchewood door.

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