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A Vision In Purple

[Low Hills, Halfway Hill]
Sweaty merchants and grumbling scholars sit around a small rest area set up on the side of the cart path. Pack animals and travelers alike drink heavily from barrels situated under a weathered wooden sign. Turning around, you can see for miles in all directions. Rolling hills to the north and south, a faint blue line that can only be a sea to the east, and green trees in the west. Far off to the northwest, sitting on a small hill, is an abbey--lazy tendrils of smoke rise from its chimneys, promising warmth, hot food, and clean beds. You see a traveler's table and a barrel.
Obvious exits are northeast and southeast.

You sit down on a traveler's table.
You wipe the sweat from your brow.
Severin walks in.
You nod to Severin tiredly.
Severin glances at you.
You wipe the sweat from your brow.
Severin asks, "It's a bit late to be out here, isn't it?"
Severin sits down on a traveler's table.
You look up at the sky.
You say, "I suppose it is."
You say, "This hill is going to kill me one of these days."
Severin smiles.
Severin says, "And you're healthy, too."
Severin pats you on the back.
You say, "Yes."
You chuckle.
You get an embroidered deep purple cotton sack from an embroidered scarlet frieze cloak.
You offer your embroidered deep purple cotton sack to Severin.
You say, "Here, d'you want this? Else I'll sell it to Brom."
Severin says, "Gifts. Always gifts."
Severin accepts your offer.
You wave your hand disinterestedly.
Severin hefts his embroidered deep purple cotton sack in his hand, trying to estimate its weight.
Severin fastens his embroidered deep purple cotton sack on his waist.
You say, "Nobody else will take my fashion advice."
You say, "That means you're the target."
Severin says, "Lucky me."
Severin exclaims, "A cap!"
Severin gets a purple felt muffin cap from an embroidered deep purple cotton sack.

> l sev's cap
Puffing out, then softly draping over a tight band that encompasses the head, this smart cap is just the thing.

Severin dons his purple felt muffin cap.
You chuckle.
Severin poses.

> l sev
Severin is a man of kivian ancestry in his thirties. His deep-set eyes are pale yellow with silver flecks. He has a long nose, a pursed mouth, and a clean-shaven face. He wears his fine golden yellow hair in no particular style. He has rounded ears, white skin, and an athletic build.
His hands are empty.
He is wearing an oiled deep purple leather thigh sheath, some finely woven deep purple frieze gloves, an embroidered deep purple cotton sack, a bulky trimmed black leather case, a well-sewn violet cloth pouch, a soft violet ascot, some black kersey trousers, a finely woven purple brocade cloak, some well-worn black leather boots, and a purple felt muffin cap.

You say, "You're a vision in purple."
Severin says, "Yes, well."
Severin says, "Someone has to be."
You chuckle.
Severin asks, "I don't tease you for wearing red, do I?"
You say, "No, but I wear less red than you ever wear purple."
You lean back while sitting on the traveler's table.
Severin says, "Yes, well."
Severin straightens his cuffs.
You say, "You know I'm only having you on."
Severin says, "Of course you are."
Severin chuckles at you.
Severin says, "Ran into your woman earlier."
You say, "You look grand. All you need is a hair ribbon."
You ask, "Oh? What did she have to say?"
Severin says, "She was running errands, deliveries."
Severin says, "Seemed demeaned by the whole affair."
You chuckle.
You say, "I told her there was work there, if she was desperate for it."
You say, "Apparently she was."
You say, "I don't really see why she won't take my coin, but she says she needs to be self-sufficient."
Severin says, "I was under the impression she took half of your coin."
Severin glances at you.
You ask, "Speaking of which, did you pick up any donations tonight?"
Severin says, "Five royals, aye."
Severin smiles.
Severin says, "And another imperial from a young gnomish chap named Teg."
You smile merrily at Severin.
You say, "That's a good start."
Severin says, "Except that he gave his to Xelian."
You laugh.
Severin says, "Though I would take credit for getting him interested."
You say, "Well, it doesn't matter, does it? As long as it all ends up in the same place."
Severin idly picks his well-worn black leather boots.
Severin grins.
You ask, "D'you want me to put your royals in with what I've got in Kem?"
Severin nods to you.
Severin says, "I've given them to Xelian already."
Severin says, "I about thought Kot was going to bust out laughing at the sum, but he didn't."
You say, "All right."
You say, "He should laugh, I think he's made more in ale than in coin."
Severin says, "A royal is a royal is a royal."
You say, "Although of course that doesn't bother him."
You act: Jurion props his elbows on the table.
Severin says, "The man's blood runs with hops and barley."
You say, "Even a sovereign turns into an imperial if you get enough of them together."
Severin asks, "Then again, mine runs with sour mash, so who's worse off?"
You say, "Him. You're still a bachelor."
Severin says, "You could marry worse than Xelian."
You say, "I'm never marrying."
Severin says, "Oh, poppycock."
Severin chuckles at you.
You raise an eyebrow in Severin's direction.
You say, "Think I'm joking? You wait and see."
Severin says, "You'll get married eventually. You can't help it."
You say, "Yes, and get fat and people will call me a bursar instead of a dandy."
You say, "I don't think so."
You scratch your nose.
Severin says, "Well, I wouldn't go that far."
Severin says, "You wouldn't be a typical husband, sure enough."
Severin glances at you.
You ask, "Who's a typical husband? Kot?"
Severin says, "And as for you being a father? That's almost laughable."
Severin asks, "Did she marry him for a reason?"
Severin scratches his cheek.
You act: Jurion lifts one shoulder in an idle shrug.
You say, "Haven't the faintest. I assume they get along."
Severin holds his hands out in front of him about a foot apart.
Severin glances at you.
Severin raises an eyebrow.
You say, "Heard he had to be dragged to the altar, though."
Severin asks, "Did this happen long ago?"
You say, "Whyn't you ask him? 'Kot, how long is your old man?'"
Severin laughs.
You say, "He's really think you were a wafter then."
Severin says, "And he'd tell me, too."
You say, "He might at that."
Severin opens a bulky trimmed black leather case.
Severin gets a striated amethyst glass bottle from a bulky trimmed black leather case.
Severin opens a striated amethyst glass bottle.
Severin swallows some pale green elixir.
You yawn.
Severin closes a striated amethyst glass bottle.
Severin puts a striated amethyst glass bottle in his bulky trimmed black leather case.
Severin closes a bulky trimmed black leather case.
Severin says, "I can take a hint."
Severin coughs.
You say, "Ah, it was a long walk."
You say, "I should hire myself out as an errand-boy, I think."
Severin slaps his knee.
Severin asks, "From here to Never and back?"
You nod tiredly.
Severin says, "The Tamerlaine Express."
You say, "I could start a courier line."
Severin makes a galloping noise, followed by the sound of a splash.
You say, "Sin's already accumulating experience."
You say, "Yes, well, I'd make them get insurance."
You chuckle.
You say, "At an exorbitant rate."
Severin says, "Yes, but she's not got much of a manner with those that pay her."
Severin stands up.
Severin sighs.
You stretch.
Severin says, "In any case, Tamerlaine, it was a pleasure."
Severin smiles.
Severin says, "As always."
You say, "As always."
Severin asks, "Do you know Cedaven?"
You ask, "A bit, why?"
Severin says, "You'll have to introduce me."
Severin winks at you.
You raise an eyebrow.
You act: Jurion laughs!
You say, "Oh, I see."
Severin asks, "A man can dream, can't he?"
You say, "I'll do my best to make sure he meets you, then."
You say, "Now I'll have to play jealous."
You tsk.
You stand up.
Severin says, "You're good at that."
You say, "I know, I learned it all from Sin."
Severin bows to you.
Severin says, "Poor man,."
You say, "Good night, Sev."
Severin walks over to you.
Severin pats you on the back.
Severin says, "Good night, Jurion."
You look up at the sky.
You yawn.

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