RP Gathering's In Goroum

[Argo]

AuntyJaynieDarling leans forward returning Agrats cheer. She tugs on Agrats sleeve and speaks quietly, "I thought I was hidden.. but yer got me... " Her eyes shining so brightly as she drags her chair to join them a little closer beside their table.

She looks to Agrat..and then the bouquet and back to Agrat.. 'Oh yesss.. I want this bouquet more than anything I have wanted in a long long time. I dont know why.. but I must have it.."

[Meliva]

Agrat nods to her

It is rather pretty I suppose. Who knows, maybe you will get it if you try hard enough, or from the lady he gives it to.

She looks to the man

Veera tends to disappear and stay hidden for lengthy periods of time between her activities. Finding her while she wants to stay hidden is next to impossible, save for those who know her well or have a connection with her. She will pop up sooner or later. Probably after she's done doing whatever she is currently doing. I can say for certain however that she is not currently in trouble. If anything she causes trouble for other's more often then the other way around honestly.

[Henry Avery]

Dreadbolt worries me. He's grown very formidable in a very short time. Has taken to calling himself Admiral Malevance. Likely a play on the word malevolence. Just... tell her to be careful, will you?

Disappointed, and more than a bit saddened, he left, taking the glittering bouquet with him.

[Argo]

AuntyJaynieDarling does a lot of this at the mans sudden departure!
Looking at Agrat still wearing a expression, she pushes her chair back and races after the bou -- the young man..

'Wait...wait up... let me walk with you for a while" She catches up to him and steps in time alongside him. She breathes a sigh of relief as she gives the bouquet some side-eye.

She takes the young mans arm as they walk and asks,' Where are we going?"

[Henry Avery]

If you want the goddamn bouquet, just take it. I have no use for it anyway...

[Meliva]

Agrat goes back to her drink, and starts humming to herself watching them go. She turns to a young woman next to her and gestures to the door

Zeph, be a dear and follow them will you? Try to keep the young man busy. Bring him back here sometime later. Veera should show up by then.

[Argo]

Thoroughly delighted although stopped in her tracks AuntyJaynieDarling gracefully and deftly removes the bouquet from his hands. Her heart thumping wildly in her chest...She cannot believe the ease with which she is now in possession this glorious prize.
Not giving him any spare quarter to change his mind she stops walking with him and half turns back toward the tavern.
She is so excited she really does not know what to say.. so she just calls out 'thank-you' and a wave.

Totally bemused AuntyJaynieDarling enters the tavern with the bouquet secreted under her cloak.Maybe there is something to being sober.. I mean.. he didnt even look at me"..
She makes her way through the ever rowdy crowd back to sit with Agrat...She cannot wipe the smile from her face although she tries.. it is obvious she is very very pleased about something..

[Meliva]

Agrat nods to Aunty

Got your prize I take it? It probably has far more value to you then to him. Honestly at a certain point, wealth starts to lose meaning. If he could afford to make such a bouquet he probably has far more wealth then he knows what to do with. Honestly, you would probably gain far more wealth if you managed to get him to love you over Veera. Still that prize you won will fetch a pretty penny. So long as no one decides to try to kill you for it.

[Argo]

Aunty looks to Agrat... Her eyes a mix of confusion and surprise...


"Honestly, Agrat... I find no reason to argue with anything you say .. but I have to tell you ... I do not understand my obsession with this bouquet... Yes, I love my gold and jewels, yes I have gathered much over time....yes I always seek to seek out more - but this? This is different. The intensity in her eyes is serious and unmistakable. ' I have not ever felt like this - I am compelled..

There is some power hidden in here. Something magical. Enchanting even.

That man, tell me.. what was his purpose.. you seem to know.. For whom did he wait and why.. and is this for whom he build that bouquet?"

[Henry Avery]

He enter's another tavern, the Drunken Knight, intending to drown the fast encroaching sorrow in copious amounts of whiskey.