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"Let's have a match!" Audrey declared, raising her voice and wildly gesticulating forward. "A champion of Cornwall, a Champion of Wessex! What finer prelude could there be to a contest like this?" She thought it was rather dramatic honestly, especially when the frustratingly handsome looking young man took his gaze from the sun above to tilt his head quizzically in her direction, the sun casting his features into a form that you'd call angelic. Well, joke's on him! She was just as impressive looking! Even if the glorious Sun didn't quite shine on her quite so well.
"Have we been introduced, sir?" Margh Grouse asked, tilting his head quizzically. "I was hoping to get a little more meditation in… Could it wait?"
He… Wasn't interested? Was it a cunning plot? An veiled ins… No, Audrey sensed nothing but honest confusion in his face. Was he then doing what came to her mind and carefully hiding his abilities?"
"Hate to say it, but Margh's kind of single minded." Jory whispers, patting Audrey's frozen shoulder from where she had paused, awaiting a response. "It's a good attempt, but unless you're going to be here all day until he's good and ready, he's going to keep being…" Audrey glanced back at his quiet little whistle, seeing him twirl an outstretched finger around his temple and then exhaling with a whoosh, flicking his hand out all the while.
"Good man, both to have in a fight and have at your side, but he's really committed to his bit, and I'm sure you're a busy fellow yourself Eotenslaga–maybe another time?"
Audrey did not whine. She was better than that! If her exhalation sounded much akin to a kettle's whistling, that was likely just a trick of the wind! Margh smiled beatifically. "I thank you for your forbearance, good sir! I will be sure to accept your invitation, when the melee begins however!"
Then he went right on basking in the light of the sun, like a statue chiseled by a saint–or at least a great artisan. Audrey's face flushed as she slumped, her posture finally relaxing. It… Didn't have the results she had hoped for. But they'd be able to match blades in the melee at least!
Did she meet a friend? A future acquaintance? Well, who knows. But at least she was aware of one of her competitors now!
Introduced to Jory and Margh Grouse, Cornish Cultivators following the path of Gareth and Gawain respectively. Received a promise that you'll have a match in the melee, which may or may not work out for you? Margh at least really, really seems to like the Sun, which seems like it'll be important later.
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Audrey has 6 time units to spend as she pleases. Each activity costs 1 time unit, with shopping and socializing being repeatable activities. The Minor Contests are over, but you still have a chance to familiarize yourself with the worthies present, or do some more detailed investigation on potential rivals. The contest proper will begin tomorrow!
[ ] Shopping (Grace Check to see what you can find)
[ ] Socializing with the other contestants (Mystery Box!)
[ ] Investigating a Competitor
-[ ] Margh Grouse (Cornish Cultivator of the Seat of Gawain)
-[ ] Jory Grouse (Cornish Cultivator of the Seat of Gareth
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AN: And we're back! Thanks for your patience, bit of a short one to warm back up with, but I don't foresee any further missed days going forward, now that the adjustments in my life situation have cleared up.