[Yes, Moran is technically on Lady Vannozza's side, so he should have gone prancing in the tunnels. And it's not like he particularly minds, he's a soldier, he's had to do with uncomfortable circumstances before.
But his main talent has always been politics, and he figures he should be around when Don Urbano makes his announcement of the betrothal, and so he is, smiling benevolently. And keeping an eye on people, and also smoothly inventing excuses for why ... certain people are not visible, including spinning the previous poisoning attempt into certain people being a bit fearful. He says it with both compassion and just a tiny little bit of shade, enough to incite some gossip, at least.
The dragon laves him with a bit of perplexity.]
Well, it's a matter or when, not if, it's going to be a problem. Don Macaluso may not have thought this one through. As usual.
[That man really is all flashy exterior and little substance, and also not the best at imagining consequences.]
B. Everyone together now
[Hello, Mayhem and Chaos, it was only a matter of time, just as Moran thought.
There is an unpleasant moment of... reminiscence, and he tries to ignore to phantom taste of blood in his mouth, the smell of it, how it felt viscous on his hands.... No, this is past, done and over with.
And his mind, ever sharp, does not waste the occasion, turning to Don Urbano.]
You dare!
[He has a lifetime of royal scoldings to draw on.]
I offered my own blood as an alliance, and here you are, a purveyor of dead flesh! How many dark secrets are you hiding? Consider the matter revoked, sir! I will not allow this to proceed knowing what I know of you now!
Beitang Moran (already in game)
[Yes, Moran is technically on Lady Vannozza's side, so he should have gone prancing in the tunnels. And it's not like he particularly minds, he's a soldier, he's had to do with uncomfortable circumstances before.
But his main talent has always been politics, and he figures he should be around when Don Urbano makes his announcement of the betrothal, and so he is, smiling benevolently. And keeping an eye on people, and also smoothly inventing excuses for why ... certain people are not visible, including spinning the previous poisoning attempt into certain people being a bit fearful. He says it with both compassion and just a tiny little bit of shade, enough to incite some gossip, at least.
The dragon laves him with a bit of perplexity.]
Well, it's a matter or when, not if, it's going to be a problem. Don Macaluso may not have thought this one through. As usual.
[That man really is all flashy exterior and little substance, and also not the best at imagining consequences.]
B. Everyone together now
[Hello, Mayhem and Chaos, it was only a matter of time, just as Moran thought.
There is an unpleasant moment of... reminiscence, and he tries to ignore to phantom taste of blood in his mouth, the smell of it, how it felt viscous on his hands.... No, this is past, done and over with.
And his mind, ever sharp, does not waste the occasion, turning to Don Urbano.]
You dare!
[He has a lifetime of royal scoldings to draw on.]
I offered my own blood as an alliance, and here you are, a purveyor of dead flesh! How many dark secrets are you hiding? Consider the matter revoked, sir! I will not allow this to proceed knowing what I know of you now!