A new tact

[vandarious]

Vandaious made his way threw the town towards the cental town hall. Entering the Hall he made his way to the clerk.

I wish to have an audience with the council

[Grayell]

The clerk, who looked entirely overwhelmed with paperwork; excused himself in a rather disgruntled manner. He returned a short time later with a man... a rather large man.

Grayell looked Vandarious up and down immediately, but his face showed little expression or reaction. He stood by the clerk's over-laden desk, hands on his hips.

An audience with the council? Afraid you're looking at it mate. Something I can help you with?

[vandarious]

Greetings to you Honoured Elder

Vandarious bowed low from the waist.

I realise this may be a little formal, but i wished to present myself to you. My name is Vandarious, I am a travelling scholar on a specific mission and i wished to request to set myself up here in your town as a base of operations

[Grayell]

Grayell raised an inquisitive eyebrow and folded his arms... then pointed a flippant finger at Van's cowl.

You uh... generally tend to try and look this scary? I mean sure, ooga booga I get it, but you might... might wanna consider a smile or something. Or glasses. Very scholarly and the women dig that crap...

He realized he was prattling and shrugged, cleared his throat.

Well. Alec is our scholar I suppose, he took all the books we had acquired in the council here. We are looking at setting up a library though, he might need some help when that's done...

But setting up? I take it you brought your own.... ah... books and what not? And what kind of mission is a scholar likely to be on?

[vandarious]

Vandarious raised an eyebrow of his own.

And i suppose your posture and tone are intended to put me in my place so to speak, as for your bravado save your breath, i have neither time nor paitence for it. As for my mission the exact details are not for your knowledge you understand i do not need others infringing, needless to say i am searching for some rare knowledge of ancient dieties

Vandarious crossed his arms in front of him a small scowl playing across his features.

[Grayell]

Grayell paused a moment and his lips thinned, the tip of his tongue at his upper lip. He nodded, looked at the floor, and then lifted his leg to plant his boot on the desk. He folded his arms across his thigh and leaned forward. Bravado was done with, his voice had no charm in it now.

That was me being nice. I don't like being nice, but it tends to make life easier. I'm much better at breaking things, hurting squishy animals and the like. You know, a real f**king liability.

This is almost me putting you in your place. Let's not go there.

Like it or not, this is my town. And tall, dark strangers in oversized bath robes put me on edge. You want to 'set up' in Wistvale well, you need to bring something to the table. I'm not terribly inclined to have you just set up some lair in the sewers and let you go about reading the latest issue of dead deities quarterly.

See what I'm getting at?

[vandarious]

Vandarious leaned ever so slightly forward a wicked grin playing at the edges of his mouth.

As you say this is your town, as for what i bring to the table is a great deal of knowledge some nice some best left for another discussion. Now i understand a brutish fellow such as yourself may be put off by people who use large words, but i am prepared to put myself and my vast knowledge at your disposal.

[Grayell]

Grayell sneered then and folded his arms across his chest. His foot slipped from the table and he walked closer to Van, his eyes unwavering.

Ya know, it's so much more fun when they underestimate me. Sure, I'm an imposing sort; I get that. But talk is cheap. So are large words.

He turned his back on Van then and pawed over some papers absently.

I don't turn anyone away from Wistvale unless they provoke me. I don't have to like you to let you stay.

Let's keep it simple then. Don't provoke me and make yourself useful. Easy.

[vandarious]

Vandarious threw back his head and laughed.

Believe me Councilman i never underestimate anyone thats why I'm still alive.

Vandarious narrowed his eyes

Now that our posturing is out of the way I thank you to continue to never mince words with me and we shall never have a problem and I am useful Councilman very useful

The last statement provoking another chuckle from Vandarious

[Grayell]

Very well. You'll understand my predicament, official this and that and so on. I might suggest you meet with Alec, he's quite the scholar and should be able to help you. As I have said, he has our library as it stands.

You can choose a residence amongst the vacant homes in that quarter of town. Be sure no one is living there as yet of course. If you intend to make any profit in town, you will want to make sure your trade isn't regulated of course. Forms, licenses all that jazz.

Grayell manages a smile then.

Anything else I can help you with?

[vandarious]

I shall find myself a residence in town then and meet with this Alec at a later time and see about helping him set up his library. As for help i would not have any need for anything else, is there something you may require of me?

The ghost of a smile playing across Vandarious lips as well.

[Grayell]

Nope.

Grayell only shrugged and opened the door for him politely.

Though seriously. Chicks dig glasses.

[vandarious]

Bowing once again Vandarious made his way out.

I shall see you soon Councilman