{ CLOSED } An Unexpected Engagement

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WHO: Christine, Church, a rival suitor, Korrin, Araceli, Sam, and Jim
WHAT: Christine's mother plays matchmaker and the groom has come to collect his bride-to-be. And to rid her of her current beau.
WHEN: mid-Justinian
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: No tag order. Just throw yourselves in as often as you want!

It's an hour before supper when an impeccably dressed man enters the Inquisition's holdings along the docks. Guillaume Thiebaut walks stiffly but with purpose, carrying a long, thin briefcase with him like a man on a mission. He stops the first person he sees to ask where one might find the man called Leonard Church. This random person doesn't know, and points the visitor along to someone else. Eventually someone has actually heard of Church, and directs Guillaume towards the Gallows. The man pales, adjusts his tasteful coral colored jacket, and offers to pay for someone to fetch the man from the island. He sets his briefcase down at his feet and waits, staring out towards the imposing group of towers, and sets his hands on his hips, turning out his foot like a true Orlesian gentleman.

But waiting is boring and his foot taps impatiently. His gaze turns shrewd as he looks about him at the members of the Inquisition. Perhaps a little more information on this man he's about to face is needed.

"I do beg your pardon. Would you happen to know a man named Leonard Church?" The first rule of battle? Know thy enemy.

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[foxsays]

This is a thing men say women are good for sometimes: smiling when they're told, talking when they're told. When you get men to do it for you it makes you feel about ten feet tall. (Even better if you get to take their legs out from under them but that's not Araceli's to do, unfortunately, she saw that look, it's boiling in her to do it as much as it is to keep her jaw from clenching, her smile soft and natural.)

Lux sits, cocks his head.

"This is Lux, my truest companion, thrice as smart as a mabari and though of course not as strong or given to battle, light on his feet, fast and fleeting as shadows passing. I have had him since I was only a girl." As Araceli speaks with such open fondness, Lux extends a paw like the most proper gentleman you could ever meet in your life, good day to you fine sir, how do you fare, the food here in the Gallows is dreadful but what can a man even do?

[aceso]

"I see," he says, glancing down at the creature and reassured by the fact that it seems well trained and not about to attack his ankles. It's not unheard of for Orlesian children to beg for a pet fennec, though he thinks it such a pedestrian creature; something a Ferelden child would want to stand apart from all the dogs running about, smelling up the country. He had had a pet bird with beautiful plumage. Of course, he quickly tired of its constant cawing or whatever it is that birds do, so he had his father get rid of it.

"Then I will await you here." With your pet. Ugh.