[closed] the heart of the matter

[heirring]

WHO: Bastien, Ellis, Wysteria
WHAT: Seriously investigating a Merchant-Prince's allegiances.
WHEN: Drakonis
WHERE: Antiva
NOTES: OOC Info

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His armor might have afforded some protection from the elements but it's stowed away carefully beneath his bed. Resigned to being miserably cold and soaked to the bone, Ellis' prayers are directed at any deity that would see fit to prevent the cart from sticking in the mud.

As Wysteria speaks, he glances back to squint into the cart before he clicks his tongue encouragingly as the oxen haul the cart around the bend in the road.

"You and I both know I'm not going to overtake Bastien," Ellis points out. A man should certainly know when he's been bested. But still, to forestall any further wheedling on Wysteria's part, he fumbles for some correct-sounding names. "Blaise Brugière, Angélique Moitessier, and Sigolène Laurens."

Are these names of characters, or are they authors? Ellis can't quite remember. He shoots a quick look at Bastien, but finding no assistance—

"Stubbornness. And a quick wit."

Maybe. As it turns out, aimless reading has given him a lot of cursory knowledge but doesn't stand up to concentrated questioning.