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[heorte]

WHO: Benevenuta Thevenet Dorian Pavus, Ellis
WHAT: A tour
WHEN: Early August
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: What warning is appropriate for Dorian and Benny?

There is some point between Ellis' trek from the training yard to the shambles of the dining hall where it occurs that he might have over-committed himself. The brief dip in conversation with the woman, the invocation of a Warden Ellis had only known in passing and is now gone, perhaps should have been a sign to give them a wide berth for the moment.

And yet, he does not turn back.

No one could accuse these new arrivals of blending in, even without the mabari. Ellis marks them immediately, weaves around the patch of newly laid stonework to approach them.

"The dining hall is usually in better condition," he says, by way of greeting. Politely does not direct all his attention immediately to the mabari.

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[liberalum]

Indeed, now that forward progress is being made, Dorian goes ahead and picks up one of his saddlebags, which is a little warped from all the bookage it is carrying, and he hefts it over one well muscled, well tanned shoulder. He picks up another of its like, watching Ellis greet the dog, and so decides to take mercy and not immediately pitch the bag at the handsome Fereldan they've managed to catch in their claws within moments of their arrival.

They truly are a marvel! But anyway. Dorian swings this second bag on it straps as if to gear up for delivery, saying, "We look capable," agreeably, "but it's all for aesthetic. A stiff wind could knock us over, being delicate of disposition and good breeding, you see."

[heorte]

In the course of Benevenuta and Dorian's responses, Ellis has sunk to one knee to scritch the mabari in question behind the ear. The look he directs them both is amused, not quite taken in by the idea that either of them are so delicate as to be helpless.

"Sixth floor," Ellis answers Benevenuta. "But don't worry. The joint rooms are only four or five floors up, so you don't have to worry about getting to winded following me up."

There is a point where he'll have to stop directing attention to scratching the mabari under the chin. He does take a moment to eye their luggage, perhaps measuring how many trips up and down he's committing himself to, before asking—

"Which of these are you planning I start with? The essentials?"