[one of those date posts]

[shutup_vlad]

[In one of the not too distant clearings of camp, there is a table, set with for two, with an incense burner, and a smaller table next to it with some covered dishes, which all smell good

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[myblackwand]

*this clearing is obviously on the way back from the Caves of Despair, since Morrolan is wandering back through with a medium-sized bag of assorted loot*

[inthewry]

[all roads lead to Despair, don't they? or from it, if you're a successful adventurer]

[myblackwand]

*granted*

...ah, your pardon; I hardly meant to intrude.

[inthewry]

It's no trouble. I'd have been surprised to be left entirely alone.

[myblackwand]

A realistic expectation, in camp. Still, this rather seems a private occasion, so you have my apologies.

[inthewry]

None are necessary, I promise.

...He has someone at home, doesn't he?

[myblackwand]

...ah, well, as to that, there is someone. I understand matters are complex at the moment, but, well, it would hardly be my place to speak of it.

[inthewry]

I can't help but be curious, when you phrase it like that.

[myblackwand]

Well, you may ask him directly.

[inthewry]

Honorable as always.

Come across any interesting opponents lately, then?

[shutup_vlad]

[I could have sworn the main path was ten yards more thataway, but you do what you have to do.]

[myblackwand]

*yeah, these things happen when Dragonlords won't cooperatively hide in bushes*

...good evening, Vlad.

[shutup_vlad]

[aren't you a little too tall for that, anyway?]

Morrolan. Good time thrashing things in the cave, I see.

[myblackwand]

Just as you say. I do beg your pardon for the intrusion.

[shutup_vlad]

It's nothing much.

[myblackwand]

Well, if you say so, I must believe you. Still, I shall be on my way.