He comes bearing gifts!

[tanstagi]

Hagbard has finally finished unloading the Leif Erikson. Yes, that's what he's been doing for the last two months. We say so, so there. He has not done something so clever as return with a pack of llamas, and he's rather ashamed of that fact, but he is proud of another thing: He's brought food. Not enough to last for months, or probably even

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[myrddin_wyllt]

"Bringing back bribes, I see, old fool," Merlin says from his seat. "Feeling guilty, are we?"

He's not quite smirking.

[tanstagi]

"Me? Never. These aren't bribes, these are supplies! If anything, I'm taking far more responsibility than this place than I ought to; I doubt any of these vampires and nobles know the first thing about growing food."

[myrddin_wyllt]

"Vampires would probably have little desire to grow any food, Hagbard," Merlin points out with an amused smirk. "And it's not only food I see here."

[tanstagi]

"They wouldn't have any desire to grow food the way we do." Hagbard grins, shocked that the greatest wizard of common legend had no idea what vampires do. "And I only said it to explain to a rational man. You need reasons, and I brought those, too." Grin!

[myrddin_wyllt]

Depends what you call food, really. "So you did. I still think you feel guilty, Hagbard." Merlin keeps smirking. He can't help it.

[tanstagi]

"I didn't feel guilty when I almost got the eschaton immanentized; you know nothing about me." Hagbard's grin does not falter in the least.

[myrddin_wyllt]

"I certainly know nothing of that language which you speak, old bat," Merlin replies as he stuffs his pipe. "Doesn't matter in the least. How fare the outside world?"