oh look, it's another open post thingy

[ebon_divinity]

(not in the main room, where there is neither room to move nor peace to think -- nor in the bedroom, which is entirely too white and frilled and circumscribed -- nor yet in the library, surrounded by conspicuous knowledge

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[idontsing]

*is wandering aimlessly - not really in the mood for lots of people, he sticks to the more deserted spots of a mansion* *hears the clink of jewellery and pauses, turning the bend to find the open door* *curiousity gets the best of him, so he takes a step in that direction....- and stops, watching the lady dance*

[ebon_divinity]

(caught up in it as she is, it's several moments before she notices the dark form in the doorway -- stops then, on the instant, and regards him warily)

[idontsing]

*blinks* Er-sorry. I did not mean to interrupt. *ducks his head in a nod and turns as if to go*

[ebon_divinity]

You don't. (she laughs briefly, falling back a step, and pushes her heavy hair back from her face) I wasn't -- it's no matter.

[idontsing]

*slightly wry smile* I guess I will stay a short while, then. *holds out his hand* I am Bard of Dale.

[ebon_divinity]

(the briefest pause, and she takes his hand firmly) Rosana.

[idontsing]

Pleasure to meet you, and all that courtly frivolity. You dance well.

[ebon_divinity]

(she laughs again, genuinely) Thank you, then. Haven't much chance to, in this place.

[idontsing]

*slight smile, leaning against the doorframe* Whyever not?

[ebon_divinity]

(a shrug) Too many people. Not enough room. (she flicks a hand, impatient, and settles into one of the elegant chairs along the wall as though it's a tavern bench) I'd go out, but I don't fancy the snow much.

[idontsing]

From the South, I take it, then? And from the East, by way of your looks. Mind if I sit? *look! still has some sort-of-manners drilled into his head*

[ebon_divinity]

(arches dark brows, amused) I'm from nowhere. --Do as you like, it's not my house! (and grins up at him without malice -- not at all put off by blunt speaking)

[idontsing]

*returns the grin* Everyone has to be from somewhere. Do you mean you don't know, or do you travel too much to call one place home? *flops into the chair with a lazy sort of grace*

[ebon_divinity]

(she laughs) Both. What about you?

[idontsing]

*smiles* I came from Laketown, originally, but I went back and had Dale rebuilt after Smaug died, so I live there now. ...or, I did, until I grew old, died, and showed up here.

[ebon_divinity]

Don't know those places. (tilts her head, studying him) Funny. You don't think of being dead...