I'll be your friend indeed... [Closed, Incomplete]
WHO: Sabriel (shewalksindeath) and Char (toiling_prince)
WHAT: A meeting of friends
WHERE: Char's rented house/apartment
WHEN: Day 171, morning (backlogged)
Char had already risen, washed, and dressed in the native Rivelata's clothes. He had decided it was proper to pay the locals for their clothes, and wear it as well. Despite being a prince his own kingdom, Char knew he should respect this city's customs and attire.
His hair was still slightly wet from his bath, but had been toweled dry. From his knights and cook, Char had already learned to cook food, and was well able to make a breakfast. He slid into his chair, only slightly unnerved there was only one set of utensils to eat on - he had, after all, spent time with his father's people.
The journal was open in front of him, reading the news of the city that the other "foreigners" had written.
WHAT: A meeting of friends
WHERE: Char's rented house/apartment
WHEN: Day 171, morning (backlogged)
Char had already risen, washed, and dressed in the native Rivelata's clothes. He had decided it was proper to pay the locals for their clothes, and wear it as well. Despite being a prince his own kingdom, Char knew he should respect this city's customs and attire.
His hair was still slightly wet from his bath, but had been toweled dry. From his knights and cook, Char had already learned to cook food, and was well able to make a breakfast. He slid into his chair, only slightly unnerved there was only one set of utensils to eat on - he had, after all, spent time with his father's people.
The journal was open in front of him, reading the news of the city that the other "foreigners" had written.