[h2][center][color=f6989d]Měihóu Niángniang????[/color][/center][/h2]
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[color=6ecff6]"Mm? Didn't expect there to be a line."[/color] An older gentleman comes round the corner as the discussion continues, walking up to the chateau. [color=6ecff6]"Don't mind me, I'll wait. My errand's no serious request."[/color] He sits on one the railings of the ramp walkway, one foot up resting on it, leaning against one of the pillars. Pulling out a little tobacco, he stuffs his pipe a bit more full, and seems to devote his attention to it.

If anyone devoted attention to the old man, they'd find that despite his age, he seemed to be in hell of a shape. His short sleeved garment, showed off plenty of arm, and if the muscles there were any indication, he was in shape to put most fresh soldiers to shame. Near the base of his back was a pair of rosy wood tonfa stuffed a little unceremoniously into a sash. And finally, they'd find that the man paid attention back, if stared at.