[center][h1][color=fff200]Jacques Clerc[/color][/h1]
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[color=fff200]Location:[/color] Marketplace near St. Peter's Church [/center]
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Father Clerc inspected, bending down slightly, the lamb that the butcher had brought out, nodding slightly in approval of the fine price of meat. He would be glad to cook that, maybe make a stew or roast out of it. Jacques could already smell it when it would be finished, a light smile coming to his face. 

“So, Father, if ya’ don't mind me askin’. Will ya’ be goin’ to that the event at Amack’s?,” the butcher asked as the priest inspected the lamb. Allowing some notion of small talk to be had, after all it was only in good manners that he make small talk with his local priest. The butcher was met with the eyes of Jacques who had a less than enthusiastic look on the question, but soon the face turned back to its light smile. 

[color=fff200]”Oui. I suppose that I shall. No sense losing the opportunity to socialize.”[/color] Jacques answered, but his hands behind his back as he straightened his posture. [color=fff200]”Though, I must be shy in trusting those people, after all, not everybody will be going out their generous nature.”[/color] the priest informed, cynically. He held his light smile before producing a small flask, uncorking it, and taking a small sip at its contents. Putting the flask back where he produced it, he returned to inspecting the lamb. [color=fff200]”Will you be doing anything special, by the by?”[/color]

“No, after I close later today, I will be recruitin’ with my family.” The butcher answer nonchalantly. Giving a much larger smile and a hardy laugh to the priest, he turned his head from side to side for a moment, making sure no one was around. “Not really, I'm goin’ to be helpin’ the misses tonight; if ya know what I mean,” he said in a hushed tone, earning a laugh from Jacques.

[color=fff200]”Unfortunately, not all of us have that chance, friend. Relish the time you have with her.”[/color] Jacques chuckled, getting out some money and handing it to the butcher. [color=fff200]”If I am not to return before you close, might you be able to bring it to the church for me?”[/color] the father inquired, wanting to go and gather more supplies and talk to a few others which may eat up the valuable time.

“As you wish father, have a good day!”

[color=fff200]”God bless you, too.”[/color] with that, Jacques retired from the butcher and began walking about the marketplace once more. Thoughts raced to his mind, he began to sort through them and soon a smile came to his face. Perhaps this would be his lucky day on finding a lass to settle down with, should she meet his requirements first. Though, it was a large event and no doubt it would be loud. That was but one drawback from attending, not doubt everything would fall into place as God has decided.

As he still had some time, he wondered if he should visit anyone before going to the event. Though he did not wish to be a bother if any of them were going to said event, so he decided against it and instead continued browsing for other ingredients.