[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=b8860b]Reginald Keystone[/color][/b][/i][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=b8860b][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Museum - Vera's Office
[color=b8860b][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A [/center][hr][hr]

	While the offer of a meal and change of scenery was appealing, the Lord Major was having some difficulty looking favorably upon another social event of his evening, past that which he had already partaken. Much was going on in his mind, and even the subtleties of their little adventure were not enough to divert Reginald's thoughts away from the initial grief of losing his dear, dear friend, nor his worry about his nephew's absence. The man really should have been back by now. Perhaps the others in the room were aware of his mildly fragile state, which is possibly why they silently declined his offer to look over the material that they were able to retain following the break-in. 

	[color=b8860b]"Regrettably madame, I shall have to decline your most generous offer."[/color] he stated simply, addressing Neema. She had so far been an enigma to the Fellowship, albeit a helpful one. The Lord Major had nothing against the woman, and indeed did hope that everything worked out well for her and the interactions with the others embroiled in this highly unsubtle business. [color=b8860b]"Someone shall have to remain at the Barracks, else here, upon the return of the Lord Captain and his associate. I trust that Lady Munn will pass along anything pertinent, should it be necessary. Again, I do thank you for the offer."[/color] 

	Briefly, he wondered where the detachment of soldiery was to assist with the items in question for safekeeping. Then he realized it had only been a very short time since the order had been issued. Patience would have to be exercised.