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[h1][b][i][color=Olive]Richard Laine[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/fd/97/7a/fd977a5c6329238ebaf0957a5792aade.gif[/img][/center]
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[center][color=Olive]Location: The Palace[/color][/center]
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Taking a long draw upon the cigarette, Richard Laine stowed the lighter in an inner pocket of his suit. [color=Olive]"Thalia, darling, if I had known this was the local Renaissance Fair, I would have worn my armor."[/color] This was a moot point, due to the fact that Richard's 'armor' was in no way a metal suit. Otherwise called by the false British man a 'human microwave'. Certainly there were plenty of air flow, but when standing or mounted upon a horse in the sun for hours, let alone actual fighting, it was going to get 'toasty'. Watching a lad approach the two, the 'man' raised a brow. Medieval indeed was the dress code around here! But his lips twitched into a smile as his snake like eyes gleamed with interest at such a bold lad to approach what most were running in fear of.

Sadly, it wasn't him.

What harm would it do to introduce themselves? The answer was none that he knew of, and if there was? Then Thalia should have told him. Forewarning was forearming or in some cases disarming Richard before he said or did something. [color=Olive]"It's it polite to give your name along with the rest of that sentence, laddy-o?"[/color] The Adder spoke about the cigar, before raising a hand to pluck it from his handsome visage. [color=Olive]"But as we did land in the middle of a celebration it seems..."[/color] His gaze turning from Atkin to look about the Palace with a curious glance. A celebration for sure. The question was what type? But his questions would have to wait. They needed to find his- and Thalia's- child. His fingers twitched as he thought of the poor helpless infant without his protection. 

[color=Olive]"Very well then! I am Richard Laine, the Adder."[/color] The taller man held a hand for Atkin to shake,  his other holding the burning cigarette that he took a long draw from before blowing a ring into the air. [color=Olive]"And the Lady behind me is Thalia Maehers.  My beautiful wifey."[/color] Turning enough to give a cheeky wink to the great and scaley dragon. [color=Olive]"As for why we are here? Why don't you explain, love?"[/color]