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[b]"Eh?"[/b] Tae leaned over and grinned at the elf ranger. [b]"It's not like they'd just make us nobles off the bat, you know? Probably gonna give us titles like 'Fort Rock Protectors' or whatever instead. Make us more official and all. Bet Granlow loves that sorta stuff."[/b]

Not that she minded signing more documents, if that's what was going to get her more dinners and what-not. Still, the tabaxi was right. It was one thing for the host to show up when a couple of the guests had already arrived, but it was an entirely different thing for not a single representative of the host to present when the entire group that had been invited over to dinner was present. Tae's own stomach was making audible rumbling sounds now, the martial artist making a conscious decision not to do what Jameson suggested and simply eat everything and ask for more, repeating ad infinitum until her stomach was bursting at the seams.

[b]"Then again, maybe he's got us here to butter us up for a more unreasonable task instead? Mom always said that it's easy to get people to agree after you fill their stomach up with meat and mead, after all!"[/b]