[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=39b54a]William Fraser[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://bookesther.files.wordpress.com/2017/02/john-thornton-smile-gif.gif?w=500[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=39b54a][b]Location:[/b][/color] [b]Kirkpatrick House[/b]
[color=39b54a][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A [/center][hr]

	Not wanting to ignore the invitation to take a seat, William followed after the driver and took a stool of his own. He enjoyed the bustle of the kitchen at work, and he allowed himself to be lost in the noise of it for a moment. All his life, he had found music in the world, but not only flowing from instruments, but from life itself. The whistle of the kettle, the creaking of the floorboards, the footsteps of the kitchen staff, it was music, it was a rhythm, an overlapping mess of sounds that in William's head seemed to come together. William absentmindedly tapped his finger against his thigh to the beat as he watched the cook pour out two cups. He smiled in thanks, nodding slightly as he reached out and pulled the cup closer to him. 

	[color=39b54a][b]"I'll take it dark as well. Thank you, ma'am. For your hospitality as well as the tea."[/b][/color]

	William had expected the question before long, and he mulled over his answer for a moment. He knew that Soulless attacks were rare in these parts, and announcing that there had just been a sizable one almost a stones throw from the house could lead to a panic. Not only that, it might not be his business to discuss the comings and goings of the houses gentry. But then again, Lady Kirkpatrick hardly seemed to be a lady that would tolerate weak-willed servants, nor did she seem the type to leave a house like this vulnerable to a Soulless attack, no matter how slim the chances of that were. And was he really under any obligation to any of the Lords or Lady's? He'd accepted the offer of payment from Rutherford, but he didn't have any loyalty to him, and from his conversation with the driver, he didn't suspect the man would rat him out for gossiping.

	His mind had been whirring, but only an instant had passed. Making his decision, William glanced up from his drink towards the woman, smiling slightly. 

	[color=39b54a][b]"We were travelling in the area when we stumbled across Lady Kirkpatrick and the remains of her carriage. It seems that she ran into some Soulless, but they were already dealt with by the time we arrived. I'm sorry to say that the corpses we have with us were two of her companions. As for where the Lord of the house has gone off to, I'm afraid I can't shed any light on that."[/b][/color]