[colour=#C0C0C0][h2]Nathaniel Stormlight [/h2][/colour]
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[colour=#C0C0C0] Location:[/colour] Alchemist chambers.
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A chill came from the door that Eris had hastily departed from. Nathaniel stood there, gazing at the door. Candlelight and light from the hearth gave the room enough light to see, but Nathaniel stood looking at the door, as if her afterimage was imprinted on the door. He closed his partly open mouth as he was about to offer the lead sage an alternative but she cut him off before he had a chance. His jaw clenched, something was wrong, as he felt she was afraid, just as he turned to face the door to leave.

[colour=#FDFD96]“You’re new to courting, aren't you, boy?”[/colour] A voice dripping with sass and bluntness echoed across the room. Sitting across the room, with all the elegance of a viper, not to mention the venomous quips that match one. Was Penelope Rovella, a cup of tea to her lips as she took a steady sip, her eyes bore into him.

[colour=#C0C0C0]“I’ve courted before.”[/colour] he responded hastily. The confidence in his tone wasn't all there. He had dated, but it was mostly arranged by other nobles in Aurelia and his family; those relationships never really lasted long.

Penelope snorted, calling the bluff as she finished taking a sip of her teacup making a [I]clink[/I] noise as it made contact with the matching saucer. [colour=#FDFD96] “Our lead sage is a bit skittish. Brilliant, but skittish.”[/colour] Lady Rovella set her cup and its saucer onto the table, interlocking her fingers as they rested on her lap, her eyes never breaking contact with Nathaniels.

[colour=#FDFD96]“She’ll be away for a while, until she calms down, kids these days.”[/colour] she scoffed, rolling her eyes. [colour=#C0C0C0] “Thank you for the heads up Pen-” [/colour] he was cut off as Penelope pointed at him. [colour=#FDFD96]“You will show me respect, you will address me as Lady Rovella.[/colour] she snapped at Nathaniel. The rumours were, in fact, true about Lady Rovella; she was someone that you didn't mess with. [colour=#C0C0C0] “Apologies Lady Rovella, I meant no disrespect.”[/colour]  Nathaniel bowed slightly towards Lady Rovella, but she just waved it off as she stood to walk to him. 

[colour=#C90274]“Lady Rovella,”[/colour] a voice came from the far side of the room, and both Nathaniel and Lady Rovella turned to the new figure that entered the room. A man who was well-aged, his hair was pure grey with a matching beard, both of which were well-groomed, eyes that were deep and full of knowledge, knowledge of which he'd be willing to part as simple advice. His outfit was simple, but not at the same time as hers was wrapped in red robes with embroidery of gold and silver intertwined along the robes' surface. In his right hand, he held a simple wooden cane on its head, a brass carving.

Nathaniel let out a breath as if he forgot to breathe. [colour=#C0C0C0]”Lord Galahad?”[/colour] he guessed, Lady Rovella glared at Nathaniel, Osiris let out a warm chuckle. [colour=#C90274]”Yes.”[/colour] Nathaniel went to bow his head in respect, and Osiris stopped by holding a hand. [colour=#C90274]” You don't need to bow, Nathaniel.”[/colour] his tone was warm and gentle. His eyes shifted from Nathaniel to Nesna, with which he nodded, greeting the Blight-born. The elders gaze immediately back at Nathaniel. [colour=#C90274]” Nathaniel, might I be able to speak to you, in private. It is something I would like to discuss. It won't take long.”[/colour] he turned himself around, before leaving, he looked back at Penelope. [colour=#C90274]”I trust you will look after our guest. Lady Rovella.”[/colour] Lady Rovella just simply shrugged her gaze shifting to Nesna, while Nathaniel followed Osiris there footsteps mixed with the sound of the elders cane echoing from the stone floor.


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Mentions/ interactions. Eris [@The Muse] Nesna [@enmuni]