Character: Thorne Briers
Status: Calculating

[color=6373A4]"'Fasionable lordling'?"[/color] A voice spoke up, then, one completely unfamiliar to the room and all its other occupants. Thorne's hands rested on the table before him, fingers stroking the warm surface of the hot stone Andrea had offered him. He had taken the liberty of taking it at some point; the warmth emanating from the stone permeated his palms. His voice was akin to smooth waters sliding over ice; neither cold nor distant, yet not warm either. [color=6373A4]"Is that your evaluation of me? I have to say, I'm quite flattered."[/color] his head tilted slightly, his eyes curving upwards in a manner that somehow felt harmless and assessing at the same time. [color=6373A4]"Indeed, it was remiss of me to keep silent for all this time; do forgive my carelessness."[/color] he raised his hand and placed it on his chest, then, a gentle salute that was typically seen as a respectful, if outdated, gesture of greeting. Then, bowing his head slightly, he spoke. [color=6373A4]"My name is Thorne Briers. I, like all of you, have come to stand in Rotia's chill with my own ambitions."[/color] at this point, he addressed everyone in the room, eyes resting on each face, including the pale-haired girl who was making her way past the table. [color=6373A4]"Sir Bromann speaks true. Our ambitions have brought our paths together, if only for a short while. It is best, then, that we cooperate with each other; no doubt if the young lord hears of blood being shed before the monsters even come to wage battle on Rotia's walls, he may be displeased enough to dock our pay, even throw us behind bars. I find the prospect to be rather unfortunate."[/color] Suddenly, his smile shifted, turning into something a little sharper, something sly and mischievous. [color=6373A4]"And Lady Andrea speaks true as well. There is great glory to be had in killing the biggest of the beasts that terrorize a city's walls. And with glory, follows gold."[/color] That wasn't [i]always[/i] the case, but, well. That was a minor detail.