The wind beats against his back, cape moving in the wind. Nicolas d'Eluise walks through the harbor, boots making muffled noises against the wooden docks. It is a past time he had engaged in quite frequently the last time he was in the common wealth. Each step resonating within the Ithanian's ear. He pauses, looking out at the harbor while the everyday bustling occurs around him. The wind catches his cape, blowing it ever so slightly, it's motion matching the ship sails out at sea. He catches notice, realizing that he may have to exchange his House Sigil in for something else. He recalls his letter he had sent to his wife, Eloise, still in Ithania.
To my dear Eloise,
I apologize for my departure from our homeland. I am sure you were surprised when I arrived those six months ago. Though I had not been with you during that entire time, know that you were in my thoughts, as always. I am sure this letter reaching you is a surprise. In most instances you find me to disappear, being quite distance, however, I find that now is not the time for distance. We must strengthen our bond now more than ever. I am to find a suitor here in the common wealth, take up a second wife. You needn't worry my love, it is you alone who holds my heart, this is all in the name of duty and politics. In the same vein I have found employment with the Warden's of Theomar's Lances. I am aware of my vows, and they shan't be broken. I am a man of medicine, which is what lead me to the Warden's. They will be in need of one with the proper knowledge and experience to assist them where needed. Spirit knows I will not be returning to Edelweiss. When I set out for you those six months ago I severed all ties with the Order. My skills can be served better, in a more unconventional sense. You needn't worry for my safety. I have a penchant for coming out of choice situations unscathed. Know that all I do I do so in the name of the Empire and my family. Know that my sister and nieces are well. Roselyne is to be married. I am sure this piece of news will find joy with you. She is to be wed to Warren Coen. A fine suitor indeed. I have no doubt that our ties with the Coen's will serve us greatly. That sums up all that is happening with myself within the city. I pray you good health my love. I anticipate the moment I shall see you again.
The letter is left unsigned. Perhaps overlooked due to his being busy? Overlooking a detail? It is highly unlikely but plausible. Or perhaps there is some unspoken reasoning behind it. Nicolas stands still, wind blowing past. A sixteen year old girl. No matter if she is who he believes it makes no difference. If the girl declares the truth or even present it as a lie it will be denied all the same. How many more are there? No doubt the number is in the dozens. Nicolas lights a Sigg, watches the tip spark to life and lets it drop. No longer feeling the need to carry on this habit. He takes a deep breath, knowing what must be done and continues on his way. Boots hitting the wooden deck as he rounds the corner.
To my dear Eloise,
I apologize for my departure from our homeland. I am sure you were surprised when I arrived those six months ago. Though I had not been with you during that entire time, know that you were in my thoughts, as always. I am sure this letter reaching you is a surprise. In most instances you find me to disappear, being quite distance, however, I find that now is not the time for distance. We must strengthen our bond now more than ever. I am to find a suitor here in the common wealth, take up a second wife. You needn't worry my love, it is you alone who holds my heart, this is all in the name of duty and politics. In the same vein I have found employment with the Warden's of Theomar's Lances. I am aware of my vows, and they shan't be broken. I am a man of medicine, which is what lead me to the Warden's. They will be in need of one with the proper knowledge and experience to assist them where needed. Spirit knows I will not be returning to Edelweiss. When I set out for you those six months ago I severed all ties with the Order. My skills can be served better, in a more unconventional sense. You needn't worry for my safety. I have a penchant for coming out of choice situations unscathed. Know that all I do I do so in the name of the Empire and my family. Know that my sister and nieces are well. Roselyne is to be married. I am sure this piece of news will find joy with you. She is to be wed to Warren Coen. A fine suitor indeed. I have no doubt that our ties with the Coen's will serve us greatly. That sums up all that is happening with myself within the city. I pray you good health my love. I anticipate the moment I shall see you again.
The letter is left unsigned. Perhaps overlooked due to his being busy? Overlooking a detail? It is highly unlikely but plausible. Or perhaps there is some unspoken reasoning behind it. Nicolas stands still, wind blowing past. A sixteen year old girl. No matter if she is who he believes it makes no difference. If the girl declares the truth or even present it as a lie it will be denied all the same. How many more are there? No doubt the number is in the dozens. Nicolas lights a Sigg, watches the tip spark to life and lets it drop. No longer feeling the need to carry on this habit. He takes a deep breath, knowing what must be done and continues on his way. Boots hitting the wooden deck as he rounds the corner.
