[His voice is lighter and caries a lilt, but there's smooth confidence to it when he calls her. Something he'd been thinking about doing since this place was mentioned to him.]
Lady Wells, my name is Chris Sonom. I understand you're in charge of the Birds of Paradise. I had some wondering if you might be in need of some security around your premises.
Protecting a business of that nature was my job for half a decade back home. I'm happy to prove whatever you need of me. If you're not in need of such services, then I apologize for taking your time.
Good day. We do have one man acting as security, however, I should like another, if only to take some of the load off of him. He has other duties as well.
So long as you handle matters in a discrete way, I would be glad to have you. We should meet, however, so that I may have a look at you.
Necrotic is my specialty, I've some healing on the other side of the coin, and a few things to alter the mind or hold the body. I can tailor what I offer as well, my magic comes from the god I worship rather than something innate as with some here.
This afternoon would do fine. At your place of business or elsewhere?
Alright, then. I'll see you this afternoon, my lady.
[He arrives that afternoon, standing in the entrance of Birds of Paradise in his more modern wear except his usual boots and with the black pole of his weapon in hand. A black raven's skull hung on a leather chord around his neck and he fiddled with it lightly while he waited for the lady of the house to arrive. to meet him.]
[The bird skull is oddly fitting for what she was trying to achieve at the brothel. He wasn't exactly what she imagined, but she didn't really have an idea anymore of what was normal and what wasn't. Magic had been a fantasy until she came here.
She stepped aside from the door, inviting him to come in.]
[He bowed a bit to her, not unlike he'd done to the ladies of court back home, though still muted for the shear fact he didn't know if that might be odd to her.]
Chris Sonom, officially, madam.
I'm happy to answer any questions you've got or show you what I can do. What might put your mind to ease.
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Lady Wells, my name is Chris Sonom. I understand you're in charge of the Birds of Paradise. I had some wondering if you might be in need of some security around your premises.
Protecting a business of that nature was my job for half a decade back home. I'm happy to prove whatever you need of me. If you're not in need of such services, then I apologize for taking your time.
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So long as you handle matters in a discrete way, I would be glad to have you. We should meet, however, so that I may have a look at you.
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As for a meeting, I'm available at your leisure to meet where you'd like.
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This afternoon?
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This afternoon would do fine. At your place of business or elsewhere?
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At our place of business. It will let you see where you shall be working.
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Alright, then. I'll see you this afternoon, my lady.
[He arrives that afternoon, standing in the entrance of Birds of Paradise in his more modern wear except his usual boots and with the black pole of his weapon in hand. A black raven's skull hung on a leather chord around his neck and he fiddled with it lightly while he waited for the lady of the house to arrive. to meet him.]
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She stepped aside from the door, inviting him to come in.]
Lucy Wells.
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Chris Sonom, officially, madam.
I'm happy to answer any questions you've got or show you what I can do. What might put your mind to ease.