Post by wellby on Feb 20, 2020 12:51:19 GMT
"But daaaaad I'm 15, and there's an orphan missing. Can't I go and help find him"
Beryn Silverhand was here on important business, as Silverhands normally are. He hadn't intended to bring his son Wellby with him at all, but there'd been little choice. Wizarding school was on half term break, and Mrs. Silverhand (along with all the house staff of course) had already left far an all-inclusive trip to Amphail, when the need for this business trip had arisen. Plus, last time he'd left Wellby alone at SilverHold, he'd held such a big party that the servants were still finding half drunk potion bottles lying around.
So Beryn had dragged Wellby along to this little backwater province in the middle of god knows where, and the kid had done nothing but moan the whole time. To be fair, the town did stink a bit, and the locals were a little primitive in their ways, but their room in The Guilded Mirror was passable at least.
"No! That notice is for adventurers, son. You're just a schoolkid. I've told you already, you are to stay in the inn and work on your homework".
"Fine" says Wellby, "I'll stay in then".
Beryn didn't respond, and getting ready to leave for his big meeting he was too busy to notice the mischief in Wellby's tone.
Beryn Silverhand was here on important business, as Silverhands normally are. He hadn't intended to bring his son Wellby with him at all, but there'd been little choice. Wizarding school was on half term break, and Mrs. Silverhand (along with all the house staff of course) had already left far an all-inclusive trip to Amphail, when the need for this business trip had arisen. Plus, last time he'd left Wellby alone at SilverHold, he'd held such a big party that the servants were still finding half drunk potion bottles lying around.
So Beryn had dragged Wellby along to this little backwater province in the middle of god knows where, and the kid had done nothing but moan the whole time. To be fair, the town did stink a bit, and the locals were a little primitive in their ways, but their room in The Guilded Mirror was passable at least.
"No! That notice is for adventurers, son. You're just a schoolkid. I've told you already, you are to stay in the inn and work on your homework".
"Fine" says Wellby, "I'll stay in then".
Beryn didn't respond, and getting ready to leave for his big meeting he was too busy to notice the mischief in Wellby's tone.