OPEN STARTER. location : the streets. who : ruling lord elras qorgyle of sandstone.
the lord preferred observing over participating - a habit he had learnt from years of fending for himself. his eyes would dart across the room noting every movement and every expression, it was a game of sorts. as he walked through the streets while the festivities continued, elras observed all of them. if he was to be smart he'd grasp the opportunity to gain a few friends in powerful positions such as his own, but he wouldn't risk making a drunken fool of himself in the process. he watched as a particularly drunk lord swayed across the street with a drink in his hand and a subtle smirk came to rest on the lords lips as he stopped and spoke to the person next to him. " where do you imagine he will end up? in a bush or with the pigs? "
