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Sneakeh Cat · 10-24-2017, 05:13 PM

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Originally Posted by Tegz

He wasn't late. In point of fact, Elsdon had been here all day. Just not right in this exact particular, waiting for an appointment, spot. He'd been having mad chats with a pair of goblins who seemed to think that economic change was in the ~air,~ but could only chalk it up to a goblin sixth (or seventh, since arguably their sixth sense was to do with their metal working) sense. Elsdon wasn't completely sure they weren't messing with him. At any rate, it was good entertainment that he could count as work-related so he felt no guilt about not focusing too hard on the rolls and rolls of parchment that he had to review.

"That's me! Elsdon is me!" A wave over the heads of the bustling goblins and the man took a few great strides across the hall to reach the gentleman looking for him. "Nice to meet ya, mate. Elsdon Parata. Lets head to my office and see if we can get you sorted out."

Dorian's eyes quickly shot over to the loud voice in the room, and the person that voice belonged to was the man he had an appointment with. Just like every normal person, he had painted an image in his head of the man he was to meet, and as always, his image was nothing like what the man actually looked like. He had expected a younger person, but it was a relief to know that he was not. He hoped this meant the man had experience.

"The pleasure is all mine," he responded. Really, it was. He was not saying that because of his Southern hospitality. "Dorian O'Neill." He felt the need to introduce himself, even though he was sure Elsdon knew his name since, you know, he had an appointment and all. His name had to be on some piece of parchment. "I sure hope we can gets things sorted out painlessly." And hopefully it would be all sorted out today because not having easy access to his money was a no-go for him.

10-24-2017, 05:13 PM	#17 (permalink)
Sneakeh Cat DIMC & DMGS Diricawl Join Date: Oct 2007 Location: Pride Rock Posts: 26,771 Diagon Alley Proprietor: Maia Denton Daily Prophet Reporter x5 x2	Yay, Hamlet! • Cathopper • Disney Fanatic • I was normal once... Quote: Originally Posted by Tegz He wasn't late. In point of fact, Elsdon had been here all day. Just not right in this exact particular, waiting for an appointment, spot. He'd been having mad chats with a pair of goblins who seemed to think that economic change was in the ~air,~ but could only chalk it up to a goblin sixth (or seventh, since arguably their sixth sense was to do with their metal working) sense. Elsdon wasn't completely sure they weren't messing with him. At any rate, it was good entertainment that he could count as work-related so he felt no guilt about not focusing too hard on the rolls and rolls of parchment that he had to review. "That's me! Elsdon is me!" A wave over the heads of the bustling goblins and the man took a few great strides across the hall to reach the gentleman looking for him. "Nice to meet ya, mate. Elsdon Parata. Lets head to my office and see if we can get you sorted out." Dorian's eyes quickly shot over to the loud voice in the room, and the person that voice belonged to was the man he had an appointment with. Just like every normal person, he had painted an image in his head of the man he was to meet, and as always, his image was nothing like what the man actually looked like. He had expected a younger person, but it was a relief to know that he was not. He hoped this meant the man had experience. "The pleasure is all mine," he responded. Really, it was. He was not saying that because of his Southern hospitality. "Dorian O'Neill." He felt the need to introduce himself, even though he was sure Elsdon knew his name since, you know, he had an appointment and all. His name had to be on some piece of parchment. "I sure hope we can gets things sorted out painlessly." And hopefully it would be all sorted out today because not having easy access to his money was a no-go for him. __________________ _______________________________You may hate me, but it ain't no lie: bye bye bye.