Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25129884-20160915215413/@comment-26767096-20160919024516

High Prince Imrahil wrote: Codebreaker 2100 wrote: High Prince Imrahil wrote: Codebreaker 2100 wrote: High Prince Imrahil wrote: Codebreaker 2100 wrote: High Prince Imrahil wrote: Codebreaker 2100 wrote: "My name is Nyssa. I'm nobody of importance." "Right... 'cause Imrahil hires people of unimportance all the time..." says Travian sarcastically, as leads her down the steps that lead into the city "Seems awefully taken with you, though..." "Haha. I'm not special, am I? I don't think I look important or pretty." "Well ma'am, I ain't meanin' no disrespect, but I'd be blind if I didn't say you were pretty."

He leads her acrossed the causway, and towards the tower of Tirith Aear At that comment, Nyssa just smiles and continues to follow Travian. Travian leads her into the magnificent tower, the domed cealing, cascading upwards. Travian leads her down the east hallway, towards the guest rooms.

"The Prince requests that you clean up and meet up with him in The Throne Room to talk over a mission 'r somethin'."

Her room is spacious if not  huge, with a bedroom, a living area, a small kitchen, and a balcony overlooking the ocean. A blue gown is folden on a wooden chair next to the bathroom, and a small silver bell sits on the nightstand in case servents are needed. "Wow," She says to herself, "He must be madly in love with me." She puts on the dress and cleans off her face and hair, putting it in nice braids. After a half hour or so, she hears a knock at the door. Travian is waiting to escort her to the throne room. "Hello, Travian. I grasp names and faces quickly."