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Roland nodded, and sat down. He knew nothing of the new Empress, beyond the fact that she was not Julos, which was good enough for him. He had heard rumors that she would be throwing a ball towards the end of winter, but he had not even decided if he was going. He had not even made a final decision as to whether the Legion should have a Congressman or woman in the new Senate. Imperial matters made him skittish: Roland had no problem jumping into a lake of lava or hurtling headlong into the depths of a dungeon, but put him on a ballroom dance floor with people dressed up in fancy clothes and he grew a bit skittish.
"Serale to you then, Epicurus, from one Lord Protector to another." Roland thought of what he knew of Medonia, and that was: nothing. He'd been once to Daltina for a cycle and once to New Coldmoon for a day, and that was all he knew of Enamoria. Perhaps he would visit it someday when he had the time. He'd never been to Taralon either, come to think of it. "If you're ever in Diana-- presumably to visit Jaki-- " Roland paused and chuckled goodnaturedly, then continued: "If you're ever in Diana, feel free to come by and visit. Feel free to bring the girl you're dating, too." Roland grinned at the two of them.
He turned to Jaki. "Do not be so modest. You've already brought into the fold that fine fellow Landrake. . ." Roland paused, and looked from brother to sister, as if thinking that this was a lucky season for the entire family. "And of course there was the other night, when you perked up the spirits of that morose bunch I was with then helped out that sick fellow Ramsa." He related to Epicurus the story of the man who fell ill, perhaps from food poisoning. "One does not just fight for justice by riding into the Xet homeland: there are many little moments to help right the injustices of life, and I can clearly see that you live and breathe the mantra of justice; it is part and parcel of who you are."
He studied Epicurus then for a moment, in the way of Thanes sizing each other up. "If things do not work out for you in Enamoria, do consider coming to Carmelyn Province. I was away from the Allerian Empire for a few seasons last year due to injuries suffered in the Battle of Mileswick, and when I returned I found that peace and prosperity had once again come with the ascenscion of Arabella. But. . ."
He pursed his lips, unsure if this was a good time to continue or not: he did not want to intrude on the sibling's reunion. He decided to make it brief. "But war gives people purpose. The lack of it brings relief, but sometimes it brings malaise. No one knows what to do next. People are afraid to open their mouths. People are afraid to do things. People are afraid that others will make fun of them, or censor them, or take them to task. I can't change all of Alleria, but I have decided to take Carmelyn Province and return it to the days of yore, the days when my Uncle traveled the Allerian Empire." He slapped his palm on the table. "I don't care if people are verbose minstrels or if they are the strong silent type. I don't care if they have been around for decades or came off the boat from Syl or Dolud yesterday. Through either the Legion, or the cities I am in: Tearsfall, Diana, and so forth-- I am getting people jobs, getting them connections, helping them meet each other. Life in Alleria can be daunting and intimidating; I try to assuage that. People need to adventure; people need to have fun. Demios used to be a fun place, and now no one goes there: it would be an excellent place to turn around. Should you seek out the Thaneship there or some other position, I would support your claim to it."
OOC: that's Roland Moonstar, subtle like a rock. GM Wes for the win.
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