<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/kH84KYb.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Tymir (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=349291.msg16414192#msg16414192)<br/><br/>Very interesting indeed! Tymir placed a forearm on the table, leaning into the conversation as Nalrendramid shared his tale. Romance, family, and business all entangled together was a potentially disastrous combination. But the thing the retired sailor latched onto was the secret affair, for he was a romantic at heart.<strong>"You must include a bauble for your woman,"</strong>Tymir stated in a soft, rich voice.<strong>"Never no good come from asking a woman to part with a treasure, no matter the circumstance. The blow always lands softer when a gift of topi pearls, duckling stuffed sweetbread, and a sharper blade is involved."</strong>It was clear that the very specific list was not meant to be Nalrendramid's suggested gift, but one that Tymir had used to his benefit for his own lady of impeccable taste and breeding on more than one occasion. The man's lips twitched in a smile of remembrance and then a dip of sorrow before his countenance became forcibly bland. Perhaps it was the alcohol, or perhaps it was the Dragonborn's plight that had loosened Tymir's lips, but that was all the peek into the sailor's past anyone was going to get this night.<br/><br/><strong>"For <em>his</em> portion,"</strong>Tymir corrected when Gloriosus suggested that the payment go to the orphanage. Tymir wasn't heartless, but he couldn't afford to strip down the way the elf had. He needed to squirrel away every cent if he were to... He leaned back, unwilling to let his thoughts wander down such a path.<br/><br/>The situation seemed straightforward enough. Perhaps his lady lover had been offended. Maybe the affair had been found out and she had cut contact. The courier may have never reached the intended destination - there was a variety of situations to explain the silence, none of which seemed particularly difficult for a group of their caliber to engage with. He had banded with the men and women present for several different adventures now, and felt quite confident in their abilities to accomplish such a task, especially with the amount of sweet-talkers in the group. And with his attention already focused on tomorrow, Tymir had fell silent again. His hand had reached out for his cup, but rather than downing the liquid, he rested his hand thoughtfully.