<strong>Name:</strong>Lord Alan Ardington of Carindel<br/>(https://encrypted-tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS6bnRlMmSpZbVNCKNJZJoVoaW9kV2Zyhjvi3vpucx_PMQf0uks)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Country Road 923<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 1, night<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Richard Waldric; Mark Dekker<br/><br/>Ardington watched as Richard stood up to shake this man who had approached hand, who was this individual that stood before him with dark black hair and charcoal finger tips. He must be part Witch, for surely common mortals were not born with black finger nails. This world seemed to confuse Ardington every second he was in it, but each second he made a new connection a wide smile spread across his lips. Back in his time many people found themselves enticed by such a smile and would most times oft to paint him. f there was one thing Ardington loved more than immortality it was his age less face that he had captured at the peek of it's beauty.<br/><br/>"Aye it be so boy" Richard said shaking the boys hand sternly. "You must be the one I was told about" Richard pulled out the chair. "Take your seat then" he sad gesturing towards the table. When the boy sat down Richard walked around to the other side of the table and took his own seat. "You, I'm sure understand the discretion needed for such a task?" he said looking at the boy. "You will be charged with creating someone out of thin air. If this is not within the limits of your expertise tell us and we will be on our way. However if it is, you can expect to receive a full payment." Richard reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a sealed envelope and slid it across the table. Inside was a piece of paper with number $500,000 written on it. Richards stern eyes took in this boy, unsure weather he was qualified for such a task.<br/><br/>A confused Ardington looked back and forth between the two of them. So much formalities in the world of today, even back n England things were never so complicated. Ardington only wished to continue with his work, and was not sure about the importance of all this. However he trusted Richard, and new he would never lead him astray. Besides Richard knew what Ardington did with liars. Another grin spelled across Ardngton's face as he clutched in his hands to amulets that he wore around his neck. One ruby, and one Emerald, both holding their own story.<br/>