<div class="floatleft">(http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/3985/lilianmontague.jpg)</div><strong>Lillian Montague</strong>, Library of Avonleigh [Sylria the Elf, Lillian Montague, Marie Archambault, Lady Marie, Dee, Lady Kat]<br/><br/>Lillian nodded, and gave a curt smile. "Well, I'm glad that is settled then. Aimee? Where are you, girl?" called the brunette woman. From just beyond the doorway, a very pleasant-looking servant appeared.<br/><br/>"Yes, Miss Lillian?" she asked, her voice soft and meek; even more so in the company of so many.<br/><br/>"Head down and find Sebastian Archambault. Tell him that he is to ride out and find the hunting party at once, and to ensure that they make it back to the manor in all haste." Lillian noted the confusion in Aimee's eyes, and so she reiterated, "The smith, you silly thing. Go and fetch the smith, and send him off please." Aimee turned to leave, but Lillian Montague added more. "Have his sister take an inventory of the firearms on the grounds as well, and send one of the other male servants off to fetch the local militia. Do make sure that my name is mentioned to them; it will ensure that they move as quickly as possible."<br/><br/>"Yes, Miss Lillian," said the girl, nodding her head and curtsying. She left the room swiftly, but her every movement, from retreating to the door, and then closing it behind her, was filled with a fluid grace.<br/><br/>Now that the business was taken care of, she turned to her new guests. "We can ignore all of that business for now. I promise you are safe here. I give you the Montague word on it. No soldiers from Falkovnia will harm you here." Flashing the newcomers with a daring smile, she changed the subject. "But I cannot promise you that you're safe from the ghost of Avonleigh! Tell them, Sylria!"<br/><br/>The wealthy young woman looked to the girl nearby, and waved. The young woman was very pretty, in a foreign sort of way. Long and thin, with small, fine features. She was definitely very curious-looking!<strong>((OOC: Sylria an elf, and elves are a bit uncommon in Dementlieu; most are famous performers, or very exotic courtesans, and the like; there are perhaps 100 in Dementlieu at any given time))</strong>