<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=46369.msg2422841#msg2422841">Quote from: Faeylin on 07-11-2009, 01:39:31</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Lillian Montague</strong>, Library of Avonleigh [Sylria the Elf &amp; Lillian Montague]<br/><br/>Lillian listened as Sylria spoke, nodding here and smiling there. "The girl? She's likely his daughter, or wife...or something, I suppose," she said, waving her hands to express that she didn't know. "But they're peasants, so...it's not really much of a concern one way or another, as long as the clothes are washed and the food is cooked...or in this case, the lamb is cared for before it ends up on the dining room table." Lily giggled a bit here. "If it matters to you, though, I suppose we could look into it.<br/><br/>"The lamb. couldn't we always just have it butchered for supper, and have the servants bring us the blood? Or, do you think we have to bring the beast in for the seance? Freshly spilled, do you suppose?" Lillian rubbed her trim tummy as they spoke of the lamb. Lady Lilliian's girl came in just at that moment, burdened with a platter of cheeses and fruits, and cubed pieces of bread. Precariously balanced on one small hip and in the crook of her elbow, she had a glass decanter of wine as well.<br/><br/>"Ma'am," she said, smiling politely at the two women as she artfully arranged the foodstuffs on a table in the middle of the room. "I'll be right back with the glasses," she said as she glided from the room.<br/><br/>"In any case, the idea of searching the house seems like fun to me. I don't quite recall how to get up to the attic or the basement, though. I'm sure one of the servants can tell us. Maybe Aimee can tell us when she's back."<br/><br/>Lillian moved over to the platters of food, and began to eat from them. She giggled at Sylria's comment about the servants burning food. "Brilliantly smart. See, what would I do without your advice, Sylria!"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>Sylria</strong>, Library of Avonleigh [Sylria the Elf & Lillian Montague]<br/><br/>I shake my head at that, frowning a bit.  The girl had seemed distraught about something, but...I really couldn't say much, given how little experience I had.  I do reply somewhat as the food comes in, however, and my stomach growls. "I don't know, she just seemed...I don't know, like a victim?  I don't know that that makes any sense though.  It just bothered me somehow.  But the lamb, the blood does need to be freshly spilled.  I just prefer not to have the death of the creature as<em>part</em>of the ritual.  Such...is not the best thing.  It's somewhat symbolic, and I don't want to be calling the attention of the darker spirits to us."<br/><br/>I come over, looking at the food and slowly sampling, smiling at Aimee as she left again. "Thank you very much, Aimee."<br/><br/>The comment on the building made me nod, though.  I hadn't had time to explore, and while I could likely guess how to get down there, it wasn't really<em>necessary</em>when we could ask others. "I think that the servants could help us explore, at least.  And my advice can't be<em>that</em>useful, really."