Christina joined the group as the duke was mid story, and Tehr caught her look of confusion as the duke spoke.  He interrupted for just a moment to clarify to his sister, "The farwalkers are elven wanderers who act as messengers as storytellers, sharing and preserving knowledge for the elven people.  We had one stay at our manse several years ago, you would have been... hmm... about nine at the time.  Remember he had that lute and sang songs for us in exchange for room and board for the night?"<br/><br/>Christina's eyes lit up and her smile was even brighter as she recalled the memory from her childhood.  "If I recall," she said with a smirk in her eye, "Mother was especially charmed by him."<br/><br/>Tehr clucked his tongue at the oh so subtle insinuation, "Christina, your suggestion scandalizes us!"  But he couldn't help but laugh at her response.<br/><br/>"Oh, if they knew half of our stories Tehr..."<br/><br/>Tehr felt his face grow warm and hot, and he shifted uncomfortably in his chair.  But before that line of conversation could continue Tehr nodded to the duke, "Sorry sire, please continue."<br/><br/>He was careful not to interrupt again, but had to return the complement when it was paid.  If you think I fight well, you should have seen our older brother James.  He was a crack shot with a bow, even from horseback.  But he fought with sword and shield while a foot.  Sadly, he passed a few years ago."  There was a moment of silence, but Tehr filled the uncomfortable gap smoothly, "In any regard, if Rosalyn can fight even one half as good as you sir, I'll have to make certain to stay on her good side.  When I saw you fighting the orcess, I knew that I was witnessing someone with great martial prowess, far above my own at least."<br/><br/>Christina added, "...and Tehr may not be the physical dynamo that James was, but he's had his share of scrapes.  He even stopped an assassin on his way to Ravos lands."<br/><br/>Tehr smiled, "Now sister, please don't inflate my ego.  I told you the embarrassment I suffered when our good guests watched me fight in the arena."  He was of course referring to the fact that his manhood had been fully exposed.  "Let us not try to gild the truth.  In any regard, I thank you for the great compliment of saying that I've tried to fight with dignity, even if it is far less than true.  My uncle, who taught me in my magical abilities, also taught me the value of humility and the dangers of hubris."<br/><br/>Christina laughed again, "Oh do tell them about your time as a statue Tehr!"<br/><br/>Tehr found himself blushing again and as happened rarely, found himself at a loss for words.  Not only because the story was embarrassing to him personally, but because the punishment was due to his youthful sexual indiscretions.  Christina seemed to be greatly enjoying herself embarrassing him.  Though the pleased look on his guests's faces said that they were taking it in the spirit it was meant.  So he simply stammered, and thankfully the duke came to his rescue.<em>"Which is why I am not too worried about the fact I might have to leave to do business at a gentleman's club later and might...."</em><br/><br/>Tehr let Christina speak for a bit while he recollected himself, and only thanked Tera for her message.  Once delivered he addressed his two guests, "Certainly if Christina and lady Rosalyn would like to spend time together, I'd be overjoyed.  My sister is still new to Londinium herself and the social scene here is quite... hmmm... dare I say incestuous?"  He let the double play on the words dig at Christina, but she showed no embarrassment, foiling his little jab at her.  Continuing on, "The noble women can be quite insular until they are accepted, which is one of the reasons why my sister has befriended Ann d'Wellington.  Already the social status of both has improved by their association.  As I'm sure would lady Rosalyn's if she chose to spend time with those two women."<br/><br/>Secretly however, Tehr also hoped that Ann d'Wellington's legendary sexual perversion as well as his sister's own carnal desires might rub off on the beautiful elf maid, to his advantage.  "As for the club you mention, if it is the same as I am thinking, I am bound for there myself tomorrow.  But I regret that this afternoon I must return to the palace on the queen's whim."<br/><br/>He dusted off his hands of any remaining crumbs and stood, "But first, I do believe I owe you a tour, if you're still interested?"<br/><br/>One part of his mind however was wheeling, reminding him to keep his guests away from the statue in his room that was currently covered in a drop cloth.  Having them fall under the effect of an arousal spell might be embarrassing at least.