Lord Mayor Hedred looks to the others of the council. "Aye, it shall be done, m'lady. We 'spect 'is boat ere the dawn, but his sun should be welcomin' 'im home." He lifts his impressive girth from the stout chair and he and the rest of the council offer their salutes and bows and take their leave.<br/><br/>Knarr and Gareph remain. “M’lady,” Gareph starts, moving to Ted, “may I present one of my wardens, Theodore White? He has just returned from a ride where he harried a dozen smugglers into the waiting arms of one the militia patrols. He’s my best, and by your leave, I’d make him my second on the Ride.”<br/><br/>Marshall Knarr nods in agreement. “And my lady, I must retire to set the night watch.” He turns smartly and leaves.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Next post from me, in the morning, will be the morning.</div></div>