Paco puled a bottle of Mountain Dew from under the table and pushed it to Daria and Lisa, along with a stack of plastic cups.<br/>Everybody looked up at Lisa when she spoke.<br/>Paco just caressed the cross at his neck, and Josh turned purple and faced the wall again.<em>"I could help with some ideas", </em>Marc thought to himself.<br/>Instead, he l rolled some dice behind his screen and nodded. "I'll need you to tell me in more detail what your character is wearing, Lisa. For now, let's continue..."<br/><br/>"'I'm sure the baron will give you instructions for that', the lackey says, nodding stiffly towards Lisa", Marc announced, performing the nod himself. "Then he turns and leads you up the stairs, through some rooms that seem more richly decorated than a provincial barony probably ought to, and into an almost<em>lavish</em>room.<br/>'Master Kim and his...friends are present, at the request of Lord Michael Mahon', he announces, before bowing and stepping back in order not to obstruct your view to the throne. The man sitting there is dressed in rich, but durable clothing and the sword on his wait is massive, polished steel, despite the ruby in the handle, glistening like a beast's eye. He leans forward and smiles. 'Greetings, Master Kim. I'm sure that whoever your companions might be, they can be relied to keep discretion..."<br/><br/>Marc leaned  back, and for some reason, rolled again behind the screen.<br/>"G-g-greetings, My Lord", Josh said less nervously. "May the goddess Mitra guide you wisely. My friends can be relied upon, indeed".<br/>"Greetings, My Lord", Paco said with a suddenly raspy voice, just bowing his head. "May success follow in your steps!"