>>5958020You, good sir, are as clever as a fox. Even as Renart of the Roman de Renart.
>>5958032You decided to ask him a bit about the political situation, after all he must know it better than you being closer to the news and all.
-Are the tensions with Bofuria so high ? I have heard that they support a claimant to the throne ?
He nodded.
-They do not support him openly, but there is tensions about a marriage between the two royal lines. The fact is that my father is paranoid and thinks that the new chancellor, who I shall admit has radical "pro elvish" positions, will try to remove all the human noblemen who speak too much against elves. And that he will use a pretext like "sending his son to make contact with Bofurian conspirators" as pretexts to try to seize the County of Pleasantville. With the flight of the old traitor Chancellor to Bomburia we will have tensions with them too, if they do not give him to us.
You then asked.
-And you, what do you think about this new chancellor, Ab.. Something.. You think he will try to seize your county ?
-Abastardion, he is, quite judgemental if I remember well what he wrote and he was a vocal supporter of the elven party at court but I think that if the Queen put him in this place it will mean that he will be able to be moderate. Look at your new baron, maybe it was a bad idea to nominate him here but they put a quite charming gentleman and not some mad elven supremacist.
You had to admit that he was right, the lad was more or less correct for an Italian, but you should not let yourself be swayed by simple words. Before he gave you land and riches you shall not have a definitive opinion on Baron Endoftutoriel. You then asked.
-And about squiring, the red baron, what is so bad with him ? I met his sister lady Scarlet Red and she seems to be a very pleasant woman...
That was probably before she learned that the wise Brother Louis maimed two so called "adventurers" of the guild of Podunk, the town that her husband had as a fief but you didn't need precise that.
The young Isnott looked at you with a small smile and explained.
-Imagine a fourty years old man who has only three passions in life : flying on his griffin, fighting and drinking. That's all. He does not read books nor he tries to manage his fiefs, as long as he has a Griffin and he sees monsters somewhere in the forest he hunts them, he hunts them from the sky and flies and speaks only, only, only about that.
This red baron seemed to be a very charming fellow. When Isnott saw on your expression that you had nothing against such kind of men he told.
-Well, well.. If you like him so much you will see him by yourself tomorrow.
