The Chronicles of Sebastian J. Reynolds

[Reynolds]

Who is Blair?

[arcanus]

Who is Blair?

Alistair's wife

[arcanus]

Blair Castle, Blair Atholl, Scottish Highlands.
The evening chill settled upon the balcony, however it being summer the temperature was still one where it was preferable to sit outside rather than be cooped up in doors. The staff had set up a dining table upon the towers balcony and Alistair's wife Blaire had joined them, laughter and conversation flowed.

As the hour drew towards 10pm the night sounds were disturbed by the hum of an ether engine, the diners watched as another Zep Car circled over the castle to set down within its central courtyard.

"Sebastian, an esteemed guest has arrived" Alistair purred his voice slightly heavy with wine, he winked
Blaire tutted at her husband standing, Alistair chucked and scooped his pregnant wife up in his great arms, in return she took his face in both hands and kissed him. "Be good ye big yin" she chastised with a smile
"Sebastian come on, can't keep fathers guest waitin can we!"

[Reynolds]

Reynolds placed his napkin on the table in front of him and climbed from his seat.
His brows were knitted together, a suspicious look etched upon his face. He gland from one host to the other warily.
“Why do I feel there is some conspiracy to which I am not privy?” he muttered to himself, very aware that he was detecting a degree of excitement or perhaps pending relish of the changing situation.

He followed the two inside and through the echoing corridors towards the front of the castle.
A sudden feeling of dread overcame him, but he shook the feeling off.

[arcanus]

Blair Castle
The assembled party made their way down aged stairways running the height of the courtyard walls.
They made their way past the courtyard gardens, through vaulted archways before arriving in a large cobbled yard in which yet another Zep Shuttle had touched down.

Several clansmen were busy unloading luggage from the trunk, Reynolds eyes were drawn to a staggeringly beautiful woman stood in front of the ship, dressed in a stylish bodice and wrapped in a hooded cape, she was flanked by an athletic young man who appeared to be an albino his skin so white as to be alabaster. The curious aspect of his pallor was that his eyes were brown rather than the usual pink.

"Lady Magnos" said Alistair in formal greeting, sensing the changing social dynamic Sebastian noted that Blair had taken on quite a pout.
The younger Lord Atholl politely kissed Lady Magnos on the cheek and introduced everybody, coming to Reynolds last......

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[Reynolds]

Reynolds stood politely as the new arrival was greeted.
When Alistair finally brought the young woman to him he took the woman's small proffered hand and shook it, gently holding onto the hand as he smiled and said, "Good evening, Lady Magnos. It's an absolute pleasure, and a little surprising, to make your acquaintance."
As well as holding her hand he maintained eye contact, hiding just how disconcerted he felt in her presence.
The fact that he felt disconcerted, disconcerted him even more.

Do I know anything about this woman?

[arcanus]

Make a High Society Influence roll?

[Reynolds]

HS Inf roll: 9+7=16

[arcanus]

Usually in society to be unknown was a serious faux pas, however was not the case for the enigmatic Lady Magnos.

Reynolds usually a pillar of social control, with a conversation piece or anecdote for any situation found himself mesmerized by the woman before him.

The main element of this was that despite his extension social network and ear to the ground he knew nothing of this woman, other than that she was highly regarded in both Scholastic and Society circles!

[Reynolds]

Introductions made, Lord Reynolds waited as Alistair began to lead them back into the house.
Glancing up he saw Sam standing off to the side at a respectful distance. He also saw the quizzical look his friend cast him.
Reynolds shrugged and idly scratched the corner of his eye signalling for his friend to be vigilant.
As the Baron began to follow the entourage inside he cast another look around to see if Lady Magnos had any staff with her.
Then he followed the others, enjoying the view and the sway of Lady Magnos' hips as she walked.
"Interesting!" Reynolds muttered under his breath, aware that the hairs on the back of his neck were on end.

Did I see anyone else with her? Spot roll: 19+11=30