The Culture Tour

[Lady Grace]

Grace me and toward Tattiana with a lowered tone
"that sounds enchanting"

[Jerome Price]

Hearing the ladies, Jerome smiles as he adds, “For any who wish an evening in the soothing waters of the baths, I will make arrangements for an evening to do so. Such an experience should not be rushed or done in half measures.”

[alanwrotethis]

"I imagine you could arrange a bath much as the kine do, with a honeyed word and a flourish of local currency. Any kindred with wealth and taste, such Elder Jerome, could do this for you easily I am sure."
Dukes gestures out at the skyline.
"Alternatively, west of the city outskirts there are pockets of untapped natural springs with water warm to the touch. There are a few rocky pools, highly mineralised, good for sitting in. The slate shelving extends above the water line and makes for an excellent improvised reading counter."
He pauses.
"So I'm told. Not one for bathing in public, not anymore. Last time I did I was labelled as discourteous by three noble houses... you don't want to hear about that."
He turns back to Jerome and mutters in his ear.
"Should I be here? You told me to try and be more social... is this working? I don't feel like this is working."

[Tatiana Ivanov]

[Manacledairman]

A man in a black suit, with a black eye patch over his left eye walks out with a cane, those who met him a year ago will know this is Elder Aldrich Beaufort.

He steps out of the chapel and regards the group outside.

"What are the chances there are so many of you in such a small place? Good evening sheriff, keeper and friends I have yet to meet."

He smiles widely.

[L .]

Aurelia listens with genuine rapt attention to Jerome, before vanishing into the Abbey with Valentina; she's clearly keen to hear the choir herself, and absorb the acoustics in the church. Her entire expression, and aura, when she returns, is at peace. They're murmuring quietly about the music as they return.

Her calm happy bubble is burst a bit at the new arrival, and Aurelia stiffens slightlty before forcing her shoulders down. How many Arcthitects did one tour need? Better be on their behaviour then... She hoped they would relax at the after-party. "Elder Beaufort, you say? A pleasure to meet you. I am Elder Aurelia, of the Duchess of Amber, of Mithras. I have seen your face, but some time ago. I hope you are keeping well?"

"And this is Ancilla Valentina Audley, with me." A nod to the lady linked on her arm. "Of Bristol. She's an exceptional seamstress and Prince Dyonisia's envoy, so you'll find her between the cities a touch. She is Bristol's Lesser Harpy."

[Manacledairman]

"ah elder Aurelia, of course a pleasure to see you again. You would know my sire, Oliver Thompson another of the duchess, I'm sure you know the rest of the lineage, and yes I certainly remember miss Valentina, a pleasure as always."

He offers a hand shake to both.

[Lady Grace]

Grace uses the approach of a new face to cover the fact that she has no idea what a bathing suit is, never mind what a modern one looks like.

[Madam Zaragoza]

“Bathing does sound like a wonderful idea, Jerome. I do not doubt for a moment that you could arrange it”, Madam Zaragoza wanders towards the group. She walks up to Jerome, takes a firm grip of one of his hands in hers and kisses him on the cheek.
She pauses catching his eye to note his reaction to her overtness.

“Good evening everyone. I apologise for my tardiness, but someone kept me from this evening’s entertainment. Where are we bound to next?” She looks uncomfortable at the thought of remaining at the Abbey.

[Tatiana Ivanov]