[IRP] And a Toast to Our Victors

[Swift_Assassin]

Urai closed his eyes and laughed softly. Figures she'd pop up during his questioning. Not that he minded of course. Somehow she arrived in the White Knight's blind spot, which, from the outside looking at him was everywhere. But only Urai, Nader, and the White Knight himself knows that his left eye was blinded. His knight just turned his head at the woman next to him.

"I'll respond in the order of your questioning, if you please. Yes, I am Marquess Aquleia. You can call me Urai Zann-Aquleia or just Urai Zann, whatever you prefer," He continued. He turned towards Lady Laus and waved the waiter off with his other hand. He took a step towards her. "It's refreshing to see a lady with connections and contacts. Before I swore loyalty to Lycia a decade ago, I was Lord Tyber Fen of Arretium. It's a small city north of Aquleia. But after an incident in Arretium, my brother thought himself to be me. I figured it was as good a time as any to become the man you see before you."

"But enough of the man I once was. How about we talk of the future? I may very well be considered a traitor, but with a family history like yours...allies may be hard to come by," He smirked as he made that last comment. "Then again, history is written by the victors...so perhaps your family isn't as untrustworthy as it was made to be."