11-21-2014, 11:10 AM
Leroy was more interested in Gunoy’s cargo than Gunoy himself. He took a peek inside the wagon to see the non-descript box to be delivered. He then took a second look at the merchant and his seemingly bleeding arm.
“Bandit trouble?” Leroy remarked to Gunoy, nodding at his wound. His attention was then diverted to the Etrurian passengers. Fortunately, Leroy was a local Pheraen through and through. He paid no heed to politics outside of Lycia, and even then, only kept track of local matters. Thus, he had no idea of the royalty before him, much less their nationality.
Paige however raised her eyebrows as Wolfram casually presented official documents proving he came from Etruria. Even though Pherae was more lax towards Etrurian immigrants, that didn’t mean they blatantly pointed out where they were from. Thankfully, Leroy seemed appreciative of the honesty and acted rather casual about the reveal.
“Guess there’s nothing too scholarly going on in Etruria these days, what with the war and all,” Leroy commented as he looked over Wolfram’s credentials. It seemed legitimate, not that he would know what a fake one would look like. Pheraens in general were more relaxed with Etrurian visitors than their Ostian cousins. Besides, the certificate only proved that Wolfram was in Etruria a while back. The guard wasn’t eager to catch either the scholar or his crippled assistant in a lie, especially with Paige at their side.
“Honestly, if Lady Paige vouches for you, then you’re good in my book,” Leroy replied to all. “However, the wagon’s gonna have to stay out here. We want to check the delivery out here, for security reasons. Rest assured, Mr. Autumn, you’ll be paid for your services.”
“Bandit trouble?” Leroy remarked to Gunoy, nodding at his wound. His attention was then diverted to the Etrurian passengers. Fortunately, Leroy was a local Pheraen through and through. He paid no heed to politics outside of Lycia, and even then, only kept track of local matters. Thus, he had no idea of the royalty before him, much less their nationality.
Paige however raised her eyebrows as Wolfram casually presented official documents proving he came from Etruria. Even though Pherae was more lax towards Etrurian immigrants, that didn’t mean they blatantly pointed out where they were from. Thankfully, Leroy seemed appreciative of the honesty and acted rather casual about the reveal.
“Guess there’s nothing too scholarly going on in Etruria these days, what with the war and all,” Leroy commented as he looked over Wolfram’s credentials. It seemed legitimate, not that he would know what a fake one would look like. Pheraens in general were more relaxed with Etrurian visitors than their Ostian cousins. Besides, the certificate only proved that Wolfram was in Etruria a while back. The guard wasn’t eager to catch either the scholar or his crippled assistant in a lie, especially with Paige at their side.
“Honestly, if Lady Paige vouches for you, then you’re good in my book,” Leroy replied to all. “However, the wagon’s gonna have to stay out here. We want to check the delivery out here, for security reasons. Rest assured, Mr. Autumn, you’ll be paid for your services.”