Post by Eric Pangbourn on Dec 28, 2012 21:15:54 GMT -8
Saturday, 5 January 2013
Pangbourn Manor
11:00 a.m.
Obtaining a slave had been easy enough--too easy, perhaps. Then again, what could they have possibly found on him that would have prevented him? His political alliances were enough to ensure anything they could have would have been overlooked. But again, what could they have found? A bar brawl two nights ago? The following overnight stay in a local jail? That was laughable at best. The irresponsible, clouded actions of a goaded drunk and nothing more. So it had been without any difficulty that he had obtained the slave he had bought but minutes ago.
Now, Eric Pangbourn lead the blonde girl to his doorstep, which swung open to reveal a nicely-enough dressed male slave who stepped out of their ways and gave the young woman a pitying gaze. Eric didn't notice. He was far too busy taking off his gloves and robes to hand to the slave. The gray-haired man took them and then hung the robes on the coat rack and set the gloves neatly into the drawer they were kept in. His job was a thankless one as Eric moved on calling out, "Come along, girl," just as the slave had been about to offer to take her coat.
Eric waited a moment before moving on, leading her up a set of stairs to a room with a door that adjoined it to the next room over. He came to a stop just inside the door, motioning her inside. "This will be your room," he explained. It was sparse in nature, containing nothing more than a bed, a simple vanity, a wash basin, and a wardrobe. But even in its simplicity it was nice. The Pangbourns weren't ones to spare image for practicality. Both were achievable at once or so it seemed they believed. "Elise's--my daughter's--room will be here, next to yours." He opened the door. "She's not a baby, but she will require care when I am busy, which is a lot of the time," he explained. "My job has been known to call me away at odd hours of the night at times. This is why I need you. You are to care for my daughter when she comes here as though she were your own. Do you understand?"
((Kind of sucks, but hopefully it gives you something to work off of! Let me know if I need to change something.))