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The Grey Man

 
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PostPosted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 6:18 pm    Post subject: The Grey Man Reply with quote

Within a grey house, in a grey part of town, a grey skinned man dressed presentably, if somewhat unfashionably, in a grey robe with a faint paler grey pinstripe sits in a grey room (somberly chewing at a barely toasted slice of plain and slightly stale bread) avidly reading the 'Notices' and 'Small Ads' sections of the Annakol Trader.

An unacustomed wan smile, somewhat lacking in warmth, flickers at the corners of his mouth cracking the surface of his dull, thin lips.

"Well well," the voice is dry and calculating, "what a stroke of good fortune."

Eyes dart briefly about the understated scullery in which breakfast is taken each morning, religiously, as the first light of a new day grazes the dusty leaded window casting a hazy glow into the shadows his abode.

"Rooms to Let, reasonable rates. At the Wax Museum"

A sudden coughing fit grips at the grey mans' throat as he speaks and, after a few seconds, an offending piece of barely toasted, plain and slightly soggy bread is deposited on the chipped and tarnished plate upon the rough hewn and rickety table at which he sits.

"How enterprising!"

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PostPosted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 3:46 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Within a bright and fragrant room, it's walls of magnolia largely hidden behind bookcases and cabinets, a young slip of a halfling sits at her desk, in the corner, by the window filing her nails languidly watching the door; a dejected sounding sigh escapes her painted lips as a sudden hacking cough is heard upon the stair.

"Good morning," the Grey Man mumbles in little more than a whisper as he closes the door behind him, the morning sun slipping behind a hazy cloud casting the office into greying shadow, looking at the timepiece as he throws an unopened umbrella at the claokstand beside it, "twenty two minutes late," he continues unhumourously. "Goblins at the crossroads near Nif."

The umbrella clatters to the floor beside the cloakstand and a wry, disdainful, smile crosses the face of the secretary as she resignedly tucks her nailfile away.

"Tell me, " says the man in the grey pinstripe robe, "have we received any new housing application recently?"

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PostPosted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 1:26 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Turning slowly to the south facing window the man stoops and, having cleared a grimey smear upon the dusty pane, cranes to peer at a particularly run down (if not downright unsightly) establishment some upon the edge of his vision.

"Interesting." The tone of the Grey Man conveys little of the 'interest' he professes to feel as he opens a heavilly laden drawer of a tall cabinet which squeals it's reluctance; in the corner a low, exaggerated yawn is poorly stifled.

Papers shuffle.

"Take a letter," the Grey Mans' voice is shrill, almost venemous, as the cabinet drawer hammers closed with a ground shaking clang, "Miss Goldpiece!"

In the corner a young slip of a halfling dabs spilt chi latte from her , rather tenuous, blouse as she rights her fallen recliner. "Of course ... sir..."

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PostPosted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 4:08 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Taking a deep breath the Grey Man in the grey office with the grimy windows begins with an unanticipated relish...

    To Whom it May Concern

    Ludmillas Waxwork Museum (hereafter known as the party of the first part).

    It has come to the attention of the Treasury and Civic Sevices (TaCS) division of the Civic Authority (Baronial Licence 427/2353-3) of Annakol City (hereafter known as the party of the second part) that there exist, within the aforesaid establishment, a number of 'apartments for rent' in contravention of the 'Housing and Properties Act (Baronial Edict 24773)' and 'Authority for Use (Civic Appraisal 3526-36/42DD)' to wit use for 'Public Display of Artefacts' and 'Private Residence'.

    Herewith be advised on the intent of the party of the second part in respect of this notice to ascertain the 'tenure and term' of said establishment and 'change of use' thereof on the party of the party of the first part by the aforesaid party of the first part contrary to the aforementioned acts in contravention of the articles written and laid before the Honourable Baron of Annakol (hereafter known as the party of the third part) and...


Within the otherwise silent and dimly lit upper floor room the distinctive sound of a quill point breaking can be heard; the Grey Mans flow ebbs in mid stream.

"Erm," the querisome voice of pretty young halfling girl sitting, a little flustered at her desk in the corner amidst towering piles of, yellow, grey documentation asks, "could you repeat that last line ... sir?".

A gray sallow thin seeming smile, for want of a polite similie, cracks above the tripple chin of the Grey Man.

"And where have you gotten to ... Miss Goldpiece...?"

Across the room there is heard a light sigh as the halfling regards her notation.

Well ... I was with right up with you until you said," elegantly decorated eyelids aflutter, "Whom..."

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