Swiftcurrent Creek Within the sound of silence

lestan was not sure what to make of arric's open alignment toward him, but he would not complain. he stood a little taller and leveled a stronger look at tybault. "i'm not familiar with anyone by that name, sir."
the man seemed tense. "perhaps you might stay for a meal and talk at length about this, ah, miss ophelia." there! he was making a better leg of it now!