Would you prefer to elude him? You are welcome into my manor whenever you wish.
[Aymeric begins to pull him in the direction of the tailor, though gently. He leads Francel down a set of stairs and opens the door into a small, reasonably well lit shop. A duskwight of middle age looks up with pins between his teeth and smiles. He pulls them from his mouth and stuffs them into a nearby cushion. "Ser Aymeric! What a tremendous pleasure to have you back. Pray, look around, look around. I see that you have brought Lord Francel. Welcome, milord." ]
Good day to you, Hairrant.
[Aymeric gave Francel a knowing little grin before unhooking his arm to navigate the smallish space.]
Pick whatever catches your eye, Lord Francel. He can alter the sizing and color with ease.
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[Aymeric begins to pull him in the direction of the tailor, though gently. He leads Francel down a set of stairs and opens the door into a small, reasonably well lit shop. A duskwight of middle age looks up with pins between his teeth and smiles. He pulls them from his mouth and stuffs them into a nearby cushion. "Ser Aymeric! What a tremendous pleasure to have you back. Pray, look around, look around. I see that you have brought Lord Francel. Welcome, milord." ]
Good day to you, Hairrant.
[Aymeric gave Francel a knowing little grin before unhooking his arm to navigate the smallish space.]
Pick whatever catches your eye, Lord Francel. He can alter the sizing and color with ease.