[EA D4] Dreams of Lands Beyond

[Llywelyn mab Iorwerth]

As galling as it is to ask for help, learning that his design partner represented the De Clare's was a boon. And if there was an outside source to call for help, and to politick with...well, one option seemed most obvious. Llwelyn waits outside the apartments for Andre.

[Andre l'Ecrivain]

It will not be long...

"Sir," Andre says, bowing as he arrives, "to what do I owe the honor of your call?"

[Llywelyn mab Iorwerth]

"I am here to ask for your help in a certain matter. I have learned that you are an agent of the de Clare's" The young man tries to not show the apprehension that he feels. "And I believe that I might be able to make an offer of mutual aid for them"

[Andre l'Ecrivain]

"My father is a baron sworn to the de Clares, yes," Andre replies. "I would be happy to introduce you, though I'd have to know something about your proposal to do a good job of it."

He spreads his hands wide, smiling slightly. "Be at ease, sir, please."

[Llywelyn mab Iorwerth]

"In short" Llwelyn clears his throat. "Which of the competitiors would they wish to have a stain on their reputation. And which bidder would they wish have their coin tied up in Northumbria?"

[Andre l'Ecrivain]

"That's..." Andre trails off. "Well."

He clears his throat.

"And why would you bring this to my lord de Clare, sir?" he asks. "I ask because I know he will, of course."

[Llywelyn mab Iorwerth]

"Because I may wish for a favor one day." Llwelyn responds. "And they have enough holdings in my homeland that it would be wise to at least have a functioning relationship with them. Enough so that if I am to increase my own hold one day, that they will not be set to oppose me in my endeavors"

[Andre l'Ecrivain]

Andre nods.

"Do please come in," he says, "and forgive me that I did not ask before. Shall I have a runner see if he is available now, or shall we schedule a meeting for another day?"

[Llywelyn mab Iorwerth]

Llwelyn looks at the sky. "The day already speeds along. How about tomorrow?"

[Andre l'Ecrivain]

"I shall make the arrangements," Andre says, his player noting that a request to the GM for a thread with the Earl will be made presently, as well as apologizing for his slow and scanty replies, "and see you on the morrow, then."

He smiles. "It will be a pleasure to work further with you."