ProcessingToDinnerJurtEscortServicesIndex | Time Under Chaos | Game Logs | Processing to Dinner Introduction | ProcessingToDinnerJurtEscortServices Processing to Dinner Jurt Escort ServicesJurt shook his head as he scanned the room. He collared the closest servant and inquired if he had seen Larissa yet this evening. The servant bowed. "I believe she went to her rooms to prepare for the Trial tomorrow," he said. "And has requested half the law library to be delivered to her there, I gather." "Well, I suppose the Princess will be sure that it's somehow my fault, but it wouldn't be the first time either," Jurt answered with a shrug. He finisheed his drink, set it on a convenient tray and proceded to make his own way into the dining room, walking with a lazy gait. He offered a smile for anyone who looked his way and took his seat with little ceremony. From Chadwick's arm, Tasha flashed a smile toward Jurt, noticing that his arm was surprisingly empty, and wondered why she had been reassigned to a new escort when the person she'd arrived with didn't seem to be engaged. Then she returned her attention to Chadwick and his rather confusing but pleasant conversation. At this point, Jurt found himself in the dining room - where a large board near the entrance showed the seating arrangements. Jurt took his seat well after the others had sat, smiling at Helena as he did and offering a nod to Morgan across the way. A few polite words to the Ambassador at his left and he settled in. He seemed a little concerned for Tasha, but his attention was quickly taken by Helena's discussion about her mother, even though he could only follow part of it. |
