#kc_necropolis

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Some evening, on a quick break from studying....

"Tylar? Could I speak with you a moment?" August wipes his hands on the dishtowel and hangs it up to dry.

"Of course, sir. I finished my homework" He says

August indicates he should sit, and does the same.

"Tylar, how are you finding your time as squire?"

"It's been... enlightening, lord. I've learned a few things I didn't expect. I think I was very naive to assume it was all like the stories...but I'm glad you took me in" He says

August nods gravely. "Have you thought about what you'd like to do after your squirehood is over?"

"Unless I am knighted, and I recognize I might nobe, I don't intend to end, lord. Oh I don't expect you to have to keep me forever if you have no need of me, but I think I'll keep helping good nobles settle matters, help common folk, and save the dreamers and muse them. FIght for right and other things, maybe I'm still a bit naive, but at least I know what I value now"

"How do you feel about Dreamers? And mortals in general?"

"Well, boggans have a soft spot for the ones in need, but I think I've gained a new appreciation for the ones who aren't. The ones who have much, talent, reesources and so on... and then give of it. Those without would love the choice, but they dont' have it. THose with, most don't choose to... but a few do.. and that's.. that's mortal noblity isn't it? Charity, Empathy, hope for better not just for themselves but all. We should encourage that, dreams of hope."

August nods. "How do you see yourself doing that?"

"Well, I'm learning from you so that helps. Soup Kitchens and such give a lead, but also I guess I look for those who could be helping themselves but help others more. Like you, I don't know what kind of law degree you'll get but I bet it won't be a big money maker. There are some mortals like you"

He chuckles. "You're right. I won't be making a lot of money."

"Sorry, didn't mean it that way"

"No, it's ok. It's fine, really." Kindly.

"I don't ..." A deep breath "I don't know much about all my future, SIr. Are you.. have you settled on Just Velvet?"

"No! No, not at all. I'm happy to have both of you with me."

"Then I guess I am curious on what brought the questions on. Is this a test?" A bit nervous "I understand if it is. I have stuided"

"No, not a test. Have you any ambition towards allying yourself with a House?"

"I ..." A deep breath "I'm thinking of joining House Liam, sir. If they'll have me. I know other houses are more respected, but I'd rather be right than respected. And.. I've seen what they endure. At first I felt..panicked, then I got mad, and then.,. I felt sorry for the ones who couldn't see. Then I realized pity was condescending, and so I just got back to work. It's a boggan default"

A gentle smile. "Tylar, if that's what you decide to do, and you keep on the path you walk now, I'd be happy to speak as your sponsor. Your efforts have not gone unnoticed."

"Truly" He beams, then coughs "Please tell the House I would be very interested. My time with you has shown me some ugly things, but that's more reason to get to work, as it were."

August nods and puts a hand on his shoulder. "Thank you for your time, Tylar."

"You're welcome, sir. Now, uhm speaking of soup kitchens and the like, there's a volunteer yard work for elders thing going on I was going to sign up for, do you think I have the time to put that in?"

"It's an hour a day"

August nods. "I'm sure you do. And I have to get back to studying. The Group is coming over later, I have to be ready."

"I'll make sure you have enough glasses and drink then, we have bags of potato chips if you want"

"Thanks. THen you get to your yard work."

"Yes sir, good luck studying" He bows and moves on

As does August.

Soon enough, the group shows up.. including that one blonde girl he doesn't think of that way.

Whether or not SHE thinks of HIM that way....

(End Scene... maybe... who knows what might happen?)

(This is August..... we know what would happen.)