ArcaneDesperado October 31, 2023 Racanna nodded politely in response to Robin's introduction. Racanna Enhasa. She left it simple with just that. The last name for anyone that knew it would instantly know its association with her father and his position. The irony of the Master of Whisperers, the head of the king's spy network being one of the most well known people in court. However that target and recognition also made just about everyone else beneath him, a complete unknown. Which was a good thing to have regarding a network of spies. She'd considered using an alias, but it was unlikely that Doallyn's time here had been subtle enough to keep his lineage a secret either. Being here now, even if she did, the engagement wasnt a secret and would have blown the cover in time. It wasnt worth the effort. The Roguish Warlock took a seat finally at the table. Glancing back towards Doallyn still at the bar securing her drink. I'm sure the engagement conversation just slipped his mind. Racanna paused a bit, a light smile creep into the side of her mouth. She looked back to the people at the table. He's got a lot on his mind though. Pretty big shoes to fill, his father bein' the High General. And then his granda, Myrddin went missing somewhere 'round 'ere. Doallyn sets his mind to somethin' its like watching a deerhound destroy a bone. Nothin' else matters until the task 'es done.
ArcaneDesperado October 31, 2023 Racanna nodded politely in response to Robin's introduction. Racanna Enhasa. She left it simple with just that. The last name for anyone that knew it would instantly know its association with her father and his position. The irony of the Master of Whisperers, the head of the king's spy network being one of the most well known people in court. However that target and recognition also made just about everyone else beneath him, a complete unknown. Which was a good thing to have regarding a network of spies. She'd considered using an alias, but it was unlikely that Doallyn's time here had been subtle enough to keep his lineage a secret either. Being here now, even if she did, the marriage wasnt a secret and would have blown the cover in time. It wasnt worth the effort. The Roguish Warlock took a seat finally at the table. Glancing back towards Doallyn still at the bar securing her drink. I'm sure the engagement conversation just slipped his mind. Racanna paused a bit, a light smile creep into the side of her mouth. She looked back to the people at the table. He's got a lot on his mind though. Pretty big shoes to fill, his father bein' the High General. And then his granda, Myrddin went missing somewhere 'round 'ere. Doallyn sets his mind to somethin' its like watching a deerhound destroy a bone. Nothin' else matters until the task 'es done.
