[RPG] [BT] Grego and Ygor - and Old Servant shows his face

[Stefano De Monte]

<i>Again, a Cold winter day struck the streets of Bisana.
Grego was talking with some local citizens pointing east when he asked about
the vile creatures that bugged Grego and his team every week.
Grego patiently listened to there story and thanked them with a couple of
silver coins.

Just as he wanted to walk off he heard a voice calling, no almost yelling
his name.</i>

"Sir Grego I presume?"
<i>The old man smiled.

Grego looked back and there he saw an old man, wearing big muddy boots and a
large green head with a feather on top of it, but still wearing quite decent
clothes, looking like that of a nobles.

Grego carefully looked at the man, inspecting him whilst he responded with a
simple</i> "Yes?"

<i>The man smiled, as if he was searching for ages for this man, but still
he didn't react as enthusiastic as one would do in such excitement.

The man walked towards Grego and bowed.</i>

"Nosferatus Rosa, Ad Vitam"
The man spoke.

<i>Grego, stumbled by the words flowing from this commons mouth tries to
react.
But the man looked up into his eyes and calmed him down.</i>

"Sub Rosa Somes Specialis, Grego, et pro semper is vadum"

<i>Grego forgets to breath for a few seconds, then he finally takes a breath
and speaks, totally stumbled.</i>

"You knew about my family..? how? who the hell are you anyway?!"

"I am Ygor Vasilyevich, your father's Servant a Long time ago, well, servant
is maybe not the good word, but let's keep it to the fact that I 'served'
him. I served Sub Rosa."
<i>Ygor looked very seriously into Gregos eyes.</i>

"I have come here with information about your family's deaths, I..."
<i>Ygor stoped for a moment</i>

"I know who betrayed your father many years ago, I know who leaked
information for Fronen Gold that lead to your parents tragic deaths."

<i>Grego paralyzed and could only shake his head left and right as if his
first instincts of his consciousness rejected the truth.
Years ago he closed that chapter, and now everything came back, the pain,
the grieve, the anger, the hate...

Ygor puts a hand on the nobles shoulder, trying to support him in some
way.</i>

"I think its better that I leave you alone for a while to think about it, I
don't want to give you to much information at one time. Rest, eat some of
those Fine Bisana apples, and come to me when ever your ready.
You can find me in that stinky old tavern right there, the bartender had a
barn for me to sleep in... Its not what men like us would suspect to get but
in these strange lands it seems I am less welcome without my papers."

<i>Ygor smiled, Grego noded and so the Old man left for his barn, and left a
young men with his thoughts... Thoughts of about the killer of his
parents...</i>


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-Stefano de Monte
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