(2018-05-25) Update and Determination
Finding Common Ground
gurian 
An
Summary:
Gurian reports to Capello on information he has acquired relating to Vinchia
Related:
Vinchia info and rumors. Following Gurian's visit to his estates outside of the city and the mercs locations his lost shipment of lumber.
Misc Info:
Politically they are at odds, but with a threat looming over Matora, it seems they find common ground quickly enough.
amadea baldessare 

Putting the outside world behind him, and coming into a fine home, Gurian feels at ease once more. A few curls out of place as if wind swept, as much as a short curly haired person is going to get at least. He arrives, meets house servants properly. A few shared words and they head off to find the Contess and Conte of Capello. He is left to his own device in the living area. By which, he comes in near the table, but doesn't not take a seat, and merely settles a hand on the table, to rap fingers sequentially once. Thus done, hand rests on the table and he looks about at the decor as he waits.

*

Servants call in the Contessa from the library, where she was reading or going over some ledgers of some sort. The running of a household is squarely in her wheelhouse, but she must be a good hostess now and see to her guest. "Good day," she says pleasantly, sweeping a polite curtsey. "Conte di Zanetti, I believe, yes? It has been some time since I have seen you. I trust you are doing well."

*

Baldessare actually enters from outside, suggesting he was seeing to matters in the stables, perhaps, particularly by the slightly more practical cut of his nevertheless quite fine clothing. He's adjusting the set of his doublet as he strides in. "Conte di Zanetti," he says in brisk greeting. It's not quite affectionate, because that's not exactly who he is, but there's at least the /slightest/ suggest of comradeliness. People who have some mutual hobbies and don't hate each other, at the very least.

*

As the others arrive, Gurian inclines his head with respect, he is in their home and it is only fitting. "Good day Contessa, I've just returned from my estates." THen a turn, "Good day Conte, a pleasure." Formality there, and a nod towards that comraderi. "Justice has been delt to murderous bandits," as if this is good news, implying eye for an eye justice. "And I had time to speak with some of our captains that trade along the Merzia. I thought I would like to share this news, if now is a suitable time of course. I should have sent word ahead I suppose." Cordial in a manner. The edge of his voice suggests it was less a matter of waiting and he had some purpose in mind with coming to Capello first opposed to the other houses.

*

"By all means," the Contessa offers, motioning for him to sit, but taking her own seat first, as is polite. Men don't sit while women stand, so the lady sits so that the men may sit. "It is always good to know that justice is being served. My beloved Conte served some justice just recently to some horse thieves. They certainly deserved what they got," Amadea says proudly, looking to Baldessare for a moment before turning her attention back to their guest. "I am interested to hear what you say."

*

"Always nice to hear about justice meted out," Baldessare remarks, his glance towards a servant all that's required to have them scurrying off for refreshments, most like. He looks back to Gurian with a shrewd sort of focus, considering the man as he takes a seat a few moments after Amadea. "By all means," he says.

*

"Good news," he intones as they talk of the horse thieves. His lips turn down as Gurian continues, "This is only good for Matora, removing such scum as we can." Its a smirk, but there is the hint of pleasure in his eyes with those thoughts. He too takes a seat as offered, meeting the looks from each with a nod of his head. "I can see I did come to the right House first." As if the matter of swift justice was a step in the right direction in his mind. "The river captains report that several Ventura have sent men and women to Vinchia as they are opening contracts. It is little more than confirmation on what we have discussed. It affirms our resolve I believe." Statement but left as inviting of opinions and thoughts.

*

"I have had words with some of the other Contes," Amadea says seriously. "They agree with me that we might be best served spending strongly here on Omega Company. They may be more expensive, but we believe that they are more reliable and trustworthy. Much more likely to get the job done insofar as a standing army is concerned."

*

Baldessare's lips thin rather clearly at the mention of Vinchia; he's a native of Irsina, after all, and certainly old enough to remember the conquest and siege of his home city-state. He does seem to defer to Amadea's response, but there's a tension in his manner even as he looks between the two of them.

*

"I cannot speak of the Emire's advance, you know Zanetti's place on this," or Gurian assumes, but his political and faith affiliation is with the Paragon States. He's voiced and voted as such in prior council meetings. "However, I would not want the dogs of Vinchia ranging closer to Matora. I would support any defense of our allies and neighbors should it come to that. I will vote in support of Omega Company as well." He gives a pause to look between them for the moment, "It may be prudent to see if anyone might be able to get into Vinchia on our behalf. To see if they mean to expand eastward." Towards Irsina, part of the look offered to Baldessare. "If not for now, then we have time to further defenses if needed."

*

"There are a number of us, like I said, who feel much the same way about the Omega Company," Amadea replies seriously, drumming her fingers lightly on the tabletop. "I am not about to send spies into Vinchia, though. That sort of thing could be seen as military action against them, and I definitely don't want to give them ideas.

*

"At least all the great houses seem to be in agreement that we should see Matora defended," Baldessare says with a sharp smile and a particularly bland manner. His gaze slips to Amadea, lingering there a moment with a certain tension working his jaw, and then he says, "Neither should we find ourselves without any intelligence about a possible threat."

*

In fairness, Gurian may have voted the cheaper option aside from the threat. They may know his tendency to vote thusly as well. A slow nod from the Conte di Zanetti. "This is a prudent time for agreements such as this." As they two ponder spies and Vinchia, he rises from his seat. Taking his hand off the table, which probably lingered in that vicinity since he wrapped fingers upon it. He raises it to his chin, a finger to just touch it in thought. Then it becomes a loose fist, "I am in favor of seeing what they might be planning. A measure we could start with is to send agents into our own city. To see if we might route out spies of Vinchia. This would be evidence enough they may mean to strike at our allies and are watching how we react even now." But he leaves it with them, to discuss as they share varied opinions. "If you'll excuse me, I only wanted to share this information." He starts to turn, and pauses, to look a the Conte, "A few of us mean to take leisure after the Convivial for some some sport. You are welcome to attend the birds with us." Open invitation, but knowing Baldessare has gone on other such hunts, it was directed towards him.

*

"I appreciate this, thank you," the Contessa replies with a nod, then glances to her husband to see if he will go hunting.

*

"I'll see if I'm able to attend. Thank you, Conte." Baldessare stands when Gurian does to offer him a respectful inclination of his head, almost a half-bow. It's only after that that his gaze returns to Amadea with a slight pursing of his lips.

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