Bricu and Officer Pomeroy have a long, and rather complicated, history. This allows for some rich stories. Enjoy the intro while the rest of the piece is being tweaked out!

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“Kara, I don’t have time to talk! Have you seen him?” Edgar Pomeroy folded his arms over his breastplate, and glared at the Gilded Roses’ waitress as he would any common criminal. Kara Thompson did not ignore the implication, she did not fully grasp them.

“Och, no Sir Pomeroy.” Kara stammered. “Not since this morning when he told me…”

“When he told you that he bought a commission?” Pomeroy said.

“Well…” Kara stammered.

“Yes or no! YES or NO?!” Pomeroy shouted.

“YES!” Kara shouted back. She flushed with obvious embarrassment, then took a few steps back. She smoothed her hair and the front of her dress.

Pomeroy stood his ground, but softened his tone. “Good. Now, is he here?”

“No, he went to the forge to see Mrs. Bittertongue. He has Naiara too…”

“Thank Mrs. Thompson.” Edgar cut her off, “You’ve been very helpful.”

“Next time, Edgar, you don’t need to shout. It wasn’t a secret. Mr. Bittertongue told me…”

Pomeroy waved Kara off. “Please. Let me talk to him directly about what he said. Because if its true, he can have my commission right then and there.”

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