Lord Lorentino

Fancy parties are always fun.  You get to dress up nicer than usual, most people aren't directly armed (well most fancy parties don't have people openly wearing weapons other than the occaisional military invite), no one can ever say your name properly and tend to get it wrong in different ways everytime (this can be used to your advantage when you do this to them which only tends to propogate the cycle until none of us are who we claim to be). And the best thing about fancy parties, getting close to members of the ruling class to hit them up for favors.  Its kind of the opposite of what they tend to do to me, so I relish being the aggressor.

The fancy party I was attending was for some out of the prince who was in line for the throne, but only if the entire royal family and their pets got killed (you laugh about the pets line, but history has shown thats happened more than once even!). What that meant is that he was important enough to warrant a title, a castle, and an entourage, but not important enough to have better people checking the guest list and keeping people like myself out of the party (because a necromancer with a dubious past in Ronerawth should never be invited to your fancy party).  It also meant that the Prince was innundated with people asking for his help on little stupid hamlet decisions and overall the poor man (who couldn't have been a day over 18 from the look of him) spent the majority of the party looking sad and desperately wanting to get out of there, but not actually able to.  It was at this moment I struck, like a waiting viper.

"Lord Lorentino my liege." I bowed a moment to show the proper respect, even though it was a half hearted gesture and I have no idea if it was a proper anything, he looked up from his drink and kind of sighed.

"And what do you want Lord Lorentino? What exactly are you a lord of?" His voice was that of someone bored out of their mind and wanting to do anything else.  The price was an attractive enough guy, young with long hair and that thin neck and narrow face the ladies enjoy, his clothing was a royal puple suit, it looked very smart though I could see where his tailor was screwing him over based on shoddy worksmanship.

"Of paying people to introduce me as a Lord but not actually be one." I smiled and he smiled back, we were all alone in his sitting parlor no guards nearby, but I'm sure he could have called them should the situation require them.

"Intriguing, do go on not Lord Lorentino."

"I see that you are surrounded by people asking for things but no one I'm sure suggesting what they can do for you, or what you need am I right my liege?" Royal people love when you humor them, they love it even more when you humor them with how put upon they are, because someone who's never had to work a day in his life and will be provided for until the day he dies, is put upon.  That famed Royal logic at work.

"And you don't need anything, but would like to provide I take it?"

"I'm willing to offer my services to you for no cost of course, I'm magnanimous like that."

"You're services?"

"I'm an advisor of sorts, I have quite a lot of knowledge on a lot of different topics of discussion, and when the time arises I'm not unwilling to get my hands dirty, let me give you my card," I produced the thin white card I'd had made up for this particular situation, on it was my current address (in a small hamlet within this princes domain, I'd set this up years prior to his birth, again when you're a necromancer you can work a long con), my name and advisor underneath it.

"I'll think of you should the need arise Not Lord Lorentino."

"That's all I ask, and if you'll excuse me I've got to get running before you realize I shouldn't be here at all." I smiled and gave him my leave another half hearted bow on the way out.  I knew he'd get a hold of me, people like the Prince like to think of themselves as free thinkers, but ultimately they are being lead around by those smarter than them, they just don't realize it.  Now I admit I'm being lead around by someone smarter than me probably, but as long as that person stays in the shadows I don't have to worry about it, now do I? Ha perfect logic!