Quote Originally Posted by Privateerkev
If I speak to you OOC, it is as Kevin, the friendly lovable huggable member of the throneroom.
I can speak from personal experience, he is both friendly and huggable. But love... alas, poor Monomachos has his heart set on one special girl.

You know, that certain special someone who has thusfar interacted with everyone in the bleedin' Roman empire except Efstratios. I understand there was even some nudity and unadulterated violence involved. Some Senators get all the fun.

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And where oh, where has my little Tarasios gone? I was so looking forward to showing him everything I know about romance...

With a woman, of course.


Meanwhile I'm engaged in the ruthlessly diabolical connundrum as to what particular kind of wood to use when constructing a wooden palisade around the pile of dirt and twigs known as Durazzo. I was actually thinking about getting some of my fellow senators together, some ale, and some fine women, all getting drunk, and beginning our very own settlement here. It seems a rather nice place for a town. It just needs some additions like, I don't know...

people... huts... roads... mercantile enterprises... and of course, a few brothels for my fellow Senators to enjoy, and a pleasure palace for myself. If anyone sees me going into the pleasure palace with an entourage of slave girls and foreign fruitcakes, think nothing of it. I've been recently elected to the position of Grande Inspector of thy noble Houses of Ill-Repute and Chairman of the Board of Directors for the Mercantile Purveyors of Filth Regulation Committee. I've been charged with the most sacred and solemn duty, which is to personally ensure that all of the tight and revealing outfits worn by our ravishing ladies (and ladies* with an asterisk) are worn skin-tight or not at all.

It is with great honour and humility that I begrudgingly accept this heavy burden and responsibility. This personal sacrifice for the good of the empire must never be forgotten.


*I must say, that is one tempting asterisk, but somebody has to do it.