(ok so I meant to schedule this for THURSDAY but that didn't work out, now, did it?)
Tessa Conte (sits down on her comfy interview chair, notepad at the ready, pen poised)
Enter stage left an impressive-looking figure, a young man, head covered in unruly black hair, eyes a light brown closer to gold than anything else. He's dressed in chainmail covered in a blue-and-yellow checked tunic, somewhat faded in colour and a bit dirty at the edges. He bows to Tessa, then puts a hand on the hilt of his sword to push it aside so he can sit. His armour creeks a bit, and the sharp scent of metal and oil and man tickle Tessa's nose.
TC: Good morning. Thank you so much for joining me today.
Taren: My pleasure, my lady. What better way to spend a day than in your company?
TC (smiling): Why don't we start with you telling me your full name?
Taren: I am Taren Amberdux Serenson, Heir to the Kingdom of the Crescent Moon.
TC: Amberdux? That is a title, also, is it not?
Taren (nods curtly): It is. Some say Duke of Amber, instead.
TC: Does it mean anything? Is Amber your home, your castle or something?
Taren (shifts on his chair, rattling his chainmail): It is a courtesy title. (pauses, rubs his hands together and stares at the floor) It appears to have something to do with my Quest, though neither Luce nor I have found out what exactly it means. The Purge was thorough in such matters.
TC(pen paused above the paper): Luce? The Purge?
(TO BE CONTINUED)