Southwark Members Club

[Major Darling]

ic; Since this is something i know little about, do you mind if i give it a few days to see if i will be able to meet the obligations?

"Very well, but there are many eager for this job.. Foreigners though."

OOC: Real

[Stildawn]

Tom was trying hard not to stare, in her embarisment, she truly looked divine. It highlighted her natural beauty and also rather distractingly seemed to be causing her breasts to move in an enticing manner.

er.. Then he snapped his attention back to the topic at hand.

Neither does the horse mylady, but that doesn't upset him!

She caught his attentions... And smiled to her self... He was but a man after all...

"You werent talking about any horse Mr Welsh..." She said as she leaned back... Resulting in her chest being pushed outwards...

[Raglan]

"Very well, but there are many eager for this job.. Foreigners though."

OOC: Real

I will let you know within a day.

She caught his attentions... And smiled to her self... He was but a man after all...

"You werent talking about any horse Mr Welsh..." She said as she leaned back... Resulting in her chest being pushed outwards...

Tom grinned.

Well, we can do the other sort if you like. I expect i'd get in far less trouble if it was with horses though.

[Stildawn]

Tom grinned.

Well, we can do the other sort if you like. I expect i'd get in far less trouble if it was with horses though.

"And just who do you think I am Mr Welsh?" She replied in mock anger...

[Refresh Mut]

Gregory walks in, after taking notice of the building. He finds a person who looks like he works at the place.
"I am interested in a membership, if it is not to late. I saw the note on the message board. If you are not the person to talk to can you point me to him..."

[Carl von Döbeln]

Arthur de Caldicot, dressed in modest clothing, arrived at the club. The servants were quite intrigued by the man's courtly appearance; His wavy golden hair, deep blue eyes and scarred countenance.

[Raglan]

"And just who do you think I am Mr Welsh?" She replied in mock anger...

Someone interesting, and very beautiful.

Gregory walks in, after taking notice of the building. He finds a person who looks like he works at the place.
"I am interested in a membership, if it is not to late. I saw the note on the message board. If you are not the person to talk to can you point me to him..."

The man is about to reply, when Tom waves him away and introduces himself instead.

Tom Welsh good Sir. Owner of this fine establishment.

Arthur de Caldicot, dressed in modest clothing, arrived at the club. The servants were quite intrigued by the man's courtly appearance; His wavy golden hair, deep blue eyes and scarred countenance.

One of the serving girls giggled as she went in search of Tom. Though Tom employed many people to do the work for him, all the staff agreed his willingness to get stuck in was something in his favour, even if some of the things he demanded seemed absolutely insane. After a brief pause, when Tom, freshly showered and wearing his newly tailored clothes - well fitted, showing off his swordsman's physic, slender waist, and broad shoulders. Unlike most swordsman however, Toms legs had developed into utter tree trunks, a legacy of his several years now hard work at the dockhouse. He was still small for his age, at 14 he only measured five foot four, and he doubted he'd ever gain much more height.

Good day Sir, I am Tom Welsh, the owner of this rather splendid building. Though i am biased.

A roguish grin accompanied his greeting.

[Carl von Döbeln]

Arthur nodded. He recognized the young man, his eyes, in particular.

Good day to thee. I am Arthur de Caldicot.

[Refresh Mut]

The man is about to reply, when Tom waves him away and introduces himself instead.

Tom Welsh good Sir. Owner of this fine establishment.

"This is quite the club you have Tom Welsh. My name is Gregory Hamill. I was wondering if perhaps I could buy a membership. If that is available, of course."

[Stildawn]

Someone interesting, and very beautiful.

Jennifer didnt know how to respond to that... The man insulted her... Yet intrigued her at the same time...

So she remained quiet and simply folded her arms...

[Raglan]

Tom stretched out his legs as he sat on the balcony watching the members train. The place was quite busy these days, as more than a few people had joined up. Only three men had so far managed to claim his free membership, though quite a few had tried. The club was approaching its first year anniversary, and pulled him in a very decent income. He had made more than most lords just from the clubs income alone the year. Still, things hadn't been perfect, the war in Scotland, one which Tom was happy to be completely ignorant about had taken away many of his members, and though it hadn't been completely harmful - his fish partner had earned a small fortune selling supplies - he had lost out quite badly on a venture up north. He was still quite annoyed about that one. He'd invested in the wool trade up near Yorkshire, only to find that all the animals had been slaughtered by the English army as they headed north. Without much recompense either. Bastards. He didn't think of his childhood often now, it having been five years now since he fled York. He still occasionally entertained thoughts of reclaiming York, ideal fancies of glory and such, but he knew he was happy enough here in London. Only one thing truly troubled him, the incompetent guild master Polo. The man used the guild only to line his own pockets, and not to support other merchants. When he was around that is, half the time he simply ignored his position. Tom was beginning to think something needed to be done. But the other merchants - the ones who had a say on dismissing and appointing the guild master - were all cautious, Polo was clever enough to not be to greedy with them. Still Tom thought, it might be time to speak to them. He was still young, but his success over the last couple of years had made him enough of a voice to listen to.

Arthur nodded. He recognized the young man, his eyes, in particular.

Good day to thee. I am Arthur de Caldicot.

And how do you like my club Mister de Caldicot?

ooc; think i'll just not remember you.

"This is quite the club you have Tom Welsh. My name is Gregory Hamill. I was wondering if perhaps I could buy a membership. If that is available, of course."

Of course, it would be a pleasure to have you. Though perhaps you would be interested in trying to claim one of my free memberships. I offer them to anyone who is able to best me in a match.

Jennifer didnt know how to respond to that... The man insulted her... Yet intrigued her at the same time...

So she remained quiet and simply folded her arms...

Stepping forward, Tom takes her hand, and kisses it. Then stepping back, he bows perfectly, though again a bow of equals, and turns to leave. As he exits the room, he turns over his shoulder and says.

It has been a pleasure miss O'Hagan. If ever you decide to take me up on that countryside ride, you know where to find me.

[Carl von Döbeln]

And how do you like my club Mister de Caldicot?

I like it. I wish to become a member.

Replied Arthur. He looked curiously at the boy, still not being able to fully recognize him. He thought he recognized his eyes, but was not sure.

[Refresh Mut]

"Why not?"

[Raglan]

I like it. I wish to become a member.

Replied Arthur. He looked curiously at the boy, still not being able to fully recognize him. He thought he recognized his eyes, but was not sure.

Tom smiled.

Splendid, we offer two membership types. The part membership, which gives you access to the training floor, but you have to pay a small fee to use everything else. While the full membership is fully inclusive.

"Why not?"

Tom grinned, and made his way over to the practice floor.

With practice weapons? Or our own?

[Carl von Döbeln]

Tom smiled.

Splendid, we offer two membership types. The part membership, which gives you access to the training floor, but you have to pay a small fee to use everything else. While the full membership is fully inclusive.

Arthur nodded and ran a hand through his hair.

Aye, well, full membership it is then!

[Raglan]

Arthur nodded and ran a hand through his hair.

Aye, well, full membership it is then!

Splendid. One of my aids will see to it, and we shall deliver your membership to your home. As of now you are a member. Enjoy yourself.

[Carl von Döbeln]

Well, are there any capable fighters present?

[Raglan]

There are several actually. We have some of our better ones in at the moment. Just approach anyone you like. Most people are open to a match. Or if you like, we can have a match?

[Carl von Döbeln]

Arthur smiled. The boy was bold.

Yes, if you're up to it.

[Raglan]

With your own weapons? or with the clubs practice weapons?