Fuzzy: Bank of Abadar
Cyrus had been preparing for this journey for some time. Valoria missed her cousin dearly and had proposed a way to have him visit Ringbridge more often. And so it was with a broad smile on his face, knowing he was acting in the best interest of his family and the burgeoning town of Ringbridge, that he opened the doors to the Bank of Abadar and asked the clerk to see Andalon.
When the man appeared, Cyrus greeted him with a strong handshake, grabbing Andalon’s right hand with his own and his right forearm with his left hand, signifying the trust and bond they had formed over the years. “It has been too long cousin. You look well. And this,” he let his left arm leave Andalon’s forearm and spread his hand around him gesturing to the interior of the bank, “Well clearly you have done well for your lord, my good man. Valoria sends her love and she ordered me to beg you to pay us a visit at your convenience, of course, to see our boy. He is quite the young tot now.”