Seymour wasn't used to people being allowed to freely walk to the Farplane without his knowledge, but the sight of exactly who had just walked into him made those thoughts vanish. It was the girl he'd spoken with on the communicator. Hmm... She could be of some use to him.
"Ah, good day," he began in a very gentle and soothing voice. Goodness, she was small. "If I am not mistaken, I believe you are the one I was speaking with on the communicator not long ago. I am Maester Seymour Guado. This is Guadosalam, my home."
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Date: 2009-09-07 02:08 pm (UTC)"Ah, good day," he began in a very gentle and soothing voice. Goodness, she was small. "If I am not mistaken, I believe you are the one I was speaking with on the communicator not long ago. I am Maester Seymour Guado. This is Guadosalam, my home."