At this moment in time, however, Zanon had been unable to attend upon the Eliades family. Home from war for the next few months, Vangelis had taken his brothers careful notes, spoken with him for a half hour, and then made his way to Illytia personally, allowing Zanon the time with his wife which had not at all sounded like a positive thing... Whatever was happening there, Vangelis considered to be of no import or business of his own and so he had rather taken up the role of messenger and convoy to the Eliades manor than he had stuck around with a sister-in-law he had never really gotten along with and had Zanon go in his place, off-kilter and mad as a hornet.
The ride to Illytia had been a long one and taken nearly two days in total. Vangelis had arrived he previous evening with a small group of retainers - two guards and a scribe - and had been royally welcomed by Lord Harith, Lady Ria and their family. Like the Kotas that Lady Ria was from, the Eliades were a family that were far more naturally close than others of noble or royal descent and while they were significantly more open and light hearted than the more serious royal clan, Vangelis had found them easy enough to speak and get along with.
Having arrived late in the evening, the youngest members of the Eliades family had long since been put to bed and, given the early start Vangelis naturally preferred and which Lord Photis had accommodated that morning, it wasn't surprising that it was now midday and the crown prince had yet to lay eyes on the children of the man he had come to do business with.
The morning had been spent locked away in Lord Photis' study going over papers and numbers and whilst Lord Photis had initially been both shocked and, almost fearful, that the man coming to trespass on his hospitality the previous evening was not the Kotas brother he normally handled business with but instead his older brother (a man who had been referred to as the Blood General for many years now and had a new horrific rumour attached to his name every other week), the man had rallied quickly and their conversations had been concluded within a few hours.
A man of efficiency over hospitality, Vangelis had refused offers of a midday repast and preferred the idea of heading back to the capitol almost immediately, in order to return there by dawn the next day. Travelling by night was hardly a frightful notion when you were generally the most feared thing in the kingdom.
Leaving the Eliades manor in order to check his steed and belongings (he would return inside temporarily to bid his farewell once he was assured of his travel arrangements), Vangelis was in the middle of securing the belts of Windrunner's tack when he noticed an empty sheath along the its edge.
As always. Vangelis kept his weapons on him at all times when travelling. Even now, twin blades were strapped to his hip and across his back. A quiver of arrows was locked such on his opposing thigh. A hunting knife resided in each boot and in the small of his back and his bow (whilst not on him personally) was pushed into the saddle strap of his ride. As was an empty sheath that held one of his two back up saracen blades.
With a frown, Vangelis instructed one of his guards - Dolmas - to go and check in the stables to ensure it hadn't been removed upon the horse being cared for the night previous and then forgot to be put back into place. It would be easy enough to find, for the blade was unique (especially to Greece), with its curved edge and fatter, slanted tip.
As with all his men, Dolmas was fast and efficient and he quickly returned to inform the prince that his sword was not to be found. And Vangelis knew for a fact that he had not taken the weapons inside with him. Which meant they had to have been taken somehow or deliberately removed.
"Find a stablehand and find out what happened to it." Vangelis instructed for, while he was a wealthy prince, he held a certain sentimentality to his weapons; he was a soldier and they his protectors. When a piece of metal saved your life that many times you liked to keep it close, regardless of the absurdity to it.
As he looked around the courtyard, Vangelis spotted a bow leaning against the side of the stables upon the corner that led out and around back to the grassy lawns of the Eliades manor. The weapon was small, child sized and while he had no idea how long it had been there or whether the owner of it was to blame for the missing weapon, Vangelis became curious nonetheless and, handing Windrunner's reins to his other guard and instructing his retainers to stay put, he headed around the creature and towards that corner of the buildings.
Alone, Vangelis strode across the open marble slabs, his boots heavy but quiet on the stone and then stepped out onto the grass, investigating whether anyone was there and if they might know the answer to the mystery of his missing sword...
Was thinking you guys can set up the boys and not see Vang approach and then I'll have him scare the crap out of them?