[open] A friendly chess game. Really. No ulterior motives here!

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Characters: Wilhelm and Anyone.
Setting: Floor 3 - Wilhelm's makeshift "office."
Format: I'll follow you!
Summary: With Yeshua here, he's able to get back to his plans. This involves vetting various people in the Tower. How does he plan on doing this? By playing chess with them while asking them questions.
Warnings: TBD. Should be fairly SFW.

Wilhelm had already posted a message earlier that moment, offering a 'casual chess game' in the library for anyone willing to show up. He had taken pains to make the environment fairly comfortable; a table set up near a window, some soft, classical music playing from his phonograph (not Wagner, surprisingly enough, but Mozart), and a chess board he had found somewhere else in the tower, complete with all of the pieces, though a few were chipped in various places.

He poured himself a glass of wine from a bottle he had gotten from the cafeteria, and set the glass down next to the chessboard. There was another glass, there, in case his opponent wanted one. He was going to remain perfectly polite, and wanted to appear as approachable as possible, even if his monotonous voice and completely expressionless voice might seem a bit eerie to a good portion of the Tower's inhabitants.

The board was placed sideways; he would be either black or white, depending on the opponents' choice. For now, he would sit, and wait.

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"Middle-Earth?" That caught his interest. This was the first time he's met someone who, in his own universe, would qualify as fictitious. Wilhelm appears utterly fascinated now, even if his expression remained unchanged. It showed in his other body language, however, such as how he leans forward a bit and folds his hands in his lap.

"May I ask your name?"

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

"Ah! Forgive my manners. Legolas, at your service." With a grin, he bowed slightly before straightening himself. He said nothing about the sudden interest in mentioning Middle-Earth, several people had already exhibited knowledge of it. Strange as it was, he was growing used to it, especially after he was outed as a prince.

"To whom do I have the pleasure of meeting today?"