Aidan was sorely tempted to kick the other boy in the teeth, but decided he'd rather not be skewered, or risk Loreen's hide at the moment. Instead, he quickly but purposefully followed when she stormed off, wondering how long this girl would be staying around, and where she was going afterwards. After all, he couldn't in good conscience leave her to run around alone... but he also couldn't earn money chasing her cross-country... what a dilemma.
Off to War [IC]
HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
A few mintues after leaving the jack-n-apes behind, you come upon what looks to be the center of camp. A once huge bonfire burning down now to only the size of a large campfire is off center to the large peaked tents in the area. Guards in the white tabards stand at a each of the five tents, their uniforms differing only with a blue cloak over their shoulders and white top knot on their helms.
A few men in scholars robes hustle about as does a man in a labours smock, pushing a wheel barrel off. The scholars seem to be coming and going from a tent lit brightly from within. And as you watch two come out they head off to two different tents near the fire.
A few men in scholars robes hustle about as does a man in a labours smock, pushing a wheel barrel off. The scholars seem to be coming and going from a tent lit brightly from within. And as you watch two come out they head off to two different tents near the fire.
Myth and Legend
First Post
The guards with different uniforms meant they were probably part of the Lord's personal guard. Elite veterans, who probably had more experience under their belt and much more self restraint after the years spent on duty.
Lora approached one of the guards and stopped several feet from him, trying to seem as non threatening as she could. Smiling was still beyond her however, and all the girl could was keep herself from crossing her hands as she spoke. "Good evening, we bear a message for Lord Bairan, can you tell us how to seek an audience with his Lordship?"
Lora approached one of the guards and stopped several feet from him, trying to seem as non threatening as she could. Smiling was still beyond her however, and all the girl could was keep herself from crossing her hands as she spoke. "Good evening, we bear a message for Lord Bairan, can you tell us how to seek an audience with his Lordship?"
Seeing the guard's complete lack of response to Loreen's words, Aidan figured the man weren't supposed to talk to people, or something silly like that. Rather than blabber at a wall with weapons, Aidan decided to seek a new source of information.
Waiting until another scholar-looking type made themselves known, Aidan approached one, intercepting his route momentarily to speak.
" 'ullo there! Sorry fer the interruption, but tha lady and I need to deliver a message to Lord Bairan... a man named Fallon sent us. Can ye help?"
Waiting until another scholar-looking type made themselves known, Aidan approached one, intercepting his route momentarily to speak.
" 'ullo there! Sorry fer the interruption, but tha lady and I need to deliver a message to Lord Bairan... a man named Fallon sent us. Can ye help?"
HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
The middle-aged man with only a few tufts of hair around his ears left on his head looks at Aidan with a start. "SHH!!," he whispers, "You must be quiet here." he says moving on in a rush ducking into a nearby tent.
You are not sure but it looks like the labourer pushing the wheelbarrow has picked up his pace and is at a near trot.
"WHAT IS THIS ABOUT?" a booming voice echoes through out the camp. Then a man in velvet robes and a silk sash across his shoulders steps out of the largest tent looking around intently. When his eyes fall on the two young people he points a long finger at says, "What are they doing here?"
As one four guards two from the tent the man came from and two from near Aidan and Loreen leap to surround the confused duo.
You are not sure but it looks like the labourer pushing the wheelbarrow has picked up his pace and is at a near trot.
"WHAT IS THIS ABOUT?" a booming voice echoes through out the camp. Then a man in velvet robes and a silk sash across his shoulders steps out of the largest tent looking around intently. When his eyes fall on the two young people he points a long finger at says, "What are they doing here?"
As one four guards two from the tent the man came from and two from near Aidan and Loreen leap to surround the confused duo.
Myth and Legend
First Post
Lora's brows thickened with anger. "Dear GODS has everyone in this camp gone mad? We are here to deliver a message to Lord Bairan, but have met nothing but hostility every step of the way. I am a 5'4'' girl what is wrong with you all?" - The Wizard illustrated her words by pointing towards the half-drawn swords of the guards around them.
Lora breathed heavily as she raged. It was stupid of her to go in to a tantrum but the recent events had made her too frustrated to be able to control her emotions. She glanced sideways at Aidan, waiting to see if he would start apologizing. "You'd better show some backbone, pretty boy."
Lora breathed heavily as she raged. It was stupid of her to go in to a tantrum but the recent events had made her too frustrated to be able to control her emotions. She glanced sideways at Aidan, waiting to see if he would start apologizing. "You'd better show some backbone, pretty boy."
Aidan blinked as a man came storming out and a bunch of guards surrounded them.
"Ye've gotta be kiddin' me..." The boy grumbled, his nigh constant smile dropping momentarily as the slight increase in his volume provoked a storm of angry activity.
"What're we doing here? I'm startin' ta wonder that meself... see, I wanted to help in the war against tha Treylor Empire, and so went to the Irregulars camp... and got sent on an errand here ta tell Lord Bairan something a fella named Fallon wanted him ta know, and thus far everyone's about ready ta skewer me an' the lady here..."
He knew he should have been more polite, as he didn't want to provole more violence, but after Loreen's outburst and the general hostility of those he'd encountered left him soured on helping the Five Kingdoms.
"Ye've gotta be kiddin' me..." The boy grumbled, his nigh constant smile dropping momentarily as the slight increase in his volume provoked a storm of angry activity.
"What're we doing here? I'm startin' ta wonder that meself... see, I wanted to help in the war against tha Treylor Empire, and so went to the Irregulars camp... and got sent on an errand here ta tell Lord Bairan something a fella named Fallon wanted him ta know, and thus far everyone's about ready ta skewer me an' the lady here..."
He knew he should have been more polite, as he didn't want to provole more violence, but after Loreen's outburst and the general hostility of those he'd encountered left him soured on helping the Five Kingdoms.
HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
"Fallon? I see," the man says. "This is all a misunderstanding, you are messengers. Well then please come inside so we may talk."
The four guards then stand at attention around Loreen and Adian. (An honor guard or a way to make them go where they want is unclear.)
The are escorted to the large peaked tent and then ushered inside. The tents interior is illuminated by only a few candles most on a desk beside a large book. There are rugs on the floor and a large cot against the back wall. A large chest also has a few books stacked on top of it and a throne like chair is behind the desk.
It is to the chair the robed man goes and then sitting down he puts his elbows atop th desk and places his finger tips together, looking over his hands at the messengers. "Now please, tell me what is so pressing that you were sent where you ought not have been sent?" he asks.
The four guards then stand at attention around Loreen and Adian. (An honor guard or a way to make them go where they want is unclear.)
The are escorted to the large peaked tent and then ushered inside. The tents interior is illuminated by only a few candles most on a desk beside a large book. There are rugs on the floor and a large cot against the back wall. A large chest also has a few books stacked on top of it and a throne like chair is behind the desk.
It is to the chair the robed man goes and then sitting down he puts his elbows atop th desk and places his finger tips together, looking over his hands at the messengers. "Now please, tell me what is so pressing that you were sent where you ought not have been sent?" he asks.
Myth and Legend
First Post
Lora was startled a bit that this was actually the Lord himself. She was expecting the man to be a servant or adviser at most. They were lucky that Lord Bairan was not as unforgiving as most nobility, when it came to people of lower standing showing attitude in their presence.
The hands crossed together before his face meant his Lordship was not in a very communicative mood, hence he would probably not want to hear all the things Lora had to say, so she just repeated the words of the message. "Old man Fallon told us to convey to your Lordship, that Martomum is in trouble in the western woods."
Lora looked at the floor, in the hopes of not angering the nobleman any further.
The hands crossed together before his face meant his Lordship was not in a very communicative mood, hence he would probably not want to hear all the things Lora had to say, so she just repeated the words of the message. "Old man Fallon told us to convey to your Lordship, that Martomum is in trouble in the western woods."
Lora looked at the floor, in the hopes of not angering the nobleman any further.
