Battle at Harkon Manor

[Dragonwriter]

Jareth finally regains better control over his anger, at last forcing it back down and to the back of his mind. It still simmers, but it isn't turning his gaze red any more. He scowls as he regards Onesimus, but says nothing. You try going through my life and we'll see if you can let anger die.

Jareth stands from the table, gritting his teeth behind closed lips. He folds his arms across his chest, scowl still obvious. He pointedly avoids looking at Tira as he waits for the others to move.

 

[Sphyh]

Onesimus listens and keeps his tongue. He has spoke his peace. He can't help but think of how selfish Lora and Jareth's perspectives are. Their anger, no matter what it is rooted in, is about them. About them getting revenge or what they want. "Anger leads to selfishness and pain if left unbridled. I learned that lesson in the fighting circle some time ago..." he thinks to himself as he touches the index finger of his right hand to a small scar on his left forearm almost in a daze. He remembers just a few short years ago in a rage he challenged someone to the fighting circle to defend in his own pride and it left him scared in more ways then one. He snaps out his moment of thought when the party begins to rise and leave and simple follows suit.

 

[ghostcat]

Trinham smarts at Lora's dig about sorcerers and anger. Trinham knows only too well that the opposite is the case. Anger leads to lack of control, which for a sorcerer is deadly. Trinham briefly remembers the time when his sorcery was just starting to emerge and the chaos that resulted whenever he started to loose his temper. He is just about to tell the smart-a***d girl about this when he remembers they are not alone. Not only not alone but with nobility. Trinham bites off his retort and simply smirks, irritatingly at Lora before standing up and following the others.

 

[Myth and Legend]

So far things had progressed adequately for Lora and her group, minus one sobbing red haired girl and one quiet Aidan on the side of the table. She would talk to the dark skinned boy later, to see what made him so reluctant to speak.

Lora looked at Vance's arm as she would a snake in the grass, and quickly donned her backpack and grabbed her glaive with both hands, firmly squeezing the polished oaken shaft. She smiled apologetically, although sincerely, at the nobleman and moved out in to the sun, waiting for the others to follow her.

 

[HolyMan]

The group leaves the wayhouse and starts towards the bridge that leads over to Harkon Manor. As they approach they notice workers patching up some crumbled mason near one of the bridge archs.

Vance notices the looks and supplies an answer for everyone. "Two days ago now the Hydra of Serpent Creek attacked." As they near the masons the three men drop what they are doing to bow their heads down and never looking at the procession.

"It did a little damage before it lost one of it's heads and then fled," he says straightening his back and puffing out his chest.

They enter through a small gate in a thin outer wall. The courtyard is paved with stones and a couple buildings and walls block out any few other than it. Stone steps lead up to a door and a seperate building from the main castle has a door level with the courtyard.

"Welcome to my home," Vance says proudly of the small grey stoned manor.

 

[Myth and Legend]

Lora was impressed with the architecture of Vance's picturesque manor, the stonework and the angle prompting the young girl to take out her canvas and draw. "This would make a good painting." she murmured.

 

[Sphyh]

Onesimus nods with a since of respect at the manor. Not quite as big as the manor of his Lord in Pesh, but still a very well fortified manor. He looks in shock at the damage to masonry. "That beast attacked the manor directly? What would drive it to do something like that?" He knows very little of water dwelling beast but something had to aggravate the beast he thought.

 

[Frozen Messiah]

"A very strong and beautiful showing of the strenght in your house, because a manor is merely an extention of those who rule it. I will have to walk these grounds at one point during my stay." Claude says as he walks along with the group, he is both happy to be back in a manor because it is where his courtly training comes into it's own but it also reminds him of his past and his time growing up in one.

 

[ghostcat]

Trinham looks around with awe. The manor is certainly impressive. Although, to his eyes it appears to be cold and forbidding. Claude mentioning about a house been an extension of its rulers strikes a cord and he makes a mental note to be extremely weary of all the nobles who live there.

 

[Theroc]

Aidan remained rather quiet and fidgety in the manor, particularly around any 'loose' objects that could be knocked from their perch, as if he is afraid of breaking something. After a bit he relaxes a bit, but does not speak a word as he thinks on how just one item from such a manor could likely pay for his father's healing.