Feint Whispers Chapter #6: A Modest Proposal

[Tokiwong]

Jericho listens to the lord speak, and mulls over his words before standing, and raising a toast, "I apologize for my boorishness, but I would like to propose a toast to the graciousness of Lord Evenwood, and his feast is only a sample of his generosity."

Jericho paused briefly, "Now I am but a D'orite in these foreign lands, but I see the brotherhood, and the strength of your people, and I am impressed with the strength in your hearts and blades. With your Lord on the side of the Crown, we cannot fail, and we will know victory. As I said before I apologize if I speak out of turn, but I propose that we give our gracious Lord Evenwood a toast, a toast to his loyalty, his wealth, and his wisdom. We salute you Lord Evenwood."

Jericho raises his cup.

 

[jasamcarl]

Jericho listens to the lord speak, and mulls over his words before standing, and raising a toast, "I apologize for my boorishness, but I would like to propose a toast to the graciousness of Lord Evenwood, and his feast is only a sample of his generosity."

Jericho paused briefly, "Now I am but a D'orite in these foreign lands, but I see the brotherhood, and the strength of your people, and I am impressed with the strength in your hearts and blades. With your Lord on the side of the Crown, we cannot fail, and we will know victory. As I said before I apologize if I speak out of turn, but I propose that we give our gracious Lord Evenwood a toast, a toast to his loyalty, his wealth, and his wisdom. We salute you Lord Evenwood."

Jericho raises his cup.

Jericho's speech is meet by even more crys from the crowd as commons and courtiers alike raise their mugs, wine bottles and assorted other drinking instruments..."For the Evenwood!!!" echoes through the dining hall.

Everyone rises...with the notable exception of the heavily armed and armored men that are seated nearest the King and his guests. They respond to Jericho's call for a toast with rolls of the eyes, snickering laughter, and whispers to themselves. The various symbols and family crests they wear are obvious markers of their knighthood. One, a blonde, fair skinned man in a tunic with a longsword at his side stands, thrusting his wine glass forward towards Evenwood, "To our liege, whose honor is so great that it can withstand even the praise of a heathen!!!" Laughs erupt from the men in the front row, yet Lord Evenwood does not look amused at that.

 

[KaintheSeeker]

Whitney frowns at the slur against her friend and Mist gives her classic 'evil eye' look to the knights but calms at her mistresses touch.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Norri casts a dark look at the knights yonder.

Hmm, I think I've been inspired to enforce a vow of poverty upon them, even if they didn't take one.

 

[Tokiwong]

Norri casts a dark look at the knights yonder.

Hmm, I think I've been inspired to enforce a vow of poverty upon them, even if they didn't take one.

Jericho glances to the lord first measuring his face, before focusing his gaze on the blonde haired knight, taking the measure of the lord’s lackey. He finally spoke having taken a seat, “Surely if the roles were reversed and you stood on my lands I would not do you the honor to mention nor challenge the strength of your religious convictions, my fair haired nave. Indeed perhaps I am a heathen, but I have made a pledge to protect the citizens of Duvik’s Pass, my comrades of the Fist, and by extension the Crown. My blade and loyalty are on your side.”

Jericho took another drink for a short pause and placed his cup down retaining his rarely used civility, “Now with that said, a D’orite does not stand down from any challenge both blunt or subtle. If you have a grievance to air out gentle nave, then speak it forthright, and let us not tarry. We have more pressing business, and should try to keep any internal conflicts short, and to the point. I apologize Lord Evenwood for the outburst, but let it be known that Jericho ibn Al Sufaed is not a man to take a slight lightly. I bring little to these lands but my name, and renown, and I will not stand for either to be tarnished.”

Jericho lifts his cup and tips it to the blonde haired knight, as much a mark of respect as it is a challenge.

 

[jasamcarl]

The knight becomes flustered upon hearing Jericho's threatening words, his skin turning an even more pale color than it had been before. He scowls for a bit, glances down at his cup, and takes a seat. His fellow knights look angry.

Everyone else in the lower benches, once silent during the concentration, continue with their conversations and begin to lay into their meals. Lord Evenwood looks Jericho up and down a bit before returning to his meal, a sense of his own honor and class the only emotion apparent on his face.

Norri and Whitney: you can tell that the Lord is somewhat impressed by Jericho's words, but still not at ease with his presence

OOC: We can continue to roleplay this out atleast til Krug returns. I don't want to get the party into anything decisive until he can give his input. So carry on...

 

[Mirth]

Tarowyn watches Jericho's defense of his honor and is impressed. Tipping his glass to Jericho, the elf breaks into a rare smile for the D'orite's benefit. This dinner has gotten decidely better.

 

[Tokiwong]

Tarowyn watches Jericho's defense of his honor and is impressed. Tipping his glass to Jericho, the elf breaks into a rare smile for the D'orite's benefit. This dinner has gotten decidely better.

Jericho turns to his companions laughing, and being jovial, eating, and of course drinking. He turns to Tarowyn and whispers to the elf, "Mark that nave well, he may cause us trouble yet."

 

[Festy_Dog]

Norri claps silently for Jericho's excellent response to the knight.

Originally posted by Tokiwong
"Mark that nave well, he may cause us trouble yet."

"Already there," Norri says with a wry grin, indicating one of his eyes.

 

[Tokiwong]

Jeircho smiles, "Ahh wee man you be always two steps ahead of me it seems. Two tiny wee man steps, but two steps ahead nonetheless."