Dawnrose Keep

[melon]

Tallahar smiles at his bard, "Symond I give you the job of finding my Vin here a wife while I am away."

[Horas]

Symond laughs. "A wife? I thought we'd start with a pretty tavern wench or two. But I suppose we can start searching the great houses for a likely miss."

[melon]

"Yes Yes I agree but if you happen to show him how to ride the correct way first I won't be angry." Tallahar winks at Symond then leaves.

[loremaster]

Auric wasn't on guard duty, which suited him. As a knight, his only real tasks would greet him in the midst of battle. He was strolling about the grounds, his hand on his weapon by force of habit. This flowery land seemed almost alien to the lifelong Northerner.

[melon]

Bane walks up to the Knight, "So your the new guy."

[loremaster]

He grinned at his countryman. "And you're my new employer. Certainly much better space for conversation here than a trial." He grasped hands with Bane.

[melon]

"Yes Yes there is." Bane had no idea what the man was going on about but agreed any way.

[loremaster]

"So tell me... when do we get to perform our duties and kill some people?" Auric feared growing lazy in this environment.

[melon]

Bane laughs, "Ahhh new blood. I'll tell you now Ser Knight there is very little fighting."

[loremaster]

His mood quickly soured. "I had hoped we might march against the Boltons. I occasionally miss the harsh simplicity of the North."

[melon]

Bane smiles at the Knights, "You never know what going to happen."

[loremaster]

He scratched his chin. "Indeed... speaking of which. You don't remember me, do you?"

[melon]

"I would not have a clue Ser Knight." Bane smiles at the man.

[loremaster]

"Hmm... well, perhaps my own memory is fuzzy." He took his leave of the mercenary and continued on his path. he had a sudden urge to head North... he felt his fortune truly lay there.

[melon]

Bane shacked his head and walked off to continue to depart.