Bronzehall

[Lord Howland Royce]

Brandon chuckles, "the way everybody assumes that you are a knight? I hardly correct that anymore, waste of time really".

[Flex]

Darien uttered a loud laugh. "Yes, either a knight or some lowly man-at-arms... then again, how else can they adress us?" He shook his head and refilled his glass.

[The Stranger]

Asha entered the hall, lacing up the front of her britches,

"Man I wish I had a cock so pissing wouldn't take so damn long." She muttered as she saw Darien.

"What are you two boys up to? Trouble no doubt."

[Flex]

Darien had to refrain from bursting into laughter. "Well, I think I shall let Brandon explain."

[Lord Howland Royce]

"You could always wear diapers," Brandon suggested to Asha with a hint of a smile.

"Well the thing is that we are attempting to capture a known murderer, there will be lots of fighting no doubt".

[Flex]

Darien smirked in anticipation, wondering how Asha would react.

[The Stranger]

Asha brought her fist up and smashed Brandon across the face. It hurt, but was not incapacitating.

[Lord Howland Royce]

Brandon rubbed his jaw, "So now that you are all worked up, will you come with us to the tavern?".

[Flex]

This time Darien couldn't refrain from laughing, handing Brandon the wine. "Thirsty now?" He said, the laugh still in his eyes.

[Lord Howland Royce]

"Can't say I am, though I wouldn't offer anything to Asha, she might have to empty her bladder and then we would have to wait untill tomorow before we capture Toombs," Brandon jests and moves out of Asha's reach.

[Flex]

Darien sighed and rolled his eyes. Taking a big swig from the bottle he waited for Asha to say if she was coming or not.

[The Stranger]

Asha threw up an obscene gesture with her hands, "Not with this asshole I'm not." She pointed at Brandon. "Try not to get yourself killed Darien." She said, spinning on her heels.

[Flex]

"Asha wait." Darien said, hoping the woman would listen to him. He didn't yet know what on earth he was going to say to persuade her, but he knew it would have to be good.

[Lord Howland Royce]

"Forgive me if I went to far," Brandon began. "Your help will be very much valued in the upcoming fight".

[Flex]

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After searching the whole place, Darien finally ended up walking into the training yard, where he found Asha practicing with her throwing axes. He somewhat stumbled towards her and inexplicably laughed. "Youu shheem to find time to practishhe quite easilyy.. Here I thought you were ashhleep!" He laughed again, finding his comment very funny and drunkenly waved both of his hands through the air. "Ishh it not a little lllate for axe practicee?"