Nothing happened

Nothing Happened
Summary: Duke Pawel Varghem finally catches up to Dalyros Lohstren
Date: 25/June/2013
Related: None
Players:
Carisse Dalyros Pawel 

Main Courtyard, Castle Wolveshire
The main courtyard is relatively large and open, and the ground is cobbled to avoid an excess of mud and dust. When entering from the gatehouse, one can follow the wall along the right toward a small well-tower that houses the freshwater source for those living in the keep. To the left of the gatehouse, a long two-story building houses the stables, the barracks, and the infirmary in three distinct but connected sections. Hidden in the corner created by the main keep's stairs and the adjacent curtain wall, the cobbles give way to hard-packed dirt that serves as a training area for the castle's guards. The smithy stands directly to the right of the practice arena.

Between the barracks and the main keep, a gently sloping walkway connects the main grounds with the garden courtyard. To the left of the gatehouse's main entrance a wide stair leads into the keep.

June 25, 1329

Having made it back from Laketown in one piece, but alas, not without getting drenched by a passing rainstorm, Carisse is sitting on a bench, a blanket wrapped around her, a cup of tea clenched in her hands, and trying not to shiver. Though she doesn't seem to be complaining at all, just sipping her tea every once in a while. One of the handmaids is playing harp gently, and another is simply taking care of handkerchiefs, warm towels and keeping the lady Carisse comfortable. Stupid cold. The guard however doesn't even look properly sympathetic, instead standing and watching everything like a hawk.

Stepping down from the stairs, Pawel pauses as he spots Carisse out on the bench, and he heads in her direction now, steps a bit slow at the moment. "Should you be outside like this?" he asks her, sounding quite concerned at the moment, as he closes the distance to where she is now.

The sound of hooves being approaching the castle. Through the gatehouse comes Dalyros and Sir Bernard, the Raven, comes trotting into the courtyard, along with a small contingent of Taniford soldiers. The group move up to the stables, slowing, then stopping outside. Dalyros and the rest, dismount, and the young Blue Guard gives some instructions to the men. They go about tending the horses, as the two Knights turn to look over the courtyard, speaking quietly amongst themselves.

Carisse has a canopy put up to protect her some from the weather, and her trusted maid taking care of her. She looks over at Pawel, and she shrugs a bit. "It's - I need to see things happening," she says. "If I have to stay inside any more, I think I shall burst from the boredom. At least out here there are things that are happening, people walking by. The cats chasing each other." She stops there, looking u pas the horses arrive, oh, and their riders too.

Pawel nods a little as he hears Carisse's words now. "Okay, as long as you're sure it's not worsening anything." There's a brief smile, before he looks up at the sound of the horses as well, eyes narrowing for a few moments now. "Will you excuse me for a few moments, dear sister?" he asks, before starting in the direction of the Blue Guards, or one of them in particular, steps a bit heavy now.

Dalyros clears his throat, turning toward the other Blue Guard with him, speaking quietly. Sir Bernard heads into the barracks, as Sir Dalyros turns toward the Duke, also heading in his direction, to meet him halfway. He stops in front of him, offering a bow from his waist. "Good evening, your grace." He offers a smile, then moves to offer a handshake, the way warriors would.

Carisse might be making things worse, she's not sure. But well, can't be any worse than the rain that she already got caught in, and now she is drying off, so that should be okay. She sips the tea, the one the Healer gave her, made to spec, and then her eyes widen a bit, as she realizes that the knight over there is Dalyros Lohstren. And there goes Pawel - uhm, uh oh. Now her gaze is on the two men, even if she's a bit far to hear what they say.

Studying Dalyros a bit carefuly for a few moments now, it might look like Pawel is going to take the offered hand, but instead, he suddenly aims a punch for the Lohstren knight now. "You…" he begins, word barely a growl as he does.

<FS3> Opposed Roll — Pawel=Melee Vs Dalyros=Perception
< Pawel: Failure Dalyros: Great Success
< Net Result: Dalyros wins - Crushing Victory

Dalyros sidesteps quickly, turning his head just in time to dodge the Duke and his vicious haymaker. He takes a very swift step backwards and to the side. Before the Duke can turn his body on the Knight, he is on his knee, looking to the ground, his eyes closed. "Your grace." He speaks nothing more. At that moment, another band of the storm that caught Carisse on her way in approaches with a gust of wind, causing the Blue Guards cloak to rise in the air, blowing softly. "I mean you no harm…" he pauses, "…or your house."

Carisse watches as Pawel throws a punch, Dalyros ducks, and then Dal just goes to one knee. She gets to her feet, not even glancing at the sky to see what that wind is bringing, more curious in what is going on between her brother and the Lohstren Blue Guard. Which has her moving from under her canopy to get closer to the men so she can hear.

Pawel's eyes narrow a bit more at the dodge, and the reaction to it now. "Why…" he says, frowning a bit as he studies the man, looking ready to throw another punch, but holding back, at least for the moment.

Dalyros clears his throat, remaining on his knee, his eyes still closed, his head to the ground. "Your grace. I mean you no harm. I beg you forgiveness for what you believe I have done." He looks up now, his eyes wide, "I assure you that I have no ill intentions." Dalyros thinks to the letter, then quickly to the battle, then to Carisse, where his gaze goes for a moment. He then looks back to the Duke, "I am at your service, your grace." He looks back to the ground, closing his eyes, "Do as you wish."

Carisse is not interfering, letting Pawel and Dalyros work out their disagreement, or at least Pawel's, as it seems. She is standing there watching, as the wind begins to rise and the skies darken, more rain coming soon. That doesn't seem to bother her though, she ignores her shiver. Her maids pack up the canopy and their items, so they are ready to return inside.

"YOU…" Pawel raises his voice a bit, as he moves forward again to try hauling Dalyros to his feet now. "What I believe you have done?" Spoken a bit more quietly there. He hasn't looked around, so he doesn't know Carisse is still watching this.

Dalyros nods once, as he rises to his feet. At this point, the men at the Barracks have noticed, and they are watching as well. Sir Dalyros looks once more to Carisse, then back to the Duke. "I have heard the rumors." He snorts, spitting to the left in disgust. "They are lies. I assure you, your grace, nothing happened between your sister and I. Her honor is intact."

Carisse sort of blinks, as she hears what this is perhaps about, her gaze dropping for a moment, but more out of startlement than anything. She stays where she is, far more interested in this conversation than anything else, including her own health. Though she does shake her head a bit. After all, she could have told Pawel that, had he asked.

Taking a few deep breaths now, Pawel moves one of his hands to try forcing Dalyros' head into position so he can look the man in the eyes now. "And… her?" he asks, before he adds, "And you swear nothing happened? Not between you and any of them? Look into my eyes and tell me nothing happened!"

Dalyros looks into the man's eyes, unwavering. The look in his eyes is fierce, but honest, his neck tendons bulging against the man with raw strength. He doesn't blink. "Nothing 'appened." He doesn't look away, his gaze steady.

Carisse' hands form into fists as she watches this little interchange, and then just because nature is evil and she is trying so hard to be quiet, all of a sudden out of nowhere, the biggest sneeze ever. Right there. Totally unmistakeable. AACCCHHHOOO. Oops. Well, so much for being a spy.

Pawel nods a little as he hears that. "Good!" He does try to shove Dalyros backwards, before he turns and starts moving back to the main keep now. Pausing to look to Carisse after that sneeze. "Back inside now, sister. You won't get better by staying out here in the cold. Get a hot bath, or something." And then he starts moving up the stairs, a bit faster now.

Dalyros doesn't budge as the Duke pushes against him. He watches the man walk away, a brow furrowed. As he passes his sister, the Knight frowns. At this point the other Blue Guard has come out of the Barracks and steps up beside Dalyros, putting his hand on his shoulder, perhaps a mild restraint, or a friendly hand. Who knows? Dalyros gaze follows the Duke up the steps a moment, before looking back to Carisse. He offers a bow of his head, and a smile, saying nothing.

Carisse looks over to Pawel, as he passes, and at this point, she merely bows her head, not saying a word. She glances once over at Dalyros, and then turns to move back to her maids. Everything is already packed up, and so Carisse simply heads into the castle to find a warm spot in which to rest.

Moments later, a squire rushes out to Dalyros, informing him that the Princess wishes to see him in the guest study. Dalyros gives a grim nod to the squire, before heading in as well.

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