Unaligned

Unaligned
Summary: Princess Niniane wanders through the Garden Court with her guards and meets an interestingly open fellow.
Date: 09/07/2013
Related: None
Players:
Stellwint Niniane 

Wolveshire Castle - Garden Court
The garden court is a large area housed between the curtain walls, the main keep, the temple and the barracks. The cobbled main walkway links the temple to the main courtyard, circling around a tiered fountain carved into the shape of four wolves holding up a bowl. Well-kept dirt paths lead into various directions, winding amongst the trees and flowers and topiaries that decorate the courtyard. Stone benches found along each path serve as resting places for visitors.

Following the cobbled main path takes one to the arched doorway leading into the temple or back between buildings and into the main courtyard.

Jul 09, 1329

With a long night having passed with a certain person working well into the night it is now that the morning light comes upon the castle that there might someone in the garden who lays in the shade. Ragged clothing of a larger size and a hood over his head. The man being none other than Stellwint. Slowly waking as the morning traffic starts in the castle, with servants wandering around.

The rush of morning traffic brings Niniane as well, rather early for her but the less nobles around to stare the better. The Princess is accompanied by of course her guards, six in total to watch over the 'captive', but she seems generally in a cheerful mood as she takes a series of deep breath while she walks and talks to a rather unresponsive guard in Taniford blue, "How can you be so grumpy with such a lovely morning master. I must admit the fresh air has done me wonders as I insisted it "

Stellwint is a nightowl so late and early he is usually around. Probably right now only on an hour or two of sleep. Eyes do go to the princess with Taniford guards as she comes wandering his way. "I think it could be because of having to escort you. Don't take me wrong, I don't mean that they don't enjoy wandering with you. But wandering with someone pretty without being allowed to fantasize. That can cause issues." He suggests and grins. His voice a bit raspy at the moment, most likely having pushed himself hard.

Niniane blinks as she hears the unknown mans voice and a slender eyebrow raises at his words, "And who might you be Master to speak so freely?" She asks with a hint of coldness in her tone, though it is offset by a polite smile. She shakes her head as the guards shift slightly and a small sigh passes her lips, "I think it is rather the fact it is so early and they were so close to being off duty, perhaps if I indulge their schedules more diligently, there will be less silent complaint."

Stellwint chuckles and is still laying down, only using his hand to gesture as he introduces himself. "Stellwint the Wanderer they call me. Shipwright extraordinaire." He offers with a grin. Seemingly not a huge one when it comes to showing nobles respect. "I apologize if I am fuzzy on the subject of your name." He says and tilts his head. "The north, am I correct? I at least try to know my north from south. Helps with work." As for the reason they are grumpy he just chuckles. "I suppose that could be it."

Smiling a touch wider at his apparent lack of care for where she is from, or the fact she is a noble, the northern princess inclines her head to the shipwright, "Princess Niniane Rhaedan, a guest of castle Wolveshire for the time being Master Stellwint, a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Stellwint nods his head, "Pleasure. A northern royal is it. Cool." Sounding as if it couldn't matter less. "It would be an honor designing ships for you, or at least make one. For you or your family that is." He offers and shrugs a bit. "Making boats is what I do and I do it good. So if you do not want my skills you could always try to find someone as good." Perhaps exaggerating but still.

Niniane inclines her head a moment looking a touch confused as her brow furrows, "Ah yes…well I shall keep that in mind." The princess says before her green eyes roam over the garden and she smiles likely, "Though I would not say such a thing at the particular moment Master Stellwint, with talk of war with the north you are bound to be asking for trouble."

Stellwint chuckles and shrugs, "Your war, your highness." He tells her and shrugs, "The guilds would more than likely wish to keep neutral in all this. And for now there is agreement for both sides to use their services. So until further notice, I shall continue to speak freely." He says with a grin. "I mean, I am just a man starting to get old, what harm can I do?"

A small chuckle passes the princess' lips and she says quietly to the shipwright, "Of course the guilds are neutral, but I insist on being concerned for your safety Master Stellwint, you never do know how someone is going to react." She says and one of the Taniford guards clears his throat rather loudly, "However if I am ever in the position of needing a ship built, I promise to think of you. It has been quite some time since I have been show a genuine smile."

Stellwint nods his head, "So touching, your highness. Although I am sure I will be fine for now. I am doing what I can for the Varghems after all and I wouldn't be sharing their information. But does not mean I can not make boats for others." He suggests and smiles. "I have my reputation to think about after all." Shifting to rise to his feet. Brushing himself off a bit.

A quick nod of her head and Niniane smiles once again to the strange man, "Well alright then of course Master Stellwint." She nods her head again and then looks back to her guards who are beginning to look restless, "I ought to return to my room though, thank you very much for the conversation." She says in a courtly fashion before smiling to the man again and turning on her heels she doesn't wait for the guards to follow, and they end up rushing to catch up to the fast walking princess.

Stellwint just nods his head to Niniane, "Alright, see you around." He offers before turning to be on his own way. Letting her head off and he just grins as he goes back to find work.

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