Alexander: -holds my helmet at my side- That's the thing... Somehow they managed to kill the whole 1st battalion , General Augustus died with his men.
Lee: *smiles, remembering the girl* "Fawn, I'm sure I've told you before... There's no need to call me sir" "Staying out of trouble?"
John:-Sighs and mutters- Why does everyone suddenly have the authority to invite themselves into my bedchamber? -Speaks up- Alright then, have a funeral arranged for the general... I am placing you in charge of a counter attack. I don't care what you do to handle the problem, just do it. -Squints, tenses, leans foreword and adapts a more serious voice/ a voice of authority- Or else I will handle them myself, and if that happens... Well... We wouldn't want that to happen now would we? -Relaxes and leans back adapting a more jovial tone- Clear?
Fawn: "Yes you have Lee. Of course I have Lee, I was getting a second opinion on a sword from a different blacksmith." -looks at him innocently- "well, I had to defend myself the other night on the market. I'm surprised you called me miss. Didn't my horse give me away?" -climbs onto my horse-
Fawn: -squints at the sun-"I have to go, things to do, people to see. If you want pop by the workshop later, if I'm not there don't worry my dad can deal with your request for a sword. See you later." -rides home, grabs some items and heads to the palace-
Beltane: I approach the man cautiously, a hand on my dagger in case. "Any reason you're in corn?" Sammhain: I begin working on my other tasks.
Fawn: -goes round to the stables, ties my horse up, and wanders into the court yard and then through the corridors-
Fawn: "I haven't seen you round here before. So I take it you're new, not from when ceaser was around."