Dubhaine Family/Ciarghuala/Roleplays/1018/June

1st June

Spring Evening -- Poryatu

Tyra Andrasta Bluelake

As the drunkard tried to swing at her, Tyra simply laughed and stepped away. After three or four tries, the man fell face down on the ground. Still laughing, and looking at Duncan's horrified expression, Tyra called her captain.

"Otwin, get this man something to do in our unit, he's useless now but maybe can do some laundry, I don't know. Be creative."

Otwin nodded, smirked and took the drunkard away. In a few minutes he'd be seen in his underwear, sleeping in the middle of a 10-men tent, being told an interesting story of how his night turned out and how he'd have to pay for it. Tyra guessed in two days he'd have run away. If he stayed, he'd be perfect for them.

Shaking herself, the knight took Duncan's arm and said, happily: "Let's go, my friend, I think I can face a bunch of Bluelakes now, without trying to fight anyone. Thank you for bringing me that oaf."

The man was still looking sour. She smiled her sweetest smile, not lacking a little mischief. "I know, he treated you so badly. But you picked him. Isn't all well that ends well?"

"Yes, milady..." He sighed "But spitting on my shoe, wasn't that too much?"

"Well, took some guts." she shrugged "Come on, I'm here and in a good mood."

They were standing before the Bluelake manor. It wasn't too large, neither too new. It had that indistinct quality of a house that is cared for, but also slightly disarranged from being actually lived in. A few plants climbed the walls, and in places you could see they had been ripped by little climbing hands and feet. That made Tyra feel happy. Children being children.

Duncan went up to the fence to make the announcement of her arrival.