Rea Family/Dancer/Three Favors

• Ongoing RP, incomplete

Milord Dan, being a Dancer would probably mean you have amazing moves. Would you wrestle me?

I assure you, I know nothing about wrestling, nor am I going to get naked to learn. There are some young knights around who may take you up on your offer, however.

~Dan - When we lose the will to learn new things, is when we die inside, Sir Dan.

I'll trade you. Teach me something and I'll teach you wrestling. - And why would I want to learn to wrestle?

~Dan - Dancer let out a short bark of laughter, for the first time in days. This Sir Anus certainly was a stubborn one.... - To keep your brain sharp and your blood pumping, Sir.

Plus it's fun. - So be it, Sir Anus. On one condition. If I prove to be more capable then you, then I may call on you in the future, for three favors. If you prove more capable, I will teach you a skill of your choosing.

~Dan - Deal! - I am still sailing back to Unger. I'll let you know once I have returned.

~Dan - Sir Dan,

Are you taking your sweet time to arrive to Thalmarkin out of fear of facing me and my ferocious wolf ears?

Signed, - I have returned a few days ago, and will be in the Wood this evening. Meet me there.

~Dan - I will be in Winifael tonight or tomorrow morning. Try not to run away with your tail between your legs.

~Dan - Sir Dan,

Apparently I did. I'm in Unger trying to get the match from the Queen. Come visit? - I am already here.

~Dan - The moon hung low in the sky, sunlight beginning to bleed over the horizon. Dancer stood, stark naked, across from Sir Aeneas. It had taken almost twenty minutes to convince him that, in fact, Sir Aeneas really did mean naked wrestling. It had taken another twenty to convince him the head to foot oil bath was necessary. Old, ropey scars crisscrossed him, accentuated by the sheen of the thick layer of grease. The thick layer of flogging scars on his back proved to be a challenge; they'd had to assign a peasant just to rub the oil across his back, Sir Aeneas insistent that it had to be thoroughly oiled to promote a fair fight. Not that he would ever admit it, but Dancer felt great after the oiling. For years he'd been stiffly walking around, age claiming its due just as much as the scar tissue. He bounced on his feet a few times, waiting for the call to begin. - Aeneas had brought the pups to this match, since Dancer had implied it was a learning opportunity. Thus, the three children were perched expectantly on top of tables and chairs watching the naked men. Their father smiled at them and waved before heading to the center of their makeshift arena. A low whistle escaped his lips as he saw the middle aged cavalier in full, so badly scarred, still he walked forward, hand extended to take his in for a greeting. His silver dyed hair reflected the moonlight entering the window, and he wore both the wolf ears and the nakedness with absolute naturality.

"Nice to finally meet you, Sir Dan. It's my honour to fight someone so full of... history. Do you want to see a small representation of what a wrestling match is like?" - Duel message to everyone in Unger - 8 days, 13 hours, 51 minutes ago Aeneas Gabanus Bluelake, Knight of Lastfell meets his challenger Dancer Rea, Knight of Jedinchel for the agreed duel till surrender. Dancer has decided to use the 'aggressive' strategy while Aeneas Gabanus has chosen the 'neutral' strategy, giving Dancer the advantage. After a series of blows, Aeneas Gabanus surrenders to his clearly superior enemy. - Perfect.

Are you more convinced of the value of wrestling now, Sir Dan? - I'm convinced of the value of your oils, Sir Aeneas. I haven't felt this limber in years. As for your wrestling, there isn't enough bloodshed for my tastes, but I can see where the skills may come in handy.

Don't forgot, Sir Aeneas, that I hold three favors from you.

~Dan - I always keep my word, Sir Dan.

I came here because of another bet. If I accepted to leave my sister and friends behind, you can trust me to keep to this.

I just have no idea what I can offer you.

A vial of scented oil follows for your pleasure.

Signed, - You can't offer me much, for now. But I will have need of your talents in the future. This scent is rather enticing, what is it?

~Dan - A have a Favor to ask, Sir Aeneas. An ongoing one. Would you be able to keep me supplied with that oil of yours? It's been years since I could move so freely.

~Dan