Tag: The Crow and The Knight

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Lance was ready now to take back what he had said about her not being crazy as she propelled herself forward with a bit of magic. Granted it was a good kind of crazy. The kind that was often more fun then actually crazy. He laughed as he watched her getting away from him much easier now with the magical assistance.

He moved to sprint to try an not to lose her completely. Granted sprinting in armor was tiring but he was determined to keep at least from losing too badly. Though his sprint did slow a moment as he passed that deepeye in the snow. Those little feet kicking in the air. If he had had the breath to laugh right then instead of keeping up, he would have. It was a funny sight to see. He would at the very least have a story to tell someone later at the very least. For now he needed to try to catch up some even if he would never catch her with magic to help her. At times like now he wished he had been trained with some magic skill.

By the time the knight had reached her there was quite a gathering. Blots of ink speckling white as crows wandered about and rolled around in the powdery snow. In the midst of it all Svanielle was crouching down near one of the sparse bushes, delicately removing fresh green sprigs and slipping them into her satchel.

A crow would look to Lance before calling out and alerting the other blackbirds to raise their heads. This also prompted the woman to turn to him with a bright smile.

“Oh, you actually caught up! I’ll to admit Ser I never had a knight last for that long.”

So many crows. He blinked in surprise and tried not to be alarmed. The birds actually had seemed to be enjoying themselves in the snow. Not to mention the fact that Svan did not seem the least bit worried about their presence. If they were not harming anything there was no real reason for alarm. Not that their gazes in his direction were comfortable. It was like being the center of attention in a crowded room.

Well if that was how it would be… He could easily pretend this was a crowded room with a bunch of other upper class people staring him down. Simply ignore them and let them have their fun. They weren’t hurting anything by staring. His gaze went to Svan and he grinned as he caught his breath for the moment.

“I work out pretty regularly.” He said as he was careful not to kick or step on any of the crows as he made his way over to where Svan was removing some sprigs with delicate precision. “You seemed to have attracted quite the audience too. Friends of yours?” He meant it in jest mostly since he didn’t know how true those words would end up being. “I can help if you wish or at the very least stand guard while you work. Would allow you to work without worry anyways.”

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“Oh
so it is like that is it?” Lance chuckled as he watched Svan swiftly
descend. He was almost glad that he was rarely lax in training. If she
thought he might not be able to keep up he was ready to prove her wrong.

Lance followed suit down the steps, catching up with Svan. He matched
his pace to hers with a grin that was almost taunting. As if to ask was
this the best she could do. He figured if she tried she could probably
out pace him in his usual armor. But it seemed she was being
considerate. That was something that amused him.

“I seem to be keeping up just fine so far. I’m not one to sit around
Skyfire on my backside all day. I have every intention of helping
restore the Haillenarte name. Which means training daily.” He commented
as he kept pace. His eyes were bright with the enjoyment this day was
proving to be. He had expected another cold day of dull work. Instead he
found a potential friend. Potential being the keyword as he still took a
bit of time to trust anyone at that level after past incidents. “I
still think you are not crazy though.”

Her smile grew wider as at the knight’s enthusiasm. She didn’t know why she was acting like this, perhaps it was the excitement of finding a person like him. It has been a while since she had seen someone so positive without drowning themselves in ale first. And it was that excitement that prompted her to perform her next action: wind magic gathered around at her feet and with a burst of wind she propelled forward, a flurry of snow flew into the air as she did, and her laughter carried along with the wind.

As she flew forward the force would knock over a wandering deepeye, it fell face first into the snow with its feet kicking. Her figure would shrink with distance, and it seems as she flew a flock of blackbirds followed after her.

Lance was ready now to take back what he had said about her not being crazy as she propelled herself forward with a bit of magic. Granted it was a good kind of crazy. The kind that was often more fun then actually crazy. He laughed as he watched her getting away from him much easier now with the magical assistance.

He moved to sprint to try an not to lose her completely. Granted sprinting in armor was tiring but he was determined to keep at least from losing too badly. Though his sprint did slow a moment as he passed that deepeye in the snow. Those little feet kicking in the air. If he had had the breath to laugh right then instead of keeping up, he would have. It was a funny sight to see. He would at the very least have a story to tell someone later at the very least. For now he needed to try to catch up some even if he would never catch her with magic to help her. At times like now he wished he had been trained with some magic skill.

“It’s dangerous.” (Your pick? :D Whichever one you’d rather have talk to Svan.)

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@nebula1984, to one of your precious beans Lancefer ; ; ))

Svanielle would scan the horizon as she emerged from the shelter, a fresh coat of snow blanketed the hills of the Western Highlands. After the harsh blizzard that lasted this morning the land was blessed with a rarity: sunlight. The beams shone upon the snow and glittered like crystals, a beautiful sight were it not only brief in time. It was a reminder that she make haste before the next snowfall. Western Coerthas may be desolate to some, but if one were to look closer the land was wrought with many herbs and plants. It was a gladly accepted cove of treasures that one such as herself would be unable to afford in the Crozier, as not only was it pricey but the merchants did not take kindly to haggling commoners….or commoners in general.

The local folk once thought she was daft in travel out into the lands alone, but every time she came back unscathed they stopped questioning it. Little did they know that the maiden was not without means of combat and defense and eventually her ventures out into the frozen wilderness became a normal occurrence. Although new witnesses were still a common thing.

As a gloved hand landed on her shoulder, she would sigh and turn to meet a tanned face framed with indigo hair. The concern was clear in his azure eyes as his complexion creased into a slight frown. The armor he wore was an indication that he must be a knight stationed at Falcon’s Nest, and considering that he stopped her, a new one. A soft smile graced her features as she gently took his hand and removed it from her shoulder.

“You need not worry Ser knight. This isn’t the first time I have journeyed out here.”

Lance was still unused to the Western side of Coerthas. His shifts usually were always south of Dragonhead, at Skyfire Locks. Yet he had been picking up any extra duties where he could lately. Anything to avoid home as much as possible. So naturally he had somehow landed himself some work on the Western side. Including some work he had been keeping quiet. He was technically in service with Haillenarte but Durendaire controlled the areas around here. Yet since he had begun his friendship with Emon’i he had been on occasion quietly offering assistance to Durendaire when Haillenarte did not have enough work to keep him busy.

He hadn’t noticed her at first. He had been admiring the warm rays of sun that rarely graced Coerthas. Yet her raven hair stood out to him in the crisp white of fresh snow. He had called out to her as he hurried over. Meaning well when he had warned her that it was dangerous.

Interesting. She was a pretty face with intelligent eyes. Not as common of a pairing with most of the Ishgardian ladies he had ever met. He couldn’t help but smile slightly as he crossed his arms in thought. He liked the bit of spark she had. There was something in her tone and actions that told him he wasn’t the first that had ever tried to be concerned for her. Finally he uncrossed his arms, holding his hands up defensively for a moment to apologize.

“I meant no offense of course. I apologize if I have done so. Ser Lancefer Aurifore.” Lance swept into a bow as he spoke to Svan, still smiling warmly as he straightened back up. “I just know this side of Coerthas is not nearly as kind as the . Would it be okay to ask what brings you out this way?”