Where Have I Heard That Name Before…?

In which Haft encounters Sehsis in the Outer Ward

Outer Ward


You stand in the busy outer ward of Castle Anvard, full of people seeing to the needs of king and kingdom. There are market stalls along the outer wall, bustling with merchants and shoppers. Grooms work in the stables, tending to the horses there, and you hear the occasional bark of a dog from the kennels. The sounds of hammer hitting iron rings out from the blacksmith shop. There are stairs leading to the gate towers on the northern and southern corners of the outer curtain. To the east is the outer gatehouse, and the road leading into the realm of Archenland, and to the west another gate, leading to the inner gatehouse, the inner ward, and the main keep of Anvard. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=


You can go: Kennels <N>, Northern Market <NE>, Outer Gatehouse <E>, Southern Market <SE>, Stables <S>, Blacksmith <SW>, Inner Gatehouse <W>, South Stair <US>, North Stair <UN>

Contents: A son of adam with a swarthy complexion.

Sehsis is standing at the edge of the market somewhat close to the entrance to the inner ward, he is holding some parcels and will occasionally look around as though he is waiting for someone.

Haft walks down from the North Gate Tower in his livery and glances around the ward.  Noting the Calormene from behind, he strides across the ward and taps him on the shoulder.  “Excuse me, are you part of the prince’s retinue?”

Sehsis starts and turns to face the guard, it takes a moment but he does recognize the man and shakes his head, “Ah, no. I’m not.”

Haft blinks.  “Oh, you.  Sorry.  I thought you were one of those who’d come with the embassy.”

Sehsis shakes his head again, “I’m not. I was just making a delivery but the one who was to collect it has not shown up yet.”

Haft says, “Oh.”  Haft frowns slightly.  “Who’s the delivery for?””

Haft stands near the inner gatehouse, in conversation with Sehsis.

Sehsis waves a hand towards the inner ward, “The castle kitchens I was supposed to be meeting with, ah what was their na– Asher.”

Haft glances down at his livery.  “I can fetch Asher for you,” he says, not sounding too enthusiastic about the idea.  “Who shall I tell him is asking?”

Sehsis asks, “Sehsis. Would it be too much to know the name of the one doing the asking?”

Haft’s brow furrows.  “What?  Oh, Haft, of the guard.  ‘Sehsis’, you said?”

Sehsis nods, “Yes, that is my name”

Haft says, “Seems like I’ve heard the name before, but I can’t place it.”

Sehsis shrugs, “I do a fair bit of business in the north, it is possible someone mentioned it in passing?”

Haft asks, “In the north?  In Narnia?”

Sehsis frowns slightly, momentarily puzzled then says, “Ah. No, I mean here, in Archenland. To me this is north.”

“Oh.  Yes, of course it is.  Can’t think why I’d know your name though.” Haft shrugs.  “That’s going to irritate me,” he scowls.

Sehsis says, “I could not possibly tell you.”

Haft says, “Well.  I’ll see if I can’t find Asher for you.  Wait here.”  Haft passes through the inner gatehouse and returns several minutes later.  “He’s not in the kitchens.  They said they’d send someone to look for him.  What is it you’re bringing?”

Sehsis adjusts his grip on the parcels and frowns slightly, “Spices, some coffee, dried fruit… It is for the kitchens after all.”

Haft nods.  “Right.  Well, I’ll leave you to it then.”

Sehsis says, “Yes, thank you.”

Haft turns away and makes his way to the outer gatehouse to begin his watch.

Sehsis goes back to waiting.


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