In which Dalia and Haft have a brief conversation
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: Stables <N>, Northern Market <NE>, Outer Gatehouse <E>,
Southern Market <SE>, Kennels <S>, Inner Gatehouse <W>, Blacksmith
<NW>, South Stair <US>, North Stair <UN>
Haft sits on a small, out-of the way bench, leaning his back against the wall and generally observing the ward.
Dalia enters from the gate, making her way across the ward and only pausing to look at few vendors stalls.
Haft glances at the new arrival, but doesn’t seem to take much interest.
Dalia pauses at the final stall to glance around the ward, she sees Haft. Her eyes traveling to the sling on his arm.
Haft closes his eyes for a moment, not nodding so much as basking in the sunlight.
Dalia speaks with the vendor a moment, her eyes glancing back to him as if deciding. She finally finishes with the vendor and makes her way over.
Haft opens an eye as a shadow falls between himself and the sun. He then opens Both eyes. “Dalia, good day.”
Dalia nods, “Good day, Haft”
You ask, “How has Anvard been, these last few months?”
Dalia says, “Quiet….Tense. At least that I have seen.”
Haft tilts his head. “Oh?”
Dalia says, “Have you heard of what befell Lanisen?”
Haft says, “I have.”
Dalia says, “Many of us were quite worried, some of us less able to show it than others, not much was known as could be expected.”
Haft frowns. “What, in your opinion, ‘could be expected’?”
Dalia frowns at Haft’s comment, “I did not expect the Lords and those in charge to simply spill what information was known at such a time. There were others who felt that information was being specifically kept from us by age or position. I trusted the Lords and Guards, still it was difficult for some of us worried not knowing what had happened. There was a tense air about and tempers flared.”
Haft sighs, running a hand through his hair. “Gossip and fearmongering. It’s always a problem when there’s anything worse than an upset cart. If you didn’t add to it, good on you.”
Dalia loosely crosses her arms, “You may be sure, I did not.” Her glance drifts towards his Sling. “How was Narnia? I have heard you returned with Lady Avery and Lord Peridan. I was not aware any had gone save Lady Avery and Lord Tyre.”
Haft says, “Nobles don’t travel alone, and noble ladies especially. We had a whole entourage head out, and then I remained when Lord Tyre headed back.”
Dalia sighs as if this should be common knowledge. “Was it pleasant?”
Dalia says, “My father has told me tales sometimes of Narnia. It sounds like a wondrous place.”
Haft says, “Pleasant? Yeah. Not a whole lot to do there, honestly. I mean, there’s plenty ta do if you’re not there workin’…”
Dalia asks, “Oh? were you then employed by Lady Paige?”
Haft says, “More or less. I had my orders from Captain Garian to act as escort at the lady’s request.”
Dalia nods, “I hope there was no trouble or action against her Ladyship?”
Haft says, “Lady Avery? No action, no. Spot of bother with the horses on the ride back.”
Dalia nods. “It must have been quite something. I notice Lord Peridan wore a sling as well.” She glances to Haft’s own sling again.
Haft chuckles. “When I say there was no action against us, I may be neglecting to mention two particularly high strung horses.
Dalia drops her arms, her face filling with a sort of sympathy. “I am sure you were hurt.”Dalia drops her hands, her face filling with a sort of sympathy. “I am sorry you were hurt.”
Haft says, “Thanks. I’ll be fine. Just gonna take awhile.”
Haft says, “It’s what I’m paid for anyway. Lord Peridan has it worse. He broke his wrist.”Dalia nods and looks more worried.
Dalia says, “I have never had such an injury but I have heard they are extremely painful. I hope His Lordship mends soon.”
Haft says, “Healer Kairyn’s had a look at him. Sounds like it should mend fully as long as he goes easy on it in the meantime.”
Dalia says, “I should check on Milady. I should like to hear some of Narnia later?”
Haft shrugs his right shoulder. “Yeah, sure, if you want.”
Dalia nods. “See you later then.”
Haft says, “Good day.”