Good evening Budehuc

[trueltning_fury]

[There's a tall man clad all in leather walking through the gate, hiking alone with a pack slung over his back. It's like he knows exactly where he is, exactly what he wants, and doesn't mind whether or not he attracts any attention.

At least, until he has a glance around to see what's changed recently.]

...please tell me the tavern is still open.

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[trueltning_fury]

[just. what]

I'm not from anywhere, but I did just walk in through the gate back there.

Any particular red-head I should know?

[fierce_marauder]

I mean, you actually know where you are, which is a damn large improvement from the rest of us.

Uh, Caesar? The Silverberg. Great strategist. Kinda' scrawny.

[trueltning_fury]

Of course I do. This is Budehuc Castle. Most people who end up here at least know that much.

[snort. Yes, the great Silverberg] Ah. Yes, I know him.

[fierce_marauder]

You'd be surprised! I, for one, definitely had no idea.

That sounds like quite the opinion you have of him.

[trueltning_fury]

Is that so? Just wandered into a strange castle one day, did you?

[really, though, he trusts Caesar. So if he's around, it'll be good to talk to him]

[fierce_marauder]

Well, I kinda appeared at the docks. One minute I was in Iluya, bam! Next I was here.

... Not sure if I should leave it up to the Silverberg kid to tell you the story or not, 'cos I ain't a fan of being looked at like a loon, y'know?

[trueltning_fury]

Caesar can explain things just fine. I know him well enough.

Iluya...that's far south. The Island Nations, if I'm remembering my maps correctly.

[fierce_marauder]

Great. I'm liking the idea of skipping this song 'n dance.

You're pretty good! I imagine a place like Iluya would be unheard of for people here. You must travel often.

[trueltning_fury]

Extensively. [understatement] It's been a long time since I've been around that part of the world, though.

[fierce_marauder]

How long? You would've been there in the last, what? Twenty-thirty years or so at least, right? Don't look too old. Would've liked to hear about how it's doing now.

[trueltning_fury]

[hmm, that's a tough answer. Geddoe's silent for a moment before deciding whether to be open...since Caesar being here means there are people who know about the Rune, here]

I didn't actually visit the islands. Just the southern tip of the continent - Scarlet Moon, mainly. I know my way around reading maps, though.

[fierce_marauder]

I see. Shame, that is. Would've bought you a drink just t'hear all about it.

[trueltning_fury]

Hm. Good thing I can afford my own drinks, I suppose.

I wouldn't be opposed to buying one for an Islands native, if he has any stories to tell.

[fierce_marauder]

[ He grins wryly. ]

Only if you're interested in the stuff of history.

[trueltning_fury]

Try me.

[he gives a tiny toss of his head, as he turns to continue on to the tavern. If they're going to chat, they might as well do it sitting with drinks in hand]

[fierce_marauder]

Done.

[ He decides to follow, because this guy's pretty damn interesting and he's looking forward to a nice drink. ]

[trueltning_fury]

[He heads toward the side door to the tavern, like old times.]

What's your name, anyway?

[fierce_marauder]

Hervey.

[ CANNOT RESIST. ]

Most dashing pirate of the high seas, at your service! Yours?

[trueltning_fury]

Pirate, huh? [beat] Geddoe.

[fierce_marauder]

Occupation?

[trueltning_fury]

Mercenary.

[he reaches to open the door to the tavern to let them both in] ...captain of the 12th Unit in the Southern Frontier Defense Force.

[fierce_marauder]

[ Low whistle as he slides into the tavern, nodding his thanks. Because even though he isn't familiar with what that is, it sounds mighty impressive! ]

Well in that case, I'm preeetty much the right-hand man to Lady Kika, Captain of the Grishend!

[trueltning_fury]

[oh Hervey. Not that he knows who that is, but eh, he's not keeping score]

That's your crew, then. I see. Is this Lady Kika around here as well?

[Bartender, two big tall tankards of ale!]

[fierce_marauder]

[ It's his lucky day! He takes a seat - now his usual seat - by the bar. ]

Unfortunately not, which is prooobably for the best. Heh.

[ Hervey pauses though, looking mildly surprised. ]

Never heard of the Grishend, huh?

[trueltning_fury]

No, but then again, I don't keep up with ships. The sea and I are generally not on friendly terms.

[He drops his pack at his feet and leans on the bar beside Hervey to relax a bit]