Empires of Ashes Reboot

Hakon waits for her to find words. He is not waiting patiently.

Yenn: "Might make her come back for more..."

Diana: "Will the people think the same?"

“If she thinks you’re worth it”
He pushes her head forward a bit and sets to doing the rest of her hair

"You weren't the best I've had... But a definite top ten performance."

“A man can only do so well with a single night”

"I am... sorry" *he notes she seems less uncomfortable than she often does*

Justin: Not the first time we've had envoys or visitors from other lands. The newsreaders and heralds give advanced warning, and let the people know that any kind of discrimination will not be tolerated.

Hakon: "As you should be. You effect us all with your actions."

Diana: "Well. Perhaps i could go. After this is all done."

Yenn: "Hmn... Is that so?"

LI nods...it's clear she's not used to being referred to as 'us', especially by someone like him

Justin: I think that'd be a great idea *smiles*

With a look, and a small hand gesture, the immortals manning the gate crank it open enough for him and LI to step through. None of them are joining with the festivities, so it seems.

Diana: "Once news of the war gets back home... They might not think the same." Justinian is seeing a lot of mights, and maybes. She's obviously not confident about this.

“First impressions are important, but it’s the second time that matters most. That is where you prove just how good you can be”
He finishes with Yenn’s braid and gently brings her head back up to face the mirror
“Done”

Li follows silently

Justinian puts a hand on her shoulder

Yenn: "You're quite good... At braiding hair too."

Hakon walks out to the top of a dune, a dead tree in sight from there, some fifty feet away. "A good enough target."

Diana: "...What?"

The cymriac chuckles “It’s never worth disappointing a women”

LI nods, reaching into her quiver of gigantic arrows

Justin: Diana... If you'd asked me less than a month ago if I thought I'd ever even see you again, I'd have said no. I'd have said that I'd probably end up dead before I found you.

Yenn smiles, and pushes a drawer of the dressing table fully closed. "Along that vein... are you planning on staying the night?"

Hakon slides his own bow from the quiver hanging in the small of his back. A short re curve affair. He nocks an arrow, but does not draw the string, instead resting the bow on its side, the arrow on top, with his finger curled over it.

Diana: "Why were you so sure i was alive...?"

“If you’d join me”

LI takes a moment to line up the shot before docking the arrow

Justin: You're the strongest person I've ever known. If anyone could survive this long, it's you.

Diana: "You're friendly with a Clavae Justinian. Don't say daft things."

Hakon patiently waits for her to shoot.

Yenn: "These giant beds are rather lonely just myself."

justin gives that typical awkward smile of his, although she can tell he's utterly convinced of what he just said

She looses the arrow. The arrow itself is comparable to a small javelin. It appears to go into the stump and out the back

“It would be a shame to waste all of that space”
His hands drift down to Yenn’s shoulders

Yenn rolls her shoulders, and leans back into his hands. "mmmn... It would be..."

Diana, face hidden by her veil and helmet, doesn't give much away. But her eyes show concern.

Hakon draws the string to the cheek of his helmet, sighting down the arrow, turning the bow upright, and moving his finger to support the shaft. He looses, the shaft striking a thin bough, snapping it. Arrow and branch tumbling down together.

He starts to rub and massage her shoulders, letting Yenn relax as he slowly brings his hands in toward to her chest

Justin: Point being... I thought us being together... this conversation.. was impossible

LI loads another arrow, observing silently

Having liberated some wine, Titus returns to his and Theresa’s tent just outside the city

Theresa's sharpening her sword

“I bring wine!”
The cavalry centurion strolls in wearing a simple tunic and a wide smile

Theresa: oh aye *grins* So ye do

He takes a seat next to her and produces a pair of copper goblets he ‘acquired’ from a band of drunken cymriacs

“Do we drink the kelthrovi stuff first or do we try the officer’s reserve?”

Theresa: up to ye, tah be honest

“I haven’t tried tha kelthrovi stuff”
He opens the kelthrovi wine and fills a goblet for Theresa before doing the same for himself.
“Where’s ya wolf?”

Theresa: Gettin fed.

“Ahh”
He offers her a goblet
“You doing alright?”

"Eh, had other shite to do" she takes it

“Well now it’s just you and me, and two bottles of wine”

"You tryin ta chat me up big boy?"

“Why d’you think I brought the wine”

"Ah, course, thinkin wi' that thing 'tween yer legs as usual" *she grins*

He smiles
“You don’t seem ‘t mind, besides, how else could we unwind after a battle?”

"Eh, there's a lot o ways ta be fair"

“Yeah, but this way is far more fun”
He takes a sip of his wine

"Guess so" she winks and sips

He chuckles
“Have I ever told you where I’m from?”

"Nay, ye aint really"

“From a little tribe on the voldamian border, kinda got ignored after the whole rebellion a few centuries ago”

""That so?"

“Yeah, tribe spent a few years kinda just being ignored, and then one day a pair of legionaries turned up. Told the chief and the elders that we’re now a protected tribe. And kinda just sodded off. Fast forward a few years and I was born”

"Huh, alright then"

“Yep, you’re from a settled tribe too right?”

"Sorta. Call ourselves the Thengeri. Clan o' thengul that's in the empire"

“Ahh, bet growing up was fun”

Hakon: "Do you shoot often?"

Diana: "And yet here we are..."

Yenn glances up to look at the cymraic in the mirror, with a surprised expression, as if to say, 'Bold'