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Offline Adam Rhyne

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Market Day
« on: Aug 08, 16, 05:49:18 PM »
It was a fine spring day, the kind that began to show hints of summer coming, the promise of sunshine already warming the air. Standing on the terrace outside of the Lady Taryn’s house, Adam smiled softly at the puffy clouds and crystal blue sky. He had a day free of his escort duties to Lady Taryn and had decided he would use it best by going to the market to purchase some supplies.

The people of Denford lived in a fertile belt of land that produced plenty of food for Scelt. On clear days like this as those crops began to be harvested, the market would be full of vendors. Though the people of Denford tithed the necessities, and some of the frivolities as well, there were some things that Adam liked to keep on hand in his personal stock.

He dressed for riding, with a worn leather jacket to keep the dust off of his arms, and the rest of him covered in comfortable light earth tones. “Good morning,” he said to the horse that gently whickered when he entered the stables, a pretty gray mare that leaned her head out from behind the stall door to investigate him. Adam let her nuzzle his empty hands. “No sugar today, sorry,” he apologized with a smile. “I’ll be sure to get you some carrots at the market though.” He knew that the horse didn’t understand his words but animals always understood tone, and Adam’s tone was one of the most pleasant kind.

He opened the stall door and took down the tack, taking his time with the mare, talking to her in amiable tones as though it wasn’t a one-sided conversation at all. Half an hour later, he mounted and set her on an easy, rolling pace towards the town that stood in the Court’s shadow, looking forward to a day out.

Needless to say, the market was bustling. Adam left the mare tied up outside the village border so as not to force her to navigate the full streets. A rucksack casually slipped around one shoulder, the Warlord made his way into the throng of vendors. The scents of cooked meats and soaps found him first. He stopped to buy a skewer of seasoned beef to nibble on as he perused the soaps across from the food vendor. He smelled three, bought one, and moved along.

In truth, he was here for the herbalist and her wares. Adam loved growing things. The planting season was mostly over but that meant that the herbs were in full bloom and thick growth now. Adam fingered the dried sage hanging at the front of the booth. Sage was good for purifying things. He once knew a hearth witch who combined it with her cleaning spells to give them an extra kick. Maybe he should buy some for the servants of the Court.

He reached to investigate the sage further and was jostled by someone, which in turn caused him to bump against another buyer at the booth. “My apologies,” Adam said with a kind smile and a little bow of his head at his offense.

Offline Desmond Clery

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Re: Market Day
« Reply #1 on: Aug 09, 16, 12:02:34 PM »
Desmond had been chewing his beef skewer, just purchased, and enjoying the spices. He was reluctant to admit it aloud, but this market was better than Wexol’s. The spices were just a bit more potent, the hustle and bustle just a bit more lively, and the people just a tad friendlier than his own District. The more often he ventured here (which was getting to be at least once a week), the more he liked the place.

The only drawback, in his mind, was that he couldn’t see the water.

He was perusing a number of necklaces, trying to determine if any of them would catch Taryn’s eye. He’d spoken to a few people about her where he could without drawing attention. He’d asked the shop owners and the tradesmen about her. He’d sat in a number of bars eavesdropped on conversations. To hear the people of Denford tell it, Taryn Kerry was the real deal: a smart woman with a spine of steel. And she didn’t possess the unbearable self-righteousness of the highlander Queen, Loreniel Killian. All points in her favor, but now Desmond needed to know more about her.

He was about to ask the jewelry maker about a particular necklace of clamshells when someone bumped him.

He lost his beef skewer to the dirt.

Desmond took a breath and counted to five because starting a scene here would draw attention and reflect poorly on him. He did, however, turn to locate his assailant. He found the young man bowing and offering an apology. Desmond wanted to be pissed, but he couldn’t. Not really. It was just a beef skewer and he could buy another. He was in a decent mood anyway and he wasn’t going to let one minor hiccup foul it up.

Especially when he recognized the young man in question.

Lord Rhyne? I’m sorry, but are you Lord Adam Rhyne of Lady Kerry’s court?” Desmond asked.

He knew fully well who the boy was and saw an opportunity that far oustripped a lost beef skewer.

A member of the Queen’s First Circle in the marketplace and at his mercy.

This?

This was going to be good.


Offline Adam Rhyne

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Re: Market Day
« Reply #2 on: Aug 09, 16, 03:54:29 PM »
Adam had been staring at the skewer of beef (the same kind he was also enjoying) that he had inadvertently knocked into the dirt with his jostling and was just thinking about offering to buy the man another one, because he should, when the man said, “Lord Rhyne? I’m sorry, but are you Lord Adam Rhyne of Lady Kerry’s court?”

Surprise that anyone would recognize him appeared on Adam’s face. Well, he should get used to it, really, since he was serving in Lady Taryn’s Court. Old habits died hard. Adam came from a quiet sort of life and hadn’t expected to find his Queen in Taryn but, well, he needed to remember that that life was no longer the case, and complete strangers were going to recognize him, simply because of his caste and his Jewel. Besides, Adam was unique. How many Rose Warlords serving in a Court know a cornucopia of things about plants and hardly a thing about fighting? Not many. In fact, Adam could easily claim that he was the most unassuming person of Lady Taryn’s Court. He preferred it that way.

“Ah, yes?” Adam replied, initially still surprised. He offered the man a welcoming, unarmed sort of smile, before clearing his throat and adding, “Yes. I’m Adam Rhyne.” He squinted briefly, trying to get a sense of recognition on the other man, but that failed. And it was apparent on Adam’s face. His smile turned apologetic. “I’m sorry. I don’t...I don’t think we’ve been introduced yet,” the Warlord said, offering his hand to the other man in a friendly manner.

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Re: Market Day
« Reply #3 on: Aug 10, 16, 06:41:23 PM »
Bingo.


Desmond shook the offered hand and noted that, for a member of the First Circle, Lord Rhyne seemed skittish. That was a little odd and now Desmond was a bit more interested in the younger man, trying to figure out if there was anything in the Court that he needed to worry about. But if that was true, why would Lord Rhyne be shopping at the market? There was only one way to get him talking.

No, we haven’t met yet, Lord Rhyne, but I figure it’s time we did. My name is Desmond Clery, of the Wexol Clerys.” he said. His family’s shipyard was known across Denford and likely up north as well. And everyone knew about Wexol, for it was where Clan Sheane held Court before Killer Killian slaughtered them all in their beds. Bad business, that, and Desmond refused to go anywhere north of Denford unless duly summoned. He wouldn’t turn up with less than fifty of his family members either, just in case.

A damn shame that Prince Davos was gone, but he couldn’t say that aloud.

I’ve met a few members of the Court lately. I just met Lady Kerry recently.” Desmond said, letting a small smile tug at the corners of his mouth as he mentioned the Queen of Denford. He looked down at the floor as well, giving the impression that he was infatuated with her. In truth, Desmond though she might be good for a tumble but he wasn’t the kind of man to get weird over a woman.

If Adam thought he was, though, he might spread the word more effectively than any of Desmond’s actions could.

May I ask what brings you down to the market, Lord Rhyne? I love the beef skewers, personally. I’ll have to get another one.” he said, gesturing to the fallen piece of meat.

I don’t meant to bother you, if you’re busy. Just wanted to say hello to a member of the Court and thank you for service.


Offline Adam Rhyne

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Re: Market Day
« Reply #4 on: Aug 23, 16, 03:09:23 PM »
Desmond’s grip was firm, firmer than Adam’s for certain. Limp was not the term to describe Adam’s handshake but it was gentle and steady like so much of his personality. He nodded when Desmond introduced himself as of the Wexol Clerys. “Right! Right, I’ve heard of them,” Adam replied with a broad, polite smile of recognition.

That smile only broadened at the mention of Taryn, because Adam, being a Bonded male to the Queen, could not help but be a bit infatuated with her, even if she wasn’t his type sexually. When Desmond looked down like a little schoolboy being shy at approaching a pretty girl, Adam chuckled. He knew how the man felt! That’s how he felt approaching Taryn sometimes, even though he also needed to approach her because of that Bond. That endeared Desmond to Adam a bit more and he relaxed.

When Desmond asked what brought Adam to the market, he replied, “Oh! I was getting some herbs for the household. I’m something of the gardener for the mansion, when I’m not escorting Lady Kerry around.” To prove his point, he held up the rucksack he had brought, though he had yet to fill it with anything. “I was just looking at the sage for some spells when…”

Adam made an apologetic face when Desmond mentioned the beef skewers. “Yeah…” he drawled, looking down at the abandoned treat. “I’m so sorry about that.” And then, he brightened. “Here, let me buy you another one.” When Desmond seemed to protest, stating that he didn’t want to bother a member of Taryn’s Court, Adam waved it off. “Nonsense! You’re not a bother at all! I’m pleased to meet someone like you.”

The Warlord went over to the vendor and purchased three skewers, two for Desmond and another for himself. He handed two over to the other man. “Here,” he said, with that casual sort of smile he wore. “No trouble at all. What brings you here? It’s a bit of a walk from your neck of the woods, right?”

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Re: Market Day
« Reply #5 on: Aug 28, 16, 07:21:06 PM »
Hey, you really don’t have to…

Desmond’s minor protest died on his lips when Adam purchased new skewers for both of them. When Adam handed Desmond two of them, however, the Warlord smiled and graciously accepted the treats, noting to himself that Adam was a nice guy. He was the gardener Taryn’s gardener, if Desmond understood it correctly. Desmond didn’t know many gardeners at all, but it gave him an idea of sorts. Yet he couldn’t just drop his idea on Lord Rhyne yet. So he settled on small-talk as the first available avenue of getting to know the man.

Yeah, Wexol’s a bit a ride from here. My father, Prince Nolan, usually visits and provides the tithes to the Lady Kerry’s Court. He broke his leg recently, though, so I’ve been making the trip here on his behalf. And if I’m honest about it, I find a little more to like about Athol District every time I visit.” Desmond said, offering his fellow Warlord a grin. He bit into his skewer and noted that it tasted even better than the one he’d lost.

Hey, you wouldn’t know a good place to grab a pint around here, would you? I was thinking about before we bumped into each other, but now seems as good a time as any.” Desmond said. He looked around the market square, deciding that there was nothing else here he really needed to look at. Brenna might be interested in the seeds here, but maybe Adam could assist him with the right sorts after Desmond pitched his idea.

Besides, it’ll keep me from drinking alone.


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Re: Market Day
« Reply #6 on: Aug 31, 16, 10:19:01 AM »
Adam was not the biggest fan of drinking, especially so early in the day, but he could hardly offend Desmond, who had been very pleasant and cordial so far, by saying so. As he chewed on his latest bite, he thought about the taverns and establishments in the area. His expression turned thoughtful as he looked down the street.

“There’s a nice little tavern, red roof, at the end of the street,” Adam finally said, his tone still contemplative, as though he was still weighing their options. “I hear they make some of the best ale in town. It all tastes the same to me but others in the First Circle swear by it, so I know they can’t be lying,” he said, sheepish at first but his tone turning brighter as he talked about his Brothers.

“If you want, we can meander our way there,” Adam suggested. “I’ve got a bit of a shopping still to do and there’s plenty of little stalls and vendors along the way. If you’re in no rush, we can do that.” Adam didn’t want to miss out on the sage he had been about to buy, or possibly pass up a pretty little trinket or whatnot for Taryn. Maybe a new toy for her dog would be something he would find. Oh, and the carrots he had promised the mare that had ferried him here.

Besides, he actually wanted to get to know Desmond a little more. The man seemed honest and nice enough. Adam briefly wondered what Taryn thought of her encounter with him. Adam would have to bring it up to her when he got back later that day.

Offline Desmond Clery

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Re: Market Day
« Reply #7 on: Dec 01, 16, 11:57:27 AM »
Desmond nodded in recognition of the building in question when Adam described it. He really did need a drink, but he also figured that his fellow Warlord might feel a little less cornered at the tavern. He seemed like a nice enough guy and Desmond figured that Taryn would have a male like this working in her court for her. Adam sounded like he was on good terms with the rest of Taryn’s First Circle and Desmond wondered if Adam might make introductions for him at some point in the future, when the two men were more comfortable with each other. While Desmond wanted his plan to work, he had to gird himself against betraying impatience or rushing his plan.

Wooing a woman like Taryn Kerry did not happen overnight but over successive nights. This was very much a “long-haul” operation on which Desmond staked the well-being of his clan and family. Failure would likely mean the end of their influence in Denford within a generation. Desmond could not, would not, let that happen so  it didn’t matter how many First Circle members he had to make nice with, how gregarious he needed to be, or how many people he had to cheat out of their rightful reward to see it done.

Desmond Clery held family above all and putting his family closest to the Queen of Denford was his only mission.

No rush at all, Adam. May I call you Adam? Don’t want to overstep, but I feel like if we’re going to share food and an ale or two, we can at least move to using first names. In either case, please call me Desmond. Makes things feel a little less like we’re about to watch someone get punished.” Desmond said with a laugh, waiting to see if Adam was okay with being a little less formal than he was probably accustomed to. While Desmond hadn’t wanted to spend all day in the marketplace, he did not have anywhere he needed to be just yet. His second-in-command was handling the day-to-day operations of the Denford Naval Group, and Desmond’s current objective required a time investment to grow.

So, I see you’ve got some knowledge of plants and herbs. Does any of that extend to cooking? I’m trying to get a little better at it but I can’t tell sage from paprika or garlic from onions. Maybe you can give me a couple of tips on keeping them all straight?” Desmond suggested, his tone hopeful...and maybe a little embarrassed.


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Re: Market Day
« Reply #8 on: Dec 02, 16, 03:32:25 PM »
“Desmond,” Adam echoed with a broad smile splitting his face. “That’s nice name. Desmond. Yes, by all means, call me Adam! I never have gotten used to being called ‘Lord Rhyne’ and it’s only gotten worse since I joined Lady Kerry’s First Circle. I’m just Adam, or, well, I’ve always been just Adam to a lot of people and now I’m apparently a bit more.” His ramblings and eagerness to appear open to their conversation revealed how naive and trusting Adam could be. Even though he knew there were people in the world who shouldn’t be trusted, who probably shouldn’t be allowed to live, Adam still viewed the world and everyone in it with hope for better days.

Of course, then Desmond hit on Adam’s passion: plants.

Adam’s expression immediately brightened further, if that was even possible. “Of course! I mean, I’m not a great cook, but my mother taught me everything she knew about herbs and plants, and I do most of the gardening for the Court, when I’m not doing actual Court work.” Truth be told, Adam preferred doing the gardening over Court work because he felt he understood it better. Navigating ever-changing political waters had never, ever been Adam’s strength, and many times, he felt that he was letting Queen Kerry down by his ignorance.

But if ever he gave those thoughts any sort of real voice, he also reminded himself that he was helping Queen Kerry in a lot of other and equally important ways, like providing her a shoulder to cry on and a welcoming smile every day.

“We can start with this though,” Adam said, holding up the dried sage he intended to purchase. “Have a sniff.” He extended the bundle close enough for Desmond to inhale. “Sage tends to have a slight pepper flavor when you eat it. I wouldn’t recommend eating it when it’s dried and bundled like this because it loses a lot of its flavoring. Dried, we use it for cleaning. One of the maids knows a really good cleansing spell and I thought she might like some sage to use in it,” he explained, motioning to various aspects of the plant and its properties as he spoke.

Continuing on with another plant he had thought to get, Adam picked up the spear-like stems of rosemary and offered that one for Desmond to smell. “This is rosemary. Go ahead, take one of the leaves off and give it a chew.” Whether Desmond did or not, Adam would continue on in the lesson. “It’s a pretty potent herb. Some of them you have cut up or roast to release their effects. Rosemary...you can run your hands through it and you’ll smell it for the rest of the day.”

“Let’s see, they also have parsley, thyme, oregano, mustard…” Adam went on and then he stopped himself. “This is probably boring you to tears. I’m sorry,” he apologized with a little shake of his head. “Plants are my specialty. Lady Taryn says that I talk too much about them but she never tells me to stop so I just keep talking. Let me buy what I came for at this stall and we’ll keep walking.” He turned slightly to deal with the seller but kept an ear out for Desmond’s reply, as was only the polite thing to do.

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Re: Market Day
« Reply #9 on: Mar 29, 17, 10:23:53 AM »
Adam, I promise that if you can cook, you’re already a damn better cook than I am.” Desmond said, laughing. Desmond sought excellence in many areas of his life, but cooking had never, ever come easily to him. In fact, it hadn’t come along well even with repeated practice. His siblings once said that his cooking was worthy of pirates on the high seas...if they couldn’t eat the fish or drink the water. Adam seemed like a kind soul and a decent man. Lady Kerry probably had plenty of decent men around her, which would make his ultimate goals hard to achieve, but there was nothing for it.

He accepted the rosemary leaf, popping it into his mouth and giving it a chew. He chewed about two or three times before his eyes nearly popped out of his head. It wasn’t that the rosemany was overly strong, but more that it was as Adam said: potent. The flavor burned itself into his mind and onto his tongue. If one could just touch and smell it for the rest of the day, Desmond was probably going to taste it for the next week or so...at the least.

Whoo! That’s brisk.” Desmond said, trying to laugh. Instead, he broke into a bit of a cough. His eyes watered a little, but he worked through it.

My sister is a great cook, but my brother’s no slouch either. They’d know what to do with all of this in a kitchen. Me? Not so much.” Desmond said.

He waved his hand when Adam suggested this might be boring him. The more Adam spoke, the more Desmond learned about him and about Taryn’s court. And every little bit helped.

Do you ever get to help Lady Taryn with her garden? I bet she’s glad to have someone around who enjoys it like she does.” Desmond said. He knew that most Queens kept gardens to feel closer to the land or some such, but he didn’t know much beyond that. He wondered what Taryn’s garden might look like, but decided to let Adam fill him in.


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Re: Market Day
« Reply #10 on: May 30, 17, 10:40:50 PM »
Because Adam was the kind, trusting sort of man, he tended to inadvertently reveal various things that other, more nefarious sorts of people would use to gain a political advantage. As stated before, Adam struggled with navigating the waters of the political sea -- he was far too innocent a soul to ever survive the sharks that infested those waters.
 
And because of this, he revealed a very minor but potentially eye-opening bit about Taryn.
 
Well,” he admitted, scratching the back of his head with a sheepish grin, “Lady Kerry isn’t too good at gardening, honestly. She’s not bad, I mean, but, she’s not...well...you know how some people have green thumbs? She doesn’t quite have a gray thumb and kill every plant in the garden but she’s not…” He trailed off, trying to figure out how to describe this mostly minor inadequacy of Taryn’s without seeming to speak disparagingly about her. He eventually shrugged, gave Desmond a defeated sort of smile, and said, “She’s stronger in other things.” Like running her Court.
 
“So I end up doing a lot of the gardening while she watches,” he went on to say, which actually turned the tone of his voice around. He legitimately liked being useful to her like that. Adam wasn’t interested in women, so he’d never be romantically linked to Taryn, and he was perfectly fine with that. But having a strength that she didn’t have made him feel like he was linked to her in a much more meaningful way, at least to him. “That’s when we talk about her day, what she’s thinking about. I mean, she’s usually pretty certain about how she’s going to handle whatever situations were thrown at her the day before, but sometimes she just uses that time to bounce ideas off me while I tend to the plants. It’s like…” Another shrug. “It’s like she doesn’t have to be so much of a Queen and can be herself then. I know, it sounds ridiculously simple, but she’s really down to earth like that. She’s not some untouchable Queen. I think you’ll like her.”

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Re: Market Day
« Reply #11 on: Sep 20, 18, 12:09:23 PM »
Over the next few hours, Adam determined that Desmond Clery was a solid, probably pretty trustworthy man. Even a little attractive, though Adam definitely didn’t let any of that line of thinking show. They exchanged some further stories about their lives, their families, and Adam honestly answered every question Desmond had about Taryn. By the time they parted, the Rose Warlord felt that when they saw each other again, it would be with a smile and good camaraderie to follow.

The end.