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Flame of the Ainulindalë
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At Faramund's hall
Just as Stedford and Blimring left it was Thornden with the news.
Lord Athanar smiled briefly like he was happy about the news. "So that's what he says... so he's the insecure and aggressive child I thought he was... just like..." Suddenly his face got grim, almost terrified. Thornden was baffled. Just like Wulfric and Wilheard... and they are there somewhere..., lord Athanar thought to himself with growing fear of his own reckless sons. "Excuse me lord, is there a problem?" Thornden queried carefully. Lord Athanar pulled himself together shaking his whole body to wrestle himself out of his thoughts. He had a situation here and he had to take care of his men's safety, not to sacrifice the others for the concern over his sons. "Right... sorry Thornden..." Athanar said while recollecting himself. And then he was back to the present focus. "Okay Thornden. Here's a mission for you." From the corner of his eye he could see the men of Scarburg starting to gather together and making it towards the stairs. "Take these two men of mine from here, and take a few from those you'll meet when going back there if you think you need more men or someone special. Go to Faramund and tell him this. He should not be afraid of me trying to take anything from him or trapping him, or of me threathening him. We wish to leave in peace. Don't mention the ledger" Athanar revealed the parchement-roll that had been in his hand behind his back, "unless he asks. Then you can tell him that I'm going to take a look at it - but that if he insists, I can take a look at it in the Mead Hall and send it back to him tomorrow. And don't mention his father either..." he lowered his voice: "he's coming... hopefully in time..." Thornden looked confused. "Hah, I guess I know what you're thinking... I'm showing myself as a coward to him pledging peace in front of his threads? Let me tell you, I have no problems in acting like a coward in front of a fool if it helps me to get the evidence to nail him in court and keep all my men alive. That's one thing you learn in the battlefield master Thornden... never lose your men if you don't need to, especially not because of vanity or pride. And even if he got that kind of thoughts into his head he'll be surprised enough to see us all mounted and in readiness to any move he wishes to make before he is able to execute them...." "You mistake me, my lord. I think it is the right choice not to fight him if at all possible. But what shall you do with his father and with the ledger?" Thornden asked. Athanar looked at Thornden into the eye and nodded. "Just take care of yourself Thornden. You'l learn that later... Anyway, you should go now. We don't have time to lose. I'll be in readiness to send a few men and your horses to get you back if there is any trouble. We will cover for you, you know that. Now go!" He looked at Thornden into the eye and nodded. "Just take care of yourself Thornden. I'll be in readiness to send a few men and your horses to get you back if there is any trouble. We will cover for you, you know that. Now go!" Thorneden nodded and turned to go back to meet Faramund once more. "Frumgard! Bettelhird! Cover him!" Athanar called the two guards with him and the men followed Thornden. Last edited by Nogrod; 02-11-2011 at 07:16 PM. |
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