Ascending Legends

[Dragongal]

As they walked into the markets, Arryn stepped away fro a few moments. "I'll be right back, mo chroi, I'm going to check my directions."





While she was gone, a young woman with long, honey hair and a low-cut scarlet dress that revealed some of her ample bosom took notice of Dayn. He was rather clearly a Southerner and had money. She sauntered up behind him like it was no issue and "accidentally" bumped into him. Immediately she blushed and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry."

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn watched Arryn walk off mostly to make sure she left safely as well as taking the advantage to watch her move. Yes hon, I am looking. So there he was. Clearly a young Southern man standing in the middle of a far Northern city. I look lost. So of course Dayn took the time to admire the beautiful scenery as the woman walked up behind him. Just a moment before she collided with Dayn he felt a check, so by the time he had turned around to face whomever had run into him he had halfway unsheathed his dagger only to be immediately taken back by the unexpected woman he found standing in front of him. "Duwiau da.", he sighed as he sheathed his dagger. "Forgive my aggression. I half expected worse company."

 

[Dragongal]

The woman shrugged a bit as if it was a normal thing. Which, in a far Northern city, wasn't unlikely, especially considering that they weren't in the best area. "No problem, sir. I notice your Southern accent. Can I make it up to you by helping to guide you somewhere?"

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn's brow knit together as he scrutinized the woman in front of him. Obviously she was wanting some kind of attention with the dress she was wearing, but what set him off was the cluing in on his accent. Of course most people in the North brought it up, but they also weren't a woman half exposing her bosom to some stranger she "bumped" into on the street. "I appreciate the offer but I am afraid I must politely decline." Dayn grabbed his left hand and rubbed his palm, making sure to show off his wedding band to the woman. "I'm waiting on my wife to return."

 

[Dragongal]

"Oh, really? Well if you like, I can guide you to an inn when your wife is away next time. I won't tell her." The woman made her intentions pretty clear. Of course, mere moments later Arryn returned. She immediately recognized the woman's intent with just a glance; she wasn't even at Dayn's side yet. "Oi! Fhágáil dó féin!" At this point, Arryn was at Dayn's side. The woman hadn't moved. "You leave him alone right now you thieving harlot."

 

[BookWyrm]

Manners be damned. By this point Dayn felt a growl rumble in his chest as he clenched his jaw tight. He was actually thankful that Arryn arrived. For once she was probably going to be more polite than Dayn would have been. His posture relaxed yet to the trained eye they might have noticed Dayn was still prepared as he walked over and wrapped his arm around his wife's waist. Secretly Dayn stirred the shadows around the ground, drawing them ever so carefully towards the woman's feet if he needed them.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn looked at Dayn, then back to the woman. "If you ever come near my husband again, I will murder you." The woman scoffed a bit. "Why don't you let him decide?" Arryn stepped forward in a flash and grabbed the woman by her hair. In a low growl she said, "You come near him again and I will skin you alive like the piece of dirty meat you are. You know I can do it by Northern law. And you should know, I will." The woman glared at Arryn before nodding slightly. Arryn pushed her away. When the woman got up, she shot a hateful glance to Arryn. As she disappeared into the crowd, Arryn kept an eye on her, waiting for what she expected.


Sure enough, moments later the woman darted out from the crowd - seemingly appearing from thin air - and ripped Dayn's coinpouch off his belt, having skillfully loosened it earlier when she had bumped into him. Arryn immediately cast a shield, which the woman ran into, and Arryn had a knee on the woman's back before she could move. "What the fuck did I say?! You dirty thieving whore!" Arryn took the money from the girl's hand and bent her arm around so she couldn't fight. "How dare you go near my man, wench. How dare you try to seduce him, then try to steal from him!" Arryn used her free hand to pull the woman's head up by her hair. "Fuckin' gombeen gobshite Shtate." Arryn then proceeded to force the woman's face into the stone streets - hard. Then she dragged her up by her hair , kicked her so she couldn't run, and delivered a very final punch to the woman's jaw, landing her on the ground.


Arryn turned beck to her husband, wiped off her hands and pants, then gave him his money and looked him over for any injuries of any form.

 

[BookWyrm]

Within seconds things escalated from nothing to wild. By the time Dayn realized what was going on and turned Arryn had already tackled the woman and proceeded to beat her. Unconsciously Dayn checked his belt and sighed when he noticed his pouch missing. Damn thieves. When Arryn walked over and handed his pouch back to him he strapped it back in it's place before turning his full attention to his wife. He opened his mouth in rebuke only to stop and truly think about the whole situation. By law the woman could be dead. Stealing from nobles came with a heavy price, let alone what Arryn could have done to the woman for her first intentions. All of this left Dayn in a state of not knowing what to do about the situation. "Thank you.", he said after finally making up his mind that he would have probably done worse to a man that had tried it with her.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn grinned widely and took his arm. "The Guards will show up soon enough to take care of her." Arryn was now back to her usual sweet, cuddly, lovy self as she normally was around her husband. It didn't matter that she had just beat a woman. She had offered offense to her husband, the bitch had had it coming. No self-respecting Northern woman would allow for that kind of thing. As they walked, though, Arryn quietly said, "You know I wouldn't have actually skinned her alive... right?"

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn took some comfort in that knowledge. "You don't strike me as that type hon." Dayn smiled at Arryn before looking down at the road as they walked. "I've never understood what drives pretty girls like her to want to live a life like that anyway." By now Arryn should know that pretty was a compliment Dayn used for any woman, but beautiful was something wholly reserved for her.

 

[Dragongal]

"Desperation. Boredom. Lack of education. Failing in classes. Strict family. A bad love who guided her the wrong way, manipulated her. A number of things. I don't really care, though. She could change if she wanted. As she is shes a useless piece if meat in my view. If she wants to be any more she could be, but she doesn't want the effort. It's one thing to pick up a man at a bar and another to insult men like that. Nobody gets to mess with you in any way. Or insult you like she did. I was tempted to do worse to her but I knew you were watching. Sorry."

 

[BookWyrm]

Matthias and Theodas both warned him about Arryn's temper. Dayn knew it was only a matter of time before it finally started coming out. Yet, he found himself more turned on by her protectiveness than anything else. When he finally saw a place where they could be alone for a few moments Dayn pulled Arryn aside and planted a passionate kiss on her lips. "Don't apologize for loving me enough to fight for me. I'd do the same for you."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn had returned the kiss though she was very surprised. She'd almost felt a little guilty. When they separated she rested her head against the crook of his neck. "Okay, mo chroi."

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn cocked his head to the side slightly before nuzzling against Arryn's cheek. "What's wrong hon?"

 

[Dragongal]

"Nothing." Arryn wrapped her arms around Dayn and hugged him tightly. "I'm just happy I have you."

 

[BookWyrm]

Their embrace last for a few tender moments before Dayn laid his hands on Arryn's hips and smiled at her. "About that tavern?"

 

[Dragongal]

"Right." Arryn smiled and stepped back before taking Dayn's hand and guiding him to the streets built into the mountain. Soon enough she pulled him into a tavern for food. It was a rather large, comfortable, warm dining hall with numerous braziers filled with crackling fires. Arryn and Dayn took their seats and were soon attended to by a waitress. Arryn ordered them a thick potato-based soup and plates of sweet spiced Northern ham, and of course some spiced mead.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn relaxed into his seat as he looked across towards Arryn. He carefully laid the toe of his boot over the top of Arryn's for a moment or two before pulling it away. If he couldn't flirt outright then he would find subtle ways to express his admiration.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn grinned to Dayn, then returned the gesture. "Northerners aren't complete prudes, mo chroi. You can show some flirtatiousness within bounds. No making out, of course, but a peck or hand holding is okay."

 

[BookWyrm]

"Mhm? Is that so?" Dayn was smiling by this point. "I'll remember that next time I feel like being romantic."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn rolled her eyes, just as the waitress returned with their food. Arryn immediately tucked in, since she was still suffering from mana burn.She wasn't exceptionally worried about table manners at the moment - she was hungry.

 

[BookWyrm]

If Dayn had been bothered he didn't know it, having left table manners behind himself. Even though the food was exceptional a winter long stay in the North had left Dayn yearning for a return to food of his homeland.

 

[Dragongal]

Once they were done, Arryn paid the bill then sat back in her chair. "So, shall we go retrieve Mazy now, or later?"

 

[BookWyrm]

"What was our final plan for Mazy? Is she staying with Mum or are we taking her to the family in Riverbend?"

 

[Dragongal]

"Well we should take her home first - I don't want her travelling to Riverbend in her current condition. She can stay at Mom's for a while while she recovers, and we'll see if Mom wants to keep her. I think she will."